WTFH

Oh look, notes. Many notes. Apparently the island was weird this weekend. I'd say I didn't notice, but I turned back from being a tooka just in time to be chased down by a Jedi Master who's been dead for three-thousand years, so...

( Actually Long Enough To Warrant A Cut Radio! )

You know, I was actually kind of disappointed all those flowers were gone this morning on my way to the radio station? Then again, my dog no longer has natural camoflage anymore, so that's a plus. Good morning, Fandom. This is Kanan Jarrus, and here's the news.

Which all happened in town, once again to my eternal relief. We'll get the businesses out of the way first; everything was rainbows both at Luke's for my shift and at The Magic Box for Anders', though Anders got a bonus visit from Dante to go with them. They talked about whether Anders was going to stop by the picnic in time to see Dante on stage with the band. And then Magnus rushed in stopped by to ask what was up with the rainbows and whether the Magic Box sold food. You missed out on a golden opportunity to eat rainbow pancakes, Magnus. Swing by Luke's sometime. We do have food.

Being a restaurant and all.

Looks like everything else we have this weekend is the Pride Picnic, which was a little bit like a carnival of rainbows with bonus free birth control. I can appreciate that. There was the requisite mingling, where, after a quick dip in Kathy's cleavage - sigh - Dante surfaced with a friendship bracelet. That was not where I was afraid this note would go, and I'm thankful for that.

Being a picnic, there was food, supplied by Dr. Lecter, naturally. Leto was impressed by how much Earth food can be turned into rainbows - I know that feeling - though Dr. Lecter lamented the difficulty of finding anything naturally blue around this planet. Don't get me started. Your milk is weird. Liam found his attention grabbed by the edible glitter, but he stuck around to chat with Dr. Lecter about Liam's past credentials as law enforcement back where he's from.

There were games, like a ball pit that my dog almost dragged me into, and a kraken slide that Kathy skinned her butt on. Aren't you glad the whole island knows this now, Kathy? And there were booths, occupied by Fandom folk. Sparkle was selling flags for charity, and he chatted a little about the meanings of them with Lucille before she offered to make a donation. Tony was surprised that Sparkle wasn't selling clothing, but Sparkle pointed out that clothes are a little expensive for someone who is supplying the merchandise out of pocket for the charity booth. Somehow this conversation turned to Tony blowing up a kitchen with pie, and that's a story I'd love to hear someday. Peter had a booth selling flowers for charity as well, following Sparkle's lead. Tough luck about the island supplying those already, Peter. Bet you really couldn't see that coming. And finally, Kathy was at the Dite's booth with free pamphlets and condoms, as well as friendship bracelets - in plastic containers, not in her cleavage - and hair wraps. I was wondering about those. Sparkle swung by to rainbow flag knight her into some manner of sex nobility, Anders was charged four kisses for a hair wrap, and Eliot swung by to have Kathy tell him that nobody had stopped by her booth for sex advice. You have no idea how relieved I, as the guy reading these notes, am to hear that.

Finally, there was the stage, where Dante played a Lady Gaga cover on his guitar - none of these words mean anything to me - until Jono showed up so they could start covering Queen, with Dante on vocals. Kathy stopped by to heckle, which meant that Dante was dragging her up onto the stage to do a rendition of Somebody to Love, which the squirrels assure me was fabulous.

And that looks like all the notes, just in time for me to grab some caf before running off to class. So, take care, Fandom. Until next week.

Ah, even on break week, there's always the news. Good morning, Fandom. This is Kanan Jarrus with all the notes the squirrels bothered to grab for me from in town. Maybe they're actually starting to pay attention when I tell them no stuff from the dorms.

Or possibly they just dropped that note on the way to the station and were too drunk to find it in the bushes. Either way, I'll take it.

