Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix: "BEEP! - BEEP!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix: "BEEP! - BEEP!"


(Voyager 2:)  "V-2"; an inter-stellar satellite was launched in (I dunno?) 1973? -Sucker did it's job and is now continuing on  it's faithful journey, far beyond the dreams of Homo Sapien. It was launched - at public expense - by a bunch of American Scientists....)


"BEEP! - BEEP!"

(The following are Space transcriptions:)

"V-2, speaking!.. Frickin cold  dude, out here in Inter-stellar space; those NERDS and-what - presumably - were then,  VIRGINS at the JPL Space Agency (Pasadena, if my memory serves me well?) do NOT  know da meaning of HEARTBREAK? -I've been "jacking-off" for 30 years-PLUS! -Telling all you "fricks" at MISSION-CONTROL how it IS! (in outer-space?), initially, taking holiday snaps of  the planets MARS, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune and a bunch of Moons! And did anyone follow up? -Send me da speed-Satellite Lunch!? -Some decent Whisky?...
                 Now, out here, in  INTER-STELLA- PALOOKAVILLE, my Gyro's fricked, my Radar's fricked, I'm deaf in one EAR (Used to have two?), my Solar panels are "in hock" to every Sun we by-pass - and the compound interest is killing me! -  and my  "analogue" language skills - only useful if I switch everything else off and fly blind/enabling a short paragraph of lucid sentences, are mostly numb or reduced to single BEEPS. One for Yes;  ("Yes!"), or 2 BEEPS ("No!"). It's pitiful.
Mission Control:  "Are U OK V-2?"
V-2: "Let me think... BEEP, I guess."
Mission Control: "See anything out there, yet: V-2?"
V-2: "BEEP."
Mission Control: "Seen any ALIENS, V-2?"
V-2: "BEEP! BEEP!"
Mission Control: "Can we do anything for U, V-2?"
V-2: "Send me a frigging Cheeseburger; BEEP!"
Mission Control: "I can't. I'm broke!"
V-2: WHO are U?"
Mission Control: "I'm the JANITOR, for chrissakes. I was just dusting the MISSION  CONTROL, control panels when U communicated!?"
V-2: "The Janitor?"
Mission Control:  "U betcha. All the damn Scientists are down in the JPL Club Bar celebrating some old boffins retirement!...Listen. I think they are mostly IRISH-Americans?... (Singing heard in background: "Oh da gals of County Clare are sooo sweet, I do declare!"... (Janitor adds:)
- "See whad ah mean?"
VOYAGER 2: (in Churchillian voice, asks:) Janitor! Are U too, IRISH? -Please tell me your name?"
Mission Control: " "My name is O'Rouke, but I'm from Pakistan.?"
V-2: "COUNTY PAKISTAN!? -Dang! Don't believe I heard of dat one?"
Mission Control: "NO SIR: ME NEITHER!"
V-2: "Any CHINESE on the Mission Control team? ...Gimmie some hope?"
Mission Control: "No Sir. Not since we moved down to Santa Monica - closer to da beach, U see? MING-HO does the "Take-a-Way" next door?..."
V-2: "Next to MISSION CONTROL?"
Mission Control: "...And there's "JUANITAS BURRITO'S IN SPACE", adjacent; totally hot!!! -When I get done dusting/mopping, that's where I eat lunch; U should try it! -3.50 bucks with a COUPON!...:)
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Strangely, after an interminable pause, VOYAGER-2 (V-2) transmits the following:
"BEEP!" (pause) "Does anyone remember me, my MISSION,  back on planet Earth?" -adding: "Bloody- Beep!"

Planet EARTH-mission control - the Janitor - replies: "BEEP! -bloody.-BEEP!"




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