Jeff's ACWW Blog

Tonight, Rhonda suggested that we should have a competition to see who could catch a cricket first. Unbeknownst to her, I had just caught one moments earlier. So I immediately told her I already had a bug. She was surprised, but she rewarded me with 510 bells for winning the competition.

There was a new Message of the Week on the bulletin board…and it’s about squatting.

Joey was out looking for fossils, but he said it wasn’t for the money. He was doing it for true love, he claimed.

Big Top was still sick (of course), so I gave him some more medicine. Apparently, he’s learned how to fly!

Crazy Redd was in town, and I bought a nice painting he had for sale. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a counterfeit.

On a brighter note, there was a meteor shower tonight. I took the time to wish on a shooting star.

Big Top was still sick tonight, so I gave him some medicine once again. Get well soon, big guy.

A new “Talking to Myself” message on the bulletin board was rather interesting. The author said her sister has been going to hotels lately, so she followed her. Apparently the sister was going for the free buffet!

Baabara and Rhonda had a big argument nearby, and the conversation left Rhonda steaming mad. Baabara tends to have that effect on people. But when I spoke to Rhonda, she said she was mad at me! I didn’t even do anything this time!

But she then admitted it wasn’t about me. As if I didn’t know already.

It’s Saturday night, so I headed down to The Roost to get a new song from K.K. Slider. I let the singing dog pick the song, and he performed Only Me for…only me. Brewster doesn’t count. 😛

After selling a couple of fossils I dug up, I went over to town hall. I made a 20,000 mortgage payment. I then returned home, put my new song in my stereo, and ended my game for the night. See you next time!

Big Top is the latest villager to come down with a cold. He proved to be surprisingly athletic when I gave him some medicine.

Crazy Redd was in town, as he is each Tuesday in Forest, and I went in to see what he had for sale. I bought a warm painting from him for 3,920 bells. It turned out to be an authentic piece of art, so I donated it to the museum.

Blathers had some new things to say about his fieldwork. He’s not sure he’s up to it any more, despite still being in his 20s. Wait, what? I certainly wasn’t expecting to hear that!

But he continued, telling me that his shovel recently hit something very hard in the ground. He got excited, thinking it was a fossil, but it was actually a time capsule!

Inside, he found two letters. The first one said “I want to own a shop so big that I can stock anything I want!” He implied that it was written by a child…a young Tom Nook perhaps?

The other letter said “Even if it’s small, I want to own a pretty shop.” It also seemed to be written by a child. Mable or Sable maybe? Anyway, Blathers then put the letters back in the time capsule and re-buried it.

A new “Message of the Week” was posted to the bulletin board, and it warned people to flee from strangers and their candy. That kind of defeats the purpose of Halloween, doesn’t it?

Rhonda was all packed up and ready to move out of town, but I decided to ask her to stay. I might not do the same next time, but for now, I didn’t want her moving away just yet.