Dear Diary:

    Well, here we are, one day from the end of the big contest between Team Betronic (boo, hiss) and Team Newkirk (yay, yay) and the SETI@home site is down. The whole site has been off-line for over 12 hours.

    I am shocked and appalled.



    Forget finding signs of extra-terrestrial life. Gadzooks, all I want to know is who is ahead--Team Betronic (boo, hiss) or Team Newkirk (yay, yay).

    In other late breaking events, I'm sure you all join me in breathing an enormous sigh of relief at the knowledge that Dutchie, the cow of Mortimer's dreams, does not have Stuffed Cow Disease, a tragically underestimated cousin of Mad Cow Disease.

    To celebrate, my friend Eddie taught Mortimer some Dutch to speak to his sweetie:

    Ik heb je altijd al lekker gevonden, eh.

    Apparently it means something along the lines of "I think you're luscious". The "eh" was Mortimer's little bit of Canada.

    One day to go until the contest ends and we know which team wins the other's mascot, which side of the ocean Mortimer and Dutchie will live on.

    I can hardly stand the wait.


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