Leonard Nimoy informs me that the gillmen have changed into podfish and pretty soon their environment will have to change as well.
As I adjust their environment I can’t help but notice their legs have grown considerably and they now use them as their primary mode of transportation; time to feed them a caterpillar.
Studmuffin informs me that today is Mark Twain’s birthday. Studmuffin says he wants to make a baby and then hovers over Poseidon and connects his antennae to him. It appears that he’s transferring something to Poseidon via the antennae. Studmuffin then dies abruptly.
Poseidon questions me like a psychiatrist out of the blue, about nothing really, just wondering how I am. He’s also asking questions about computers today. After about five he lets me know that he’s done with that subject and I take it he’s done for the day so I leave as well.