Wednesday April 8, 2009
Book 11: Massively Parallel
Part I: High Olympus Command


Thurl:Commander, may I have a word with you please?
Thurl:The work of that gentleman's brain, hands, and team will soon be all that stands between us and instant, high-energy death.
Thurl:It would be helpful if he liked not just our money, but also us. You know, as people.
Elf:I want to hit him so hard the carbon cracks.
Thurl:Nice people.