Well, that about wraps it up for the under one crowd. Sorry to have left you in the dust, but we have things to accomplish, my shipmate and I. Today Vaughn and I became one. (Well, age-wise, not physically, because that technology hasn't been invented yet.) That's right, true-believers. This mission has eaten up a year of our lives so far, and we have no intention of slowing down. Each day we progress, we get faster, smarter and exponentially more good looking. You can't stop our uniqueness. Why would you even try? Just stand back and let us roll on through. Here's to the dawn of the age of supermodel/astronaut/presidents!
