f*ck 'em

Jun 17, 2009 20:56

after all this nostalgia for events not achieved, not equaled in my lifetime, much less within the span of my memory the jackasses think that it's an imperative to save the bits that they left behind....

Fine. I'll leave their junk alone when I go, but I'm going damnit. But don't expect me to build a shrine to their vanity. If their footprints remain, I'll take some photos, and I think Buzz will understand if I flip the bird to everyone else who is so set on venerating his footprints. Unless he's too far gone.

In which case f*ck him too. But really, from what I've seen he's a stand up guy so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt.

But...step one: Raise capital. Enter Tesla Motors. If I can't sell step one to them or their rivals, I'm not worth my salt. One year from today, I'd better be past Goodrich and well on my way to selling my idea to Tesla or their rivals.

40 years is too long.
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