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2004-10-22 - 6:32 p.m. ...and she's out One of my astronaut toys fell from the ceiling, landing splayed in a silent scream of "Help me, help me," his jet pack flung across the room, approximately 50 AU from his position. The Depair.Com catalog is lying on my conference table next to unread technical journals. A bat lies on top of the catalog. (Yes, I own a bat even though I'm too stupid to understand how innings work. Do you really think I use it on a baseball?) Oh, yeah, baby. It. Is. Time. To. Go. Home. � � Scribble to Theo previous - next �