Month: September 2015

I got Cousteau’s goodbye letter in the mail today.

The Bug-Off competition was held today, but I played much too late to participate. But the judge, Nat, told me that Alfonso was today’s winner, with a 59-point mantis.

I went by the spot where Cousteau lived. One good thing about him leaving is that I can finally fix my path back. His house was kind of in the way.

I went to the Roost to check out some live music. I asked K.K. for a sad song, and he performed Two Days Ago.

Broccolo was still sick, so I took him some more medicine.

Kitt asked me to make a delivery to Bunnie, so I took the gift (a shirt) to her. When I returned to Kitt, she rewarded me with a clackercart. But maybe her kid would enjoy this more than I would…

I had a chat with Booker at the gate, and he told me that Nat was in town (which I already knew, of course). But the interesting this is that he referred to Nat as the “bug master.”

As I started up the game this evening, I noticed that the grass color has changed since I last played. I’ve always liked this shade of green.

Near town hall, Alfonso was telling me about the Bug-Off coming up on Saturday. He said that he prepares for it by eating lots of sponge cake. That way, he’ll smell so sweet that the bugs just throw themselves into his net. Yeah, good luck with that.

Cousteau was all packed up and ready to go on an undersea adventure. Good luck in your new pad.

Poor Broccolo wasn’t feeling well today; apparently he caught a cold.

I went to Nook’s and bought some medicine for him. Get well soon, little guy!

I visited Friga tonight, and she was telling me about her wonderful life.

Outside, Cousteau told me he decided to move out of town. I didn’t try to stop him. He actually wasn’t as bad as I thought he would be, but still, I’m not going to force him to stick around.

I headed to the Roost to check out some live music. I asked K.K. for a random song and he performed K.K. Love Song for me.

After the show, I saw Kitt by the waterfall. She told me that Friga wanted her to get a pet scorpion! I guess she doesn’t understand that Friga was playing a mean prank on her! Friga has a heart of ice.

Speaking of Friga, Broccolo asked me to make a delivery to her. It was a dirt-clod wall (ha!). When I returned to Broccolo to tell him the delivery was complete, he gave me a chess piece in return. He said nothing screams “Mr. J” like a black pawn. I’m not sure what to think of that statement…