Having braved various traps and snares, dead ends, attitude-laden bouncers, and water slides, the Goonies and I finally reached the fabled pirate ship deep beneath the Goondocks; but no sooner did we discover the treasure than Ma Fratelli and her gang arrived to make us walk the plank. Not even the massively clawed Creature from the Black Lagoon dares raise a hand against the fearsome Ma, so it looks like we will be getting wet again, while the Fratellis make off with the pirate treasure. Or will they … ?
Having spent an indeterminate amount of time inside the bizarre world of the iPhone, I am not sure how long I’ve been gone from the University. Certainly it was long enough for everyone to depart Bushwood, because all my colleagues are gone and I am unable to find a ride back to campus. But, being a vizsla dog, I relish the opportunity to get a little exercise. Let the walkies begin!