In addition, the sirloin which I threw overboard, instead of drifting off into the void, didn’t seem to want to leave the rocket and revolved about it, a second artificial satellite, which produced a brief eclipse of the sun every eleven minutes and four seconds. To calm my nerves I calculated till evening the components of its trajectory, as well as the orbital perturbation caused by the presence of the lost wrench. I figured out that for the next six million years the sirloin, rotating about the ship in circular path, would lead the wrench, then catch up with it from behind and pass it again.

– The Star Diaries, Stanislaw Lem.

  1. …and now the lost toolbag on the shuttle mission…