Thoughts during bacon dinner

I have mentally and morally prepared myself for Friday’s transmission, but now that I’m ready to send, I suddenly realize that have no idea what to say. And hopefully future ships are loaded with highly advanced radio sensors and are constantly scanning any and all frequencies for anything interesting. And hopefully Maxim Akihiko Broussad’s ship is one of those ships. And hopefully the humanoid fish named Spegg hasn’t screwed up all those highly advanced radio sensors along with whatever else he destroyed. And if all of that is true and good, what kind of transmission could possibly be interesting enough to capture the good captain’s attention?

Hrm… more bacon.

On a completely unrelated note, the phrase “more bacon” has a delightful ring to it.