Letters to Myself

Here's a scientific development of some interest: what's being described as a "Tornado in a Can." An amusing device, useful for rendering anything dumped inside to parts small enough to challenge the lab monkeys in the local CSI.

When Vortex demonstrated the Windhexe at Polifka's farm a couple of years ago, he entertained a clutch of feature reporters by dumping cookies, diapers and a dead bird into it, all of which emerged as fine powders.

Well, sure. But what kind of cookies were they? Ginger snaps? Oreos? Mallomars?

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