The Reviewatorium

I’m completely drained from this Christ-mas-eve holi-day. Morris is missing and I haven’t slept since the day he ran-away. I’m getting more cloud-headed every minute. This is like nothing I ever expected. Morris is my friend. He left town I guess, and didn’t bother to even say good-bye. I’ve had around-the-clock search-parties out looking for him for at LEAST a week. I refuse to give-up 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Okay, sorry about last night, guys.  I seriously fell asleep and didn’t realize I was mashing the key-board and it made a whole bunch of little lower-case letter-g things.  I hadn’t slept in so long, because of my around-the-clock search for Morris (my dog).  After I removed myself from the key-board, I fell into a much needed power-sleep that seemed to last forever.  I would periodically wake-up in a panic, because Morris’s missingness was messing-up my sleep-dreams.  I also awoke thinking that an alien was in my room staring at me.  It must have been from this dream I was having, where I was approached by an alien that just stood there and stared at me.  We flew to the moon together and he told me his name was “K.O.B.” (pronounced “kay-oh-beee”) In his rocket-ship, he gave me all sorts of wonderful gifts on our fantastic voyage.  He was fairly quiet, and spoke in a calm, mono-tone voice.  When we arrived at the moon, he shouted “RELEASE THE MUTANT”, and then I woke up.  I guess I must have thought he was in my room still.  I was glad to have made friends with K.O.B., but I didn’t know where the whole Mutant-thing was going.  I went back to sleep, but couldn’t pick the dream-signal back up, so I may never know what was going on there at the moon.  Anyways.

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Just a quick-update, guys. I’ve organized a pretty elaborate search-party with the help of all my inter-net fans. Right now, as we speak there is a guy posted at 9-mile and Livernois, and he says he is using a pair of high-powered bi-noculars. 616 Studios (my web-site team) is also stepping-up to the plate and is using all sorts of technology to help me. In fact Bosco (he’s kind of like their leader) was out today following all of the leads we got, and questioned a few people. One lead in particular I would like to talk about. I recieved this e-mail yesterday evening:

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Ok, I don’t want to type about it again. If you don’t know what’s going on I NEED you help. Read THIS–> http://www.howardtuttleman.com/wordpress/?p=130
It’s my post from earlier in the search-night.

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This is BY FAR the most important thing I’ve ever written in my LIFE. I just came home from a long day of running errands for mom and dad and Morris (my dog) isn’t here. This isn’t what I was talking about yesterday where we were pretending each-other weren’t there because we were arguing. I mean he’s REALLY NOT HERE. I feel so sick-inside you would not imagine. I’m cloudy-headed. I’m trying to put these pieces together in my head, but it’s so hard for me. I’m so fired-up with so many emotions I can’t control. I’m going to look for him again. Mom and Dad aren’t home, but they left a note. It says bla, bla, bla, we are going out to eat and to a movie, bla, bla, dinner is in the fridge, bla, and NOTHING about Morris. Maybe he went with them. I’m sure that’s it. A little unusual, but totally plausible. They probably noticed how sad he was from our fight the other-day and decided he needed to be cheered-up. I know for a fact that it WON’T cheer him up, but at least I know where he is now. But his leash is here. And his collar. They must have given him a bath. That’s the only explaination for that. So yeah, they cleaned him up and he’s out to dinner and some stupid-movie with my parents. That doesn’t sound right. Morris doesn’t like going to the movies. At least every-time I’ve taken him there, he has made such a ruckus that he gives-away his position to the ushers and we get ejected because of him. Well, he’s probably somewhere around the house hiding from me because he’s still being a BABY about our fight the other-day. Yeah, I just said that out-loud. Quit hiding, Morris! You are stupid! I’m going to find you and wrestle you to the ground! I said that even louder. Hold on. I’m going to find him. I’m going to look in all of our favorite hiding-spots.

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