About

I , Nebulon Fry, am on a quest for The Lost Grey Matter. The Matter in question went missing many years ago, not to be seen again. Until recently.
In dirty mirrors such as those found in public bathrooms, I sometimes caught sfumato reflections of him stealing glances at me, laughing. His family troubled themselves to put a picture of him on milk cartons all over the country. However, no one he knew drank milk. And if they had occasionally, perhaps to show their skeptical children the wholesome goodness of it, or maybe to momentarily appease the discomfort of a peptic ulcer, The Lost Grey Matter had long since left the country.