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T-mail transmission:
From: Reynard Fuggs
To: Solace Tenant
Dear Solace,
Serobar, eh? Never been to Basilond (passed close to it once, back around 3000 A.C. or thereabouts) but I spent some time in other parts of Serobar. I didn’t like it, to be honest. Too archaic and stuffy and overloaded with political pomp and ceremony. Everyone was very humorless and spoke in a very formal way. Admittedly, that was a long time ago (a *very* long time, har) and maybe I only happened to see the worst of it.
As for gadgets, I’m currently rather partial to the official Acme Telescoping Object-Retrieval Unit & Bottom Biter, if only for the name. Despite the silly nomenclature, it’s very useful. Basically it’s just a button-activated serrated clamp on the end of a telescoping arm. I once had to use it to retrieve a key that had fallen down a grate.
Sorry to hear about your man troubles. But what do you expect from lowly creatures like us men? Don’t let us get you down. Not one of us is worth a single tear from your eye. :)
Interesting about the T-Net and its similarities with your home reality. My own reality, if you’ll recall, was a lot more primitive, so all this tech is brand new to me…and I have to admit, I love it. It’s all so amazing and time-saving and convenient. It’s gotten to the point where I can’t imagine life without it.
Tell you something good? Hmm…
Now it’s your turn to tell me something good.
—Reynard