Just when you think Mortimer's life could not get any more complicated--I mean since he's come to my home we've found out:
2) He was kidnapped during his honeymoon by plush slavers and sold into the toy black market.
3) He got amnesia from a blow to the head during his kidnapping and completely forgot about his past life, including his luscious wife, the devoted Dutchie.
4) He was in a snowmobile accident and through it recovered his memory of his past.
5) He was supposed to know by tonight if he was going to be reunited with his One True Love here in Canada or over in Holland, her homeland.
AND NOW CRIMINALS HAVE COME BETWEEN MORTIMER AND HIS REUNION WITH HIS ONE TRUE LOVE.
Tim posted this SETI press release to my guestbook:
At about 3:30 AM PST on 27 February an optical fiber cable connecting the U.C. Berkeley campus with the Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory was cut, apparently by vandals trying to "salvage" copper from other nearby cables.
The broken fiber carries data and voice connections for LBNL and also for the Space Sciences Lab. SSL is where the SETI@Home project is located, so the millions of participants helping to analyze data have been unable to contact the SETI@Home servers for more than a day.
Contractors are pulling new cable now. It's expected that service to SSL will be restored by Friday, 2 March 2001. We'll update this page as we learn more about the progress of the repairs.
Mortimer went to the SETI web site and read the press release for himself. He kept daubing his eyes with a kleenex and blowing his nose but he insists he wasn't crying, that he just has a cold, eh.
Poor little guy is sooooo disappointed.
There will be further bulletins as events progress.
There has been an outpouring of sympathy for the plight of one small moose. The incredibly cute and deeply talented Paul of Rilting fame has even made a button for the Do It For The Moose Campaign.
Here's where the instructions are on how to get it.
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