Me and Todd and Emily were out in the woods looking for more sticks for our wicked fort and you'll never guess what we saw! Go ahead, guess! Oh, right. Anyway, we saw a dead body. I poked it with a stick, and it turned over, and we all ran and ran. I guess we ought to call the cops, but I figure they'll find him eventually anyway.

My dad's trying to get me into painting iron filings, but I don't see the point. What a weird hobby! I'd rather be raising model ships.