Bye Bye Giz, Earth, It's Been Great

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Today's my last day working for Giz, and in turn, my last day on Earth. Here am I sitting in a tin can, far above the world.

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BUT SERIOUSLY. As much as I would like to end this signal week in Gizmodo history, Get Me Off This Rock week, by hijacking a decommissioned shuttle and spending the summer in orbit, work must go on. I'm heading over to Popular Science (where I worked before Giz, actually) to be the editor of their website. All of you millions of Giz folks are now required to come check out PopSci.com after every Giz visit, y'hear?

I've had a great time writing for all you guys, and I've done some stuff I wouldn't be able to do anywhere else. To all the Giz crew who I couldn't convince to join me in my hijacked (I'm doing it) Shuttle (Brian wouldn't come because the Internet connection is lousy), best of luck to you here on Earth. You're all the best.

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With Love,
Space Mahoney

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Ground Control to Mahoney, John

Ground Control to Mahoney, John

Take your protein pills

and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Mahoney, John

Commencing countdown,

engines on

Check ignition

and may God's love be with you

This is Ground Control

to Mahoney, John

You've really made the grade

And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear

Now it's time to leave the capsule

if you dare

This is Mahoney, John to Ground Control

I'm stepping through the door

And I'm floating

in a most peculiar way

And the stars look very different today

For here

Am I sitting in a tin can

Far above the world

Planet Earth is blue

And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past

one hundred thousand miles

I'm feeling very still

And I think my spaceship knows which way to go

Tell my wife I love her very much

she knows

Ground Control to Mahoney, John

Your circuit's dead,

there's something wrong

Can you hear me, Mahoney, John?

Can you hear me, Mahoney, John?

Can you hear me, Mahoney, John?

Can you....

Here am I floating

round my tin can

Far above the Moon

Planet Earth is blue

And there's nothing I can do.