Would You Send Your Pet’s Ashes to Space for a Pioneering Farewell?

Reaching New Heights: The Sky's the Limit for Manlab's Celestial Farewells

Would You Send Your Pet’s Ashes to Space for a Pioneering Farewell?

Welcome to Manlab! Here, the modern bloke conquers not only physical feats but also the nagging feeling of inadequacy. In this episode, we’re about to raise the bar, or rather, reach for the stars. We’re going to show you the Manlab way of performing a space funeral.

You’d think it odd to send a pet’s ashes into space, but we’re committed, budget constraints and all. Traditionally, high-altitude flights have always been the dominion of the brave—from the hot air balloon pioneers of the 1700s to astronauts like Neil Armstrong. But we’re adding pets to this mix. Believe it or not, a duck, a sheep, and a chicken were among the first balloon passengers.

For our cost-effective space mission, the ashes of a cat named Tommy and a budgie with no name (let’s call him Number 35) were to be our celestial travelers. Their owners wanted them to have a grand send-off—scatterings in the winds of the upper atmosphere.

We got down to business, attaching the urns to balloons that would carry their remains to the edge of Earth’s atmosphere. Thanks to some handmade ingenuity, we concocted a way to record their journey, complete with cameras. Despite initial glitches and chaotic problem-solving—like having multiple balloons or just one big balloon—we proceeded, torn between hydrogen and helium as our lifting gas.

This undertaking wasn’t just about honoring pets but also proving something loftier. Hydrogen had its fans for being economical and efficient, while helium had legacy on its side. Two teams formed, becoming as competitive as you’d expect from the Manlab. The race was officially on—helium with Tommy, hydrogen with budgie.

Using sophisticated tracking and releasing mechanisms, the ashes would ultimately scatter when the balloons burst at high altitude. Dramatic and touching, I’d say. The launch went smoothly, with our makeshift air hearse lifting Tommy and Number 35 into the great expanse.

As their journey unfolded, a second drama played out: which balloon, and hence which pet’s ashes, would go higher? Tommy started strong but eventually, Number 35 raced ahead. In the end, Number 35’s hydrogen balloon soared to just over 30,000 meters before releasing its ashes into the stratosphere. Tommy followed close behind, both achieving stellar heights.

Once they reached their zenith, the balloons burst, scattering ashes gracefully across the cosmic winds. The descent became a second race—a ground-bound treasure hunt to recover the cameras and document our mission’s success. One landed near power lines, the other perilously close to a sewage treatment plant. With teamwork and a bit of luck, both were finally retrieved, data intact.

The endgame? Tommy and Number 35 achieved a poetic, pioneering farewell. Their owners had true top-tier burials for their pets, making them celestial trailblazers.

So, should you wish to send your dearly departed pet on such a grand voyage, keep the Manlab method in mind—we’ve got the skies covered. But, please, no goldfish.

Now, on a more ground-level but equally ambitious note, let’s talk about fashion. I embarked on a journey to liberate men from the tyranny of trendy wardrobes. Inspired by Winston Churchill’s utilitarian siren suit, I dove into the world of the boiler suit, imagining a standard garb that simplifies daily clothing choices while adding a dash of style.

From bespoke tailors to fashion schools, the mission was to make the boiler suit a one-stop solution for all occasions. Our journey saw a creative frenzy from fashion students and culminated in a lively presentation at a major fashion event. My vision of a single garment for all men sparked quite the buzz—though whether it will dethrone the multi-pieced chaos of modern wardrobes remains to be seen.

The boiler suit faced mixed reviews from the fashion elite. Its practicality was praised, yet its execution veered into the whimsical—one design even featured, of all things, antlers. We may not have ignited a menswear revolution, but we certainly made an impression.

In the end, my boiler suit revolution was more of a whimsical dream than a transformative shift. While trends continue to reign supreme, the idea of simplicity in men’s fashion is still worth pondering.

So, what’s next on the horizon for Manlab? Who knows? But it’s certain to be ambitious, inventive, and a little bit wild. Stay tuned, keep an open mind, and remember: whether in fashion or farewells, the sky’s the limit.