One foot in my pocket; ready to bowl.
Operation Terracross is well underway! My janitorial cohorts and I have begun construction on the Air Penguin, a mighty soaring aerodynamic airship that will surely transport us to Christmas Island (as soon as I figure out in which direction my stalwart homeland lies; I have been using my spyglass, so remedied by saintly Mr. Smiles, and searching for any sign of the familiar facets of my original island, my sweet soveriegn soul's repose and joy). Lloyd Rott and Bob Barph shook hands and swore a temporary truce in order to assist their much-belovéd A.S. in his present 'Homeward Bound' (rent the DVD, the new one featuring the honey-sweet voice of Michael J. Fox, most famous for his endearing role on Family Ties) endeavor. My faithful (and famous) vervet monkeys have contributing to the project by exhibiting selections from their variable dance repertoire (courtesy of mwa), singing and dancing and combing their heads of coarse, bristly hair as we outfitted the Air Penguin with silicone armor and a working steam engine, using the circuit board from Atari's I, Robot arcade game of 1983 as the ship's brain (an idea of the gifted Samuel Smiles). We pumped the helium into the air bladder with Jimmy Snot's bicycle pump, and although all is coming along well, there have been complications, and she is not ready to spread her wings and fly proudly into the exosphere just yet. We will sleep on it, dreaming of peach cobblers and Michael Jackson's smile, and we will tackle this stimulating puzzle tomorrow.