Dear Diary:
����This is the biggest night of Mortimer's life. At 6 p.m. today, 24 hours or so after SETI came back on-line, it became clear that Team Newkirk (yay, yay) had crushed their valiant opponents at Team Betronic Design (boo, hiss) by 540 units.
����It was a hard won victory against great opponents and I would like to thank the incredibly cute and deeply feared Red Moose for playing along.
����So Mortimer and Dutchie will be reunited on this side of the Atlantic. Frankly, no one is more surprised by this turn of events than I, eh.
����I would like to take a moment to send big moosie smooches to both the long term and new members of Team Newkirk. Go Team!
����It will take time for Dutchie to get packed and say good-bye to her friends over in the Netherlands. To help Mortimer bear the wait, we've arranged for him to visit one member of Team Newkirk for a week as a way of saying thank you to everyone who threw the might of their machines into our Dutch crushing efforts.
����Of all the eligible members of Team Newkirk, fifty-seven chose to be part of the drawing to win a week with Mortimer, The Moose of Their Dreams.
����These names, all printed on identically sized bits of paper, were dumped into a tuque, stirred vigorously, and my daughter Jess did the honours.
����And the fickle finger of fate pointed to:
����PSYCHOTRONIC GIZMONATOR.
����I hope that once he stops hysterically weeping from joy The Gizmonator will contact me by e-mail and I'll arrange to mail Mortimer to him in the next few days.
����Take good care of my moosie, 'kay?
--Marn
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