Arr, Matey. (That's how I'd say hi if I were a pirate.)

Life here is the same as it ever was. Every morning, I have to wax the chicken coop before I can eat breakfast. Usually, I have a big plate of boiled cabbage with a side of arugula, and wash it down with a glass of squeezings.

You'll never guess what my buddy Chip Vasquez showed me after school today. He had this magazine that he said his dad keeps hidden under a mattress, and he totally stole it. So, he opens the magazine and there's this big fold-out poster in the middle, and... The poster was this big list of instructions for arranging model robots. I don't know why you'd hide a magazine like that, and I'm not sure why I was so disappointed. Go fig.

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