OK! What part of "home from work because I'm sick" didn't you rabid sea dogs get?
At 0600 I reported to sickbay and she said take these Aspirins, go back to bed, and see me be chow time. At 1200 I reported back to sickbay and she pulled the same drill on me again. Damn Navy medics! Anyway, she just left for the airport to pick up another micro-dog (Bijon Frise) for her own personal pleasure and left me on my own cognizance. (Foolish women.)
I snuck out of the ET berthing area and came up to Radio Central. The PROTOTYPE files are now up on FileFront. Have fun destroying the enemy fleet know that you know where you are going.
Bob