In any case, the day's notes seem to start in the morning, with Octavia was out and about the streets of town, frowning into the window of the comic book shop. Don't much care for the brain rot, huh? Jalian passed her by and noticed that she was new, which led to an explanation of shops and why there were things in display in the window. Liam noticed here looking in the window and introduced himself, and then gave her a crash course on Bitterwoman. I might need one of those, too. I'm seeing merch about her everywhere and I have questions. Tony noted that she looked new - Octavia, not Bitterwoman - and talked a little about being from a place with disappointing aliens. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm the only one from a place where it's mostly the humans who are no-good backstabbing bigoted sleemos. And Anne, trying to be helpful, stopped to tell Octavia that the place probably wasn't open on Sundays.

Over at the Boards, Hannibal opened the place for band rehearsal while Jono got himself ready for their vacation. Dante swung by with his guitar and chatted with Doc Lecter for a while about their plans for over break week. While I was ignoring the kitchen staff at Lukes while they attempted stupid acrobatic tricks with pancakes, Summer swung by with her suitcase to order a milkshake and chat with me about the way things are at home. She'll be back. Sparkle was dancing with a mannequin to pass the time at Demon Marcus when Anne showed up looking for some help getting new summertime clothes. Seems like a lot of people just don't know what to do with hot weather like this. And at Caritas, Atton was once again having trouble getting Tino to leave him the hell alone. Should have just stuffed him in the maintenance closet again this week, Atton. That seems to be working out better for you.

And that's all the notes the squirrels bothered to bring, so until next week, Fandom. Try not to blow up the island during the break or anything, alright?

Hey, Fandom. Kanan here with all the notes the squirrels bothered to take, which will probably take me all of three minutes to read. And of course they get me to read them on the day I have to teach, so I can't even share that rum with them.

*Chittering*

No, Hera would kill me. Give me those notes so I can finish wrestling with the caf maker and get a decent dose of something with that other kind of kick before I have to put up with Chopper.

Huh. Looks like it's all town again this week, which suits me fine. At Luke's, I brought my dog with me to work. Because sometimes you just have to take your dog to work. In a diner. He stayed out of the kitchen, anyway. Summer stopped by and met Stance, then asked me a very important question about the wildlife from my home galaxy. Sparkle was at Demon Marcus putting out what the squirrels assure me is a pretty horrifying display of furry coats, and got a visit from Jughead, who was looking for some new clothes, and Hera, who I suspect was looking to get out of the apartment before she killed me, but was also looking for new clothes. Multitasking.

Jono had beer over at the Boards for rehearsal and a potential open mic. Looks like the rehearsal part was popular, at least, with Dante showing up to drink beer, ask personal questions, and speculate about how alcohol plays with fire - generally the good stuff just makes more fire. You're welcome. Dr. Lecter was there partly because he's part of the band, and partly to support his husband with promises of a vacation. Hey, a vacation doesn't sound half bad, I need to look into taking one of those, especially after last week. Peebee, the newest member of the band, showed up to play a little on the piano, which prompted introductions from Dr. Lecter and a demonstration of the theremin, and a conversation with Dante about instruments and bands she might want to try.

Finally, last but not least, at Caritas, Atton was having one of those weird days of the week where you can't really get a handle on which day of the week it is. My sympathies, man. It's Monday.

And on that note, I'm out of here. Gonna caffeinate before class. Jarrus, out.

Fandom, hey! Kanan Jarrus here with yet another tiny stack of notes to nip all of your gossipy needs right in the bud.

Or however that saying works.

Anyway, the squirrels' notes were all in town again yesterday, something I'm always grateful for. Sparkle was watching something about cars on YouTube over at Demon Marcus and getting basically nothing done in the process. At Lukes the cook found a crate of something called Peeps in the freezer, and those things are going to haunt my dreams forever. Summer stopped by to sample the pancakes, and we had a chat about what we've been up to this past week. And over at the Boards, Jono opened the place for a band rehearsal and an open mic, but mostly just wound up chatting with Dr. Lecter about - and I'm quoting the squirrel here - 'his best Google Translate Danish' and strawberries.

And that's all the squirrels had to say this week, so this is Kanan, signing off.