Shiny Hare in Collagesity…

… but for how long? I can’t see it staying. What does that mean for the future of the town, though, if I removed it. Spongeberg has found its weak spot at Head-of-Stream, now unprotected due to prim trims. Shiny Hare was inserted into the village to pacify the same. Maybe I should send Baker Bloch over to Carrcassonnee for possible aid.

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Carr.:

Greetings baker b. How was your beach trip? I heard it was superb — wait for it — *weather* har har har.

bb:

Yeah, the weather was great. Me… not so great, at least the 4th day.

Carr.:

4th, for you, is always bad. You are removed from your comfort zone. You are removed, kind of, from your blog. From Carrcassonnee. From Collagesity, I mean there meant. And then me, Carrcassonnee. And Spider. You missed Spider didn’t you?

bb (turning to Spider):

Of course.

Carr.:

But I hear you are about to produce books. The continent of Corsica is first.

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Carr.:

There, that’s better! I can see you now with my gigantic orb, hee hee.

bb:

About the books…

Carr.:

Yes?

bb:

Yes, Corsica will be first. I’m not sure if anyone will understand these books, which, after all, constitute my interaction with these continents as recorded in the blog, and…

Carr.:

They’re not travel guides. Did I tell you I’m going to get up and start moving around Collagesity sometimes? My Dr. — Blood; you may know him — recommends it. Says a totally sedentary life is bad for the old bones, which I don’t have any of. But he made his point. I’ll turn into goo eventually, he reinforces. By the other day — you may know of his wife Wanda. Or is it Linda? Gerta?

bb:

What did he look like?

Carr.:

Metallic. Not green. Exterior beating heart. Pointed head. Had a cat assistant who preferred to stay hidden or not present. Might be the same as your Shiny Hare — dunno. What say you Spider? Is Dr. Blood’s cat Shiny Hare way up there hidden in the air? (Spider does not answer) Anyway, he was here, he gave recommendations, he left. Said he was making his rounds. Was in the area anyway. Asked if there was any other citizens of the community to examine while he was here. What was I suppose to tell him, baker b.?

bb:

What did you tell him?

Carr.:

I told him about Spongeberg. And your father [Space Ghost]. And Bracket, but I said Bracket was dead and a ghost now. No examining needed there, ha ha.

bb:

That was just a shame. And it brings back the point about the Corsica book. I’m doing this partly for Bracket. He was a native, after all, and was poised to write the history book himself upon his return. But he couldn’t return.

Carr.:

How about that bastard Cardboard Diesel Rose, his sidekick for a while in old VWX Town?

bb:

Cardboard Derek Jones[ you mean]?

Carr.:

The flat fellow. One of the flat fellows. The monkey in a [space] suit.

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Just then, on cue, Cardboard Derek Jones comes to the door of Carrcassonnee’s gazebo, his presence an automatic request for an audience with the great olive being. I don’t know if CDJ was eavesdroping or it was all coincidence, but he was here now, and I left the two to talk together, perhaps get to know each other better, even. I went around town trying to figure out other stuff I could delete to make room for the Shiny Hare tower. I really wanted to keep it. Soon I was up in Collagesity Heights, eyeing the Church of the Red Doors and its 36 prims. Hungrily.