Good morning Eggheads, Neophytes and Ceramic-Skepticalitists.
I have reemerged from deep dreamstate back into the world of reality because sensors strongly suggested that I do so or face certain calamity. Having been extensively trained for such events early into my assignment, plus my accumulative experience in carrying out the mission countless numerical units, I had no trouble re-creating the response sequence that included re-positioning my bodily structure into vertical mode and accelerating in the direction of the facility maintenance department, where upon my arrival I promptly selected the primary target, tugged on the biofluid pressure release lever thereby releasing said biofluid into the conveniently placed porcelain furniture designed for temporary accumulation and subsequent redistribution of said biofluid to a point outside the realm of my authority. After the follow-up sanitary protocol I was free to resume my other duties.
I moved quickly into the food preparation area where I located the refrigeration unit and partially removed the frontal partition sufficiently to observe the performance of the illuminator contained therein. It was working properly so I discontinuated my task at that point and moved in the direction of the external viewing portal.
My initial observation reflected the absence of any activity in and about the Coop, the probable source of any intrusions. But I also noticed that Deputy Larry Ropa was not in his customary position but instead had moved over by the Girls. I didn't ask but it could well have been for the purpose of checking out the equipment, or perhaps repositioning himself so as to be able to better observe the upper structure of the Coop where an intruder had recently laid waste to items stored above the Coop's refrigeration unit, and where a highly stickyfied trap lay in wait for the next intrusion. Assured that all was under control I left Ropa to his own methods of insuring security. Of course Rodney Dangerbird was oblivious to all of this due to his current state of suspended statufication.
I moved on to the communications center where I could instantly tell that reporting activity was at a minimum, the most recent report being from Chef Arnoldi, at least 1/24th of a lunar rotation before I arrived. However, logs indicated that there are 2 Members and 73 Guests currently on board. Apparently they are content with themselves to remain in quiet mode. Fine with me. I shall return to the recharging station.
Say goodnight Leroy.
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