NO NET!

We are lost deep in the jungles of Incommunicado, going on five days now without an internet connection. This message is being written on the belly of a shaved white mouse, which will then travel as a pet. I am smuggling these words out with the help of the mouse's owner, an itinerant gypsy orthodontist who prefers to remain anonymous. I am praying that it will reach civilization and those I hold so dear.

Five days! Five unholy days without the net! I suspect a plot -- the first blow, no doubt,