Everyone is in such a giggly schoolgirl state about the astronaut who traveled 900 miles in a diaper so she wouldn’t have to stop.
I think this is genius. This is practical. She had a deadline, you know, she had to meet the Other Woman at the airport parking garage. And, frankly, I don’t know that Road Trip diapers are such a bad idea. She was probably drinking a lot of coffee to stay awake. I’m looking to my future, and I can see a few adult diapers on the long road ahead. I say good for her.
Besides, compare diapers in a car to the elimination process on the space shuttle.
13 responses to “You Go, Girl”
I am not giddy about this story. and I do not say “Go, girl” to it.She needs to find a way not to sit in her urine for 900 miles. I mean, how long does that take in a space shuttle anyway? Buck up, lady. You’re an astronaut. I can tell you one damn thing, if I got a chance to be astronaut, I’d be working in bladder control into my training.
My question is…didn’t she have to stop and put gas in the car anyway, since the trip was 900 miles? Pee on the gas breaks, astronaut lady! Don’t sit in your urine if you don’t have to!
In the spirit of your post yesterday on “where to draw the line of awfulness” I have to ask you: would you still be ok if she dropped a deuce in her diaper and continued driving along sitting in her own feces?
Okay, you run rings around me logically.VU – well, I do draw the line at sitting on Fudgepillows. But she was specific about her intent to use it for #1.Melati & Carrie – You are right. You drove me to Excel, and if she drove the more accurate 950 miles at 65 mph and averaged 30 mpg, she would have been forced to stop once in the 14.5 hours to get 1 tank of gas. Damn. Okay, she’s nuts. The math proves it. I did hear someone explain the Anderson Cooper last night that she would not have been sitting in her own urine, since these actually may have been the astronaut-grade Maximum Absorption Garments they use on spacewalks. Evidently they wick the fluid away from your body.
Wick it away to where? Ewww….
Dem overachieving geniuses – dey’re as cwazy as the rest of us. Crazier, in this particular instance.
And? I can’t believe you did the math on this. I think you may have some OCD/ADHD issues yourself…
Ah, but Crazy Genius Astronaut Lady didn’t do the math. So she’s not as crazy as she could be.
I would’ve done the math.
She’s an astronaut. They aren’t stupid people. Most are pretty damn good problem solvers. I’m thinking of adopting it for the trip to Orlando. I wonder if the heathens would revert for a couple of days…
A Urinary HaikuMy rival waits. I cannot.So I drive. I drive and I pee.And pee.
Gary saw your comment, Friend #3, and he decided it needed to end on a darker note: My rival waits. ICannot. So I drive, and pee.I have soiled myself.(“You know, like her reputation” he explained to me. Because nuance like that is one of those things I might not have picked up when I got MY DEGREE IN ENGLISH.)
Yeah, but remember, years from now, when she dies, her obituary will identify her as the Car Diaper Lady.