I hope your leg has been freshly washed. (My grandmother made me write that.)

Mom kept pestering me to sweep the windows while I was playing Monkey Iron 10 today. I tried to tell her I was in the middle of a boss fight, but she made me do it anyway. She said "For the want of a nail, nothing gained." I have no idea what she's talking about when she says stuff like that. Sometimes I wonder if I'm adopted.

Yesterday we went exploring in the haunted factory over by Old Man Rodriquez's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat glass protractor before we left.

Another!