I received Rod’s goodbye letter in the mail tonight. I’ll miss the little guy.
A new “Talking to Myself” message was posted to the bulletin board. Sometimes these things are clever, or present a different way of looking at things, but I can’t say I agree with this one about mobile homes.
Mobile doesn’t really mean small, it means you can take it with you. So yeah, this isn’t the best “Talking to Myself” post I’ve seen. 😛
Wendell was in town, so I caught a fish for him…a sea bass. 😛 He gulped it down, and he seemed to enjoy it.
He gave me a left pattern design, which I already had. But that’s okay, because I didn’t need any patterns anyway. I was just trying to fill Wendell’s hungry belly. 😛
Next, I had a curious conversation with Puddles. She told me she just cut her hair, but she apparently cut her bangs too short. Say what now? She doesn’t even have hair!
I ran into Big Top outside, and he asked if anyone has given me their picture before. I said yes, and he said he hoped it wasn’t Hopper. Oops.
Big Top then gave me his picture! 🙂
At Nookington’s, I noticed two beds upstairs. Is this where Timmy and Tommy sleep?
After making a 15,000 bell mortgage payment at town hall, I returned home to take a look at Big Top’s pic. His favorite quote on the back is “World Domination!”
See you next week! Have a good weekend, everyone!