The deafening silence:

It is way too quiet out there. It is eerily quiet in fact. It seems that we are all holding our breaths, waiting for some historic event to unfold. I hope something happens soon. I want my public instance back. I wonder who is in charge of Bahro affairs.

For me it has been a busy time but a chance encounter the other day solved my new age problems. No not “new age man” but a way around that that “Age Manager”. Now I have access to newly written books. I haven’t been anywhere yet. - Too busy at home to do anything but eat, work and sleep. I have sample results backing up from Fens that I need to take a look at. I have been popping back every so often to collect samples found on dry land. Being a swamp anything that falls in is never seen again. I’m hoping that the unnamed birds miss their usual target and give me a working sample. Remarkable field of science Poology, it can tell us so much about diet and DNA. Following this procedure developed for testing bustards (Otis tarda) faeces should help me no end. But getting the samples will take time and patience oh and money. Need to get some more patents on the next trip out. I hope these ages are rich with new technologies. Something innocuous but profitable and beneficial to the environment is what is needed. That should refill the coffers.

Taking of patience unlike Tweek the Sandscrit did not want to stop a pose for me. Must have been something I did of or did I smell wrong?
Arr now I remember, that could be it. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that fried chicken. They could be related. Well you never know. See what happens when the DRC or Maintainers aren’t around. People breaking out of the Pods, mind you it was easy. It is only a matter of time before someone looses more than there wallet.