Ooooohhhhhh!

Wow, that was, just amazing! I just got back from the annual spinach contest, and it was brilliant. usually a total of 5,000,000 people. It is really exciting. Lots of people are considering stopping the Olympics and doing the annual Spinach contest instead. The Annual spinach contest is where 10,000,000 people submit designs for spinach monuments. Most of the time the judges can't decide which is the best so they are fired. Then no one can judge the spinach so all the people dump them in the monuent hall of fame. Normally there is so many monuments the hall of fame explodes and everyone gets mad. Then the judges come back and everyone leaves. Then everyone gets ready for the next year.

Maybe next year you can try to go! It really is an oppurtunity you can't miss in Loch Ness Monster. I visit Nadine all the time while I'm there, although she is never too happy when she is at the contest, because she is the top judge and it is tradition that the judges get fired in the first five minutes. She really can't hold onto a job too long. That is all, and try to go to the annual spinach contest. It only happens once a year!

Log Cabin Meltdown

wow, I still don't know exactly what happened because I was definitely flying in the sky, but when I came down I realized I had made a mistake. There was no rice to leave. When I made that discovery I came down with the flu. I asked my friend why, but she left before I could ask. This was a very odd thing for me to understand, until I realized it had all been a dream.

When it was over I woke up and was shot out of a cannon. You might wonder how I knew it was a canon. I knew because when I woke up a man told me "You will be shot out of a cannon". Plus, when I looked down there was this cannon-like object and it had the word cannon on it. So, you see, I was pretty sure it was a cannon.

That wasn't the weirdest part. I found out later that the man who had shot me out of the cannon's name was Fungus O'mallon. Before I could confront him I was shot out of the cannon.

Phenomenalistic birdfeeder pals

well, I was walking down the street and I saw a periscope sticking out of the ground. Before I could do anything some guy came up and said "Is this yours? Because I lost mine a week ago and I haven't found it. Of course, it could be my friend Fungus O'mallan's, but he usually keeps his by his toothbrush. It might be my sister's grandfather's but he lost his in a fight. My Uncle Gunk had one when he was a boy, but he accidentally left it in a rocket. Could it be yours?".

I said "No, you can have it," and walked up the alley. As I left I heard him bang on a shell and yell "Food coloring is for food, not tomato cans!"




**Pay attention to Fungus O'mallon because he is important later**

Who is that? Oh, it is a door knob scout

wow, I just escaped from this vivid dream where I was flying on a steed. Except it wasn't a steed. It was a pineapple. In the dream I was asking the fruit if I could run to the nearest town and stand on the podium. The fruit did not answer, but dropped me in the local garbage dump. I tried to get up, but some rocket-like substance launched me in to the sky. When I looked around I saw a tall marble statue of a toothpick. It was so majestic I almost fell into a container. When I looked up again the statue had vanished and replacing it was a large cathedral that resembled a bazooka tree. At this point I left and stopped at a cheeseburger stand.

I woke up and realized how weird the whole dream was. I tried for several hours to decipher it and came to the obvious conclusion. It was foretelling me I would soon meet a door-knob scout.

Pudding day

I had a bit of a pudding day today. Do you know what that is? I don't either, but I heard a person talking about it the other day. They were saying it was a place where you get corn stalks and sell them to goats. It sounded too complex to me so I left and tried to forget the conversation. I couldn't, as you will soon realize. As I was walking home from school I found out about something else that is directly linked to Pudding day, Papogalatchy. Papogalatchy is the study of pudding. In schools nation wide they introduced it as a world class. My friend Nadine is really good and she is always discussing it.

Well I found out and ran home only to find a sign that said "The tomatoes are gone". I wondered what the significance of this was only to find out there was none and the neighborhood cactus was just playing a joke. Anyway, I have some Papogalatchy homework to do! See Ya!

En Vacance

Yeah, so I went to this ice cream parlor, and they asked me, "so, do you want any more icecream". And I said "No". Then, this one guy from Toulouse comes in and says "Where did my pliers go", and then the ice cream guys dump over my table and my ice cream left. I am mad now. So then I asked, "Well, sir could I have another ice cream, sir". And then he screamed "I will polish them, you ninny". I left after that, actually I was forced to because the ice cream guy shoved a corn cobb stand in my face, looking for the pliers.

Moral of the story: Don't plant carrots in summer, they will turn stewy.

IMPORTANT!

I found a shell.