11/04/2005
Mr. Frost popped another banana into his mouth. And then another. After a while, he gathered enough strength to free himself of the half-melted ice. He may have been frozen for five hundred years, and very, very hungry, but he remembered what he was doing last. There must be at least five tons of vintage banana buried underneath him. It would be at least another ten minutes before the first Mutant Overlord Banana Detection Alert is triggered. Mr. Frost knew nothing of the Mutant Overlords. But itdid occur to him how fascinating it was for a person with his last name to get buried in ice.

The Mutant Overlords takeover of Earth was swift. In the meantime, the narrator was considering two options: Mutant Overlord was clearly too cumbersome -- it was bound to appear many times during the course of the story. He considered a footnote: henceforth referred to as MO, but quickly decided against it. He came to a compromise -- not capitalizing the two words would make it easier to type. And once in a while, he could simply say overlord, but then again, that would smack too much of Arthur C. Clarkes Childhoods End. He suddenly remembered he had work to do. Mr. Frosts demise at the hands of overload Uber-Robots would have to wait till his next tea break.But he gets only two tea breaks a day.