Hello fellow space sailors! Life on the other side has been mightly fine as of late. The fashonistas at the office next door gave us a box of last years designer tees and we have been running around our cushy Soho digs pretending to be Bianca Trump and Vin Diesel in that one movie. I can't remember what it is called but you know, it is that film about the kids and the magic tree. Anyways, to break up our daily routine with a little office hijinx, I replaced the espresso machine with a large vegan spanikopita and boy was Pam the receptionist filled with acerbic notions! Not to say she didn't get us back (let's just say that it will be a little while before I go the post office again!) but I am at least hoping that everyone had as much fun as I did during the fecal lottery. Anyhoo, it is looking like we will be moving to Sheepshead Bay (in Brooklyn) to a rather large industrial building in the fall. The only downside will, of course, be the sharing it with the Columbian druglords (down the hall) and the evil doctor and his henchman (upstairs).

Have a nice day!

Dwight Trache - Chief Scribe
and Sonic Launderer