[Wonderful Labs] The Battle of Mist and Wonder

[Wonderful Labs]

Dearest Readers,

	GREETINGS FROM LUSITANIA-STREWN POTRZEBIE!

	Callooh! Callay!  Mister Wonderful here, still enjoying my forced
vacation in the spy-holes and ivory igloos of this island nation that
circles the Earth like a puissant hula-hoop.  

	NEWS: I received an alarming smoke signal from Miss Yakamoto back at
the Labs indicating that the Wonderful Labs computer cannot be repaired
for at least another week.  Seems they're having trouble finding a
qualified exorcist.  In further Disturbance in the Force news, she says
that if I insist on remaining at the Mesozoic Motel until then, she has
no choice but to attend the "Matrix: Reloaded" premiere with Sven the
Argentine Hamster Wrangler.  What a pain in the data plug.

	RUMOUR: My chaotic companions continue to concoct Corsican confidence
schemes.  Mister Dark wants to sell "Maps to the SARS Homes."  Mister
Malice wants to kidnap George W. Bush and replace him with Mister
Monkey.  Mister Monkey wants to kidnap Pope John Paul II and replace him
with Folgers Crystals.

	AMAZING FACT: While Potrzebie is technically a Constitutional
Democracy, the Parliament on Haunted Hill remains empty.  As James
Gleick never tires of reminding us, this lack of leadership has not
resulted in a lack of order.  It has resulted, as it will in all
societies of groovy hoopiness, in a funocracy.  

	WASHED UP ON SHORE IN A GREEN GLASS BOTTLE MARKED "WONDERFUL":

>Hey W.,

>How come Asian counties are called "Far East" 
>instead of "Far West"?

>Globally,
>Car T. Ographer
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Dear Marco "Polo!" Marco "Polo!",

	Because rare are the folk who want raw tuna and seaweed on their Bacon
Western Cheeseburgers.


	

Yours with happy noodles and eggroll,
Mister Wonderful


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Mister Wonderful Recommends:  Defeating the Comet Empire!  We only have
a limited amount of time before something vague happens!  Don't you get
it?  Risk *is* our business!  No, really.  Mister Wonderful doesn't just
like science; he's doing something about it.  Thanks to an astute
reader, we now have another actual piece of NASA equipment carrying the
fictional smarm virus out to the galaxy.  I know it seems like a joke
that they would name a comet probe "Deep Impact," but I'm assured that
it's genuine.  And you know that if I had made it up, it would have been
"Deeper Impact: The Probe That Knows Where To Find *It*"

http://deepimpact1.jpl.nasa.gov/sendyourname/certificate.cfm?CertNum=7790&CertName=Mister_Wonderful

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	where waves in my blood crash violent tone"

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		"Walk In Cold"

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