Fandom Radio, Monday, May 27th
Monday, May 27th, 2019 06:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So. Uh. Fandom? Hey. This is Kanan Jarrus, and you might or might not have noticed that the water's gone. So, there's the good news for you.
The bad news is that I was attacked by a seven-foot-tall scorpion while I was taking my dog for a walk, so you might want to consider traveling with a weapon. Or a small army. At least for this week. The island seems to be making this a weekly thing.
The squirrels seem to be a little skittish today - apparently a few of them almost became a tasty snack this morning - but they did bring me the notes, so I guess I'll acknowledge their bravery and read them, hm?
Over at the school - I'm afraid to see what's happened to the school, I noticed the wall there - Lana had some swimming books in the library. Which, for the record, was dry, but that didn't stop the books from trying to brush up on their backstroke on the floor, I guess.
Wayne was on the deck in the dorms, just enjoying a lazy afternoon with a coffee and a smoke. I get the feeling that this week might not be so great for that.
In town, Seivarden turned back from being a cat, and was... well, not promptly shooed out by Amaya, but it might have been strongly hinted at that her welcome had grown at least a little bit stale. Politely. Owen, meanwhile, was a little bit stymied by all the water at the Bookbelt, but fortunately Nina was there for a second week in a row to show him how to get in for his shift.
And that's all the notes the squirrels swam to write, or all the notes that survived the water damage, or maybe all the notes the squirrels weren't eaten before they could deliver, I'm not sure which, so I'm going to... just go and try to figure out where I'm holding my class today, I guess.
Wish me luck, Fandom. And remember. Weapons and the buddy system, okay?
The bad news is that I was attacked by a seven-foot-tall scorpion while I was taking my dog for a walk, so you might want to consider traveling with a weapon. Or a small army. At least for this week. The island seems to be making this a weekly thing.
The squirrels seem to be a little skittish today - apparently a few of them almost became a tasty snack this morning - but they did bring me the notes, so I guess I'll acknowledge their bravery and read them, hm?
Over at the school - I'm afraid to see what's happened to the school, I noticed the wall there - Lana had some swimming books in the library. Which, for the record, was dry, but that didn't stop the books from trying to brush up on their backstroke on the floor, I guess.
Wayne was on the deck in the dorms, just enjoying a lazy afternoon with a coffee and a smoke. I get the feeling that this week might not be so great for that.
In town, Seivarden turned back from being a cat, and was... well, not promptly shooed out by Amaya, but it might have been strongly hinted at that her welcome had grown at least a little bit stale. Politely. Owen, meanwhile, was a little bit stymied by all the water at the Bookbelt, but fortunately Nina was there for a second week in a row to show him how to get in for his shift.
And that's all the notes the squirrels swam to write, or all the notes that survived the water damage, or maybe all the notes the squirrels weren't eaten before they could deliver, I'm not sure which, so I'm going to... just go and try to figure out where I'm holding my class today, I guess.
Wish me luck, Fandom. And remember. Weapons and the buddy system, okay?