Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Free Space Bat Shirt

Want a free Space Bat shirt? We'll be picking our favorite comment to this site soon, so make sure to speak your mind!

We've got enough comments on this entry... go pick another entry on this page to comment on! :)

33 comments:

  1. Ha gotcha! Now watcha gunna do?

    ReplyDelete
  2. Make sure to post using one of the methods where we can contact you once we decide we love your comment... basically anything but Anonymous. If you post with Name/URL, make sure to include a URL where we can track you down.

    ReplyDelete
  3. I've been singing for Space Bat all day today. I made this video for him and sang the song to the tune of the Across the Universe version of Blackbird by the Beatles.

    He's my hero, with more motivation than most of my graduating class.

    Here's my Youtube, I hope you like it.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgLMnapQNdA

    ReplyDelete
  4. Letter found near the Space Shuttle Discovery launch site after liftoff on March 15, 2009:

    I know by the time you read this, I may already be gone. Today I broke my wing chasing a moth. The pain is almost unbearable, but I managed to flutter to a safe spot and latch on. I know that for my species, an injury like this is almost always fatal. Having no children of my own, I write this letter to whomever may find it first. I don't remember much about my birth, only that I could not see and there were many others like me. I nursed on my mother until I was big enough to fly and hunt on my own. I can remember the first time I took flight so vividly. It is absolutely indescribable. I felt so free! One must experience it for themself to truly know. My mother died after my first hunt. I miss her deeply, but it seems that I will be seeing her quite soon. I'm getting a little weak from the pain now, but my claws are dug in deep, so I won't be going anywhere. You know what though, if I had one wish before I go, only one wish, I'd choose to fly again for one last time.

    Just one last ti

    Thomas Culpepper
    clean_plz_k_thz@hotmail.com

    ReplyDelete
  5. Mrs. Spacebat is the true victim in this situation. She probably never got to tell him how much she loved him. Or that she was pregnant.

    She was probably the one to keep him grounded, always encouraging his dreams, but hoping in her heart of hearts that he never accomplished them. She could still remember looking at the stars with him their first night together. They'd just eaten their dinner. Their bellies were bloated and full--a meal of moths and mosquitos and other such insects.

    He'd looked at her and said "Violet, I'm going to see those stars one day."

    She laughed a nervous laugh and forced a smile, her beady black eyes twinkling under the ethereal glow of the heavens. "I have faith in you, Herb. I believe you."

    Now here she sat, widowed and alone. The tears roll down her cheeks and she curses the stars, for they have taken her beloved from her.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Spacebat lived his life on the edge and died the way he wanted: going over it.

    epicmastermind@hotmail.com

    ReplyDelete
  7. I like to imagine that a single trumpeter is playing Taps right now, in honor of that wonderful creature.

    A single, sad, trumpeter, who hasn't played in years. An old man, nearly eighty-three years of age. His old skin is pale and liver-spotted, with a few tufts of grey hair insistently clinging to his otherwise bald head. He's served his country many times in the past, and he's seen his fair share of the world. But nothing so beautiful, honorable, or noble as this.

    He stands now in full military dress, his old uniform now ill-fitting. He picks up his trumpet, it is old and battered like him. Its brass frame reflects the sunlight sharply as the twilight sets in.

    His horn is out of tune, covered in dents. He blows into it once. It wails sadness. Again. A consistent tone. Good. He begins to play the first few notes of Taps, the horn slipping in and out of tune.

    Tears well up in his eyes as he thinks of a certain winged mammal that had a dream. A dream to see the stars. A dream that was worth dying for.

    He finishes the mournful song and lowers his instrument, then bows his head. His old lips manage to form a few small words as the tears stream down his face.

    "God bless you, Spacebat."

    ReplyDelete
  8. Is there any question?

    The he was going for the spiders on Mars.

    ReplyDelete
  9. I Bat he would have lived if he remembered his space suit.

    ReplyDelete
  10. "May you forever fly in space and fulfill your dream in the hearts and minds of little children...and ours"

    Need some improvisation on that...

    ReplyDelete
  11. There once was a Bat with a dream to fly,
    Up into space, to the stars.
    "Don't go" they said, as Bats don't fly...
    Like Astronauts orbiting Mars!

    He ignored their pleas and set off to fly,
    Finding a rocket, on which to rest.
    The rocket did soar up into the dark,
    He clung on..giving his best!

    But there in the dark the rocket got hot,
    Leaving the Earth and the ground,
    The poor little Bat left Earth's atmosphere,
    And was vapourised...ne'er to be found!

    So if you find yourself gazing up at the Stars,
    And hear laughing upon a Moon beam,
    And see a ghostly Bat in an Astronaut suit...
    It's 'Space Bat' fulfilling his dream!

    'Fly Space Bat Fly' no longer an Urban myth!!!
    By Spoonak

    ReplyDelete
  12. axleai@hotmail.co.ukApril 15, 2009 at 2:21 PM

    I know by the time you read this, I may already be gone. Today I broke my wing chasing a moth. The pain is almost unbearable, but I managed to flutter to a safe spot and latch on. I know that for my species, an injury like this is almost always fatal. Having no children of my own, I write this letter to whomever may find it first. I don't remember much about my birth, only that I could not see and there were many others like me. I nursed on my mother until I was big enough to fly and hunt on my own. I can remember the first time I took flight so vividly. It is absolutely indescribable. I felt so free! One must experience it for themself to truly know. My mother died after my first hunt. I miss her deeply, but it seems that I will be seeing her quite soon. I'm getting a little weak from the pain now, but my claws are dug in deep, so I won't be going anywhere. You know what though, if I had one wish before I go, only one wish, I'd choose to fly again for one last time.

    Just one last time.

    ReplyDelete
  13. One year later, I still can't get on an jet airplane.

    ReplyDelete
  14. I recently came across your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I don’t know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog.The post is written in very a good manner and it entails many useful information for me. I am happy to find your distinguished way of writing the post. Now you make it easy for me to understand and implement the concept. Thank you for the post.

    ReplyDelete
  15. Noted with interest I: The penultimate paragraph of an article on 'Global Macro Investing' by Dion (Dad of David) Friedland, chairman, Magnum Funds, ends with the following quote:

    ReplyDelete
  16. It’s an astounding blog truly extremely good website facility. Everything is awfully good and very incredible idea. Keep your work continue and sharing the knowledge.

    ReplyDelete
  17. The blog or and best that is extremely useful to keep I can share the ideas
    of the future as this is really what I was looking for, I am very comfortable and pleased to come here. Thank you very much.
    strike force heroes| slitherio | earn to die
    earn to die 5| good game empire |tank trouble 2

    ReplyDelete
  18. I understand what you bring it very meaningful and useful, thanks.

    www.baixar-whatsapp.com.br

    ReplyDelete
  19. Not all are true. Everyone has their own way of thinking but I think they have to reconsider. I like to argue for the most accurate results.
    http://run3play.com

    ReplyDelete
  20. I was very impressed by this post, this site has always been pleasant news. Thank you very much for such an interesting post. Keep working, great job! In my free time, I like play game: superfighters2.net. What about you?

    ReplyDelete
  21. This is also a very good post which I really enjoyed reading. It is not everyday that I have the possibility to see something like this.

    potaup

    ReplyDelete
  22. I like your all post. You have done really good work. Thank you for the information you provide, it helped me a lot. I hope to have many more entries or so from you.
    Very interesting blog.
    ataribreakout.org

    ReplyDelete
  23. I follow your blog all the time, thank you for the things you share.
    ataribreakout.games

    ReplyDelete