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I woke last night (early this morning?) to a delightfully fierce thunderstorm. The trees shook, the sky rumbled, and all the bats squealed in the attic. I rushed to the East Tower to watch from the balcony and even the gargoyles shuddered.

So arising this morning was difficult, especially since all the creatures were sleeping late. The house was unusually quiet and it seemed much too enticing to stay in bed.

Luckily, there’s Professor Elemental to energize me.

What? You’ve not heard of Professor Elemental? He’s a delightful fellow who made this. I might just make this my morning song to get me giddy for the day ahead:

The Professor has perfected the art form known as Chap Hop. Think about it; is there anything more perfectly suited for me than Chap Hop? Plus, the good Professor lists adventure, invention and a good cuppa as his interests. Know anyone else who lists those as his interests?

I agree, it’s a little spooky. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Mordecai had hired a convincing actor, but I know my brother is off exploring the north and hasn’t been near much for a month.

You can find the Professor on his website: www.professorelemental.com.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, there’s a pot of Oolong calling my name and a flivvervaat that is about to have a litter in the kitchen cupboard.

Not to mention that the beasties are lowing and I hear the distinct sound of dragons sputtering fire.

Oh, Monday. You are  a demon, aren’t you?

Splendid!

It is awfully summer-like in Brooklyn. I am eating habanero ice cream and listening to the beasties low and mumble. Remarkably relaxing Tuesday, my pets.

My weekend trompsing through the woods of Boston was absolutely eye-opening. I shared fruit with a Dire Wolf. I learned that I do not like to hunt badgers, specifically utilizing “old world tactics” and I spent late evenings talking with my dear friend Josiah Whyndbotum. Josiah is always an enjoyable companion. Even in dank woods.

Mordechai is working on the jalopy. It made the trip north but we feared the worst on the way back late last night. A mid-highway break-down is one thing, but a mid-highway break-down with a vehicle full of wet-earth creatures is another. Hard to explain. Not to mention the badger pup Mordechai decided to bring back. It was a noisy trip back to Brooklyn. Charles and Bubo are rather unsettled by this new member of the family.

To be honest, I am as well. A badger baby in the basement is not what I call a good idea. And I’m the brother who tried to raise a dragon clone. So I know from bad ideas.