Prog Rock & Jacquess?

I ran into Apollo at Able Sisters yesterday. He informed me that one of the designs was made by someone. You don’t say.

Jacques the bird was at the campsite, camping out and eating a donut. He told me that 100% of Jacquess would rate the campground highly.

I’m just trying to wrap my head around “Jacquess” being the plural of Jacques. 🤔 That just doesn’t look right to me.

Jolly Redd was in town, but unfortunately, he didn’t have any art that I needed. I bought another flowery painting just to have as a future prize.

Today (Thursday), Gulliver was sleeping on the beach. I gathered up his communicator pieces for him, and he’ll send me a gift tomorrow.

Agent S sent me an amusing letter in the mail, telling a story of how she sent a note in class to impress a girl named Debbie. She lied in the note, saying that she hated pop music! 😮

It was a dreary, rainy night. Louie mistook the rain on me for sweat. Silly jock.

I crafted an acorn pochette for Static (you know, because squirrels like acorns). But when I gave it to him in the museum, he didn’t exactly seem thrilled. 😛 He gave me a rotary phone in return.

See you all next time.