I was born in a little log spaceship about 30 years ago and grew up on a spacerug in front of a spacefireplace. I tilled the spacefields with my spaceoxen and eventually left for spaceschool. There I decided I was going to be a spaceman, and it wasn't until after I spacegraduated that I realized that the spaceworld was a dangerous spaceplace. It was unforgiving, but I grew into enjoying the little spacethings. Currently I make my spacebusiness by flying spaceships and helping spacefriends.