> > > Oh, and then there was that great description of Arthur feeling like a chrystal bowl that just went "ding".
> >
> > I was always partial to the poem that went something like: (keep in mind that it's been a looong while)
> >
> > "Ode to a lump of green slime that I found under my arm one summer afternoon."
> >
> > Tra "the answer to life, the universe, and everything is..." nio
>
> "Ode to a lump of green puddy I found in my arm pit one mid-summer morning" is they way I remeber it. But Adams rewrote that story so many times (Radio, UK book edition, US edition, TV, abridged audio books, etc.) that we may both be right (or wrong).
>
> Spider-threetoone,two,one,probabilityfactorofone
> toonewehavenormalicy,Irepeatwehavenormalicy.
> Anythingyoustillcan'tcopewithisthereforyourown
> problem-Boy

Okay... that does sound more familiar. As I said, it's been a while.

Tra "Dent, Arthur Dent" nio