Hi mig,
Dlixx has mated you.
4 eggs were produced.

You too can receive mails like this every morning! Believe me, it brightens up your day. I’ve got all these eggs now, because all these young female, Dutch-speaking (women? insects?) are fornicating with me, which permits me to invite people to participate in Breedster. Breedster is, as near as I can tell, a thing where you (to quote one of my children there) eat, defecate, and run out of energy. So it’s a lot like life, only with more copulation. As far as I can tell, there’s no strategy other than that, but it could theoretically serve as another web networking tool: like Friendster, but with BUGS.

So if you want an invitation, let me know and I’ll drop you an egg. First come first serve.

Traffic was light on the freeway this morning. In the field the last mist was burning off and there were about eight deer grazing. Traffic was light and then it bunched up and we all had to slam on our brakes and pray no one piled into us. I have some antiskid system on my car, and it stopped well with no screeching tires, but it still took me five kilometers to get most of the other people’s burnt rubber smell out of my cab. I call where I sit in the Dobl