����The note came in late last night, scribbled on a leaf:

����And not thinking of the moral implications, by return e-mail I sent one of the Diaryland Survivor people a tray of peanut butter cookies (and milk because sheesh, cookies without milk is an abomination; tea, because cookies and tea in the afternoon are one of the definitions of civilization; and even some peaches, because, well � peaches are peachalicious, so why not?)

����WHY NOT?!!!

����Why because Peanut Butter Cookies Have Powers, that's why. I ... I ... I wasn't thinking clearly, that's all I can say in my defence.

����So, to keep the playing field kind of level, I'm posting a virtual treat for Squibby and Francine, the other two Diaryland Survivor folks I read on a regular basis.

����If one of the three Diaryland Survivors I read wins, the reason will be obvious. It won't be their wonderful writing abilities, smarts, creativity, humour or insight. Oh no, it will be:

����The powers in peanut butter cookies.