Oooh, those kind of shots.

Hello all, it has been a while since my last report. I spent ten days on Cape Cod. I will be updating you later on that. I just wanted to let you know that I had my doctors appointment today. If you are paying attention, last time I was promised shots and I was getting ready. Dad was my designated driver and I was ready to party. Then the ladies came in and they shoved needles in my legs, three times! This is a shot?! I don't like this type of shot.

Fortunately I have been reading up on my Nietzsche and I do know that what doesn't kill me only makes me stronger. I am strong. I stopped crying by the time I hit the waiting room. Now it is time for a nap. Later I will let you know about my Cape trip.

Peace.

My Training Week

First I apologize for the delay in keeping you updated in my every move. We left off last time after I went to the zoo with Nanna Jean and Poppa Ted. I learned a lot at that particular trip. As a superhero I thought that I had cornered the market on super-powers. I am able to compost stuff like a champ. I can also squirm my way out of a lot of various situations. At the zoo I learned that there are a lot of animals with cool powers.

The giraffe can reach things really tall. The monkey can fling poo. The sloth can look ridiculously cute. Upon realizing this I decided to spend some time refining my skills and learning from others.

To do this I had to take a journey. Thus the lack of blogging. I went to the Dagoba System to meet a jedi named Yoda. I was told that he could teach me the way of the force. He did. I am awesome. It was tiring.
It was pretty rewarding however. I learned a lot of cool things, like how to lift x-wing fighters out of a bog, and how to fight a floaty laser thingie with a sword.

I decided to go back to the zoo to see how I would fare against the animals this time. This time I took Nanna Reed and Aunt Cathy.

We looked at a lot of animals. I was skeptical that I could take Ramses the lion after I saw this sign:

So I decided not to fight him (today). After looking at the animals I have decided that my powers (although not infinite) are enough for now. I will continue to train and improve, so don't be afraid. The worm will prevail. Monkey, I am looking at you.

Super Heroes Come from Super Grandparents

Even superheroes have grandparents. In fact most superheroes have super grandparents from whom they have inherited their special crime fighting skills. This is certainly the case with my three grandparents--Nana Dianne, Nana Jean, and Poppa "Bear" Ted--and one great grandmother--Mimi. From Nana Dianne, I have inherited a love of walking (cardio is vital to any superhero's fitness routine) and an almost supernatural ability to bake tasty things (great for distracting enemies--for one can't even think about evil and injustice whilst eating one of her tasty morsels). From Nana Jean, I have inherited a love of travel (while most superheros think about saving just their city--Batman, I'm talking to you--I have ambitions to save the whole world!) and a deep affection for all my fellow creatures,even the slimy ones (for isn't a worm just a kitten without fur or legs?). As for Poppa Ted, I have inherited a vivid imagination (there hasn't been a super villain yet that can out imagine me) and the ability to weave a great yarn (I even laugh, or rather smile, at my own stories like Poppa Ted). And from Mimi, I have inherited my ability to see the good in almost anyone (an important trait in my line of work for without believing that goodness resides in most people one might be brought down my life's injustice).

Recently Nana Jean and Poppa Ted came to visit me and take me on an outing. Anything that allows me to interact with the public and forget about the evil lurking just below the surface of the social order makes me happy. But where to go? We decided upon Roger Williams Zoo. It is a great place to interact with all sorts of animals each bestowed with their own special powers just like us here at the Menagerie.

On the way there Poppa Ted and I sat in the back seat. Although a little squished, Poppa Ted sacrificed his own comfort in order to fulfill the crucial role of the Binky Giver (sorry Nana Dianne. . . the Binky's power was too much for us all). When we got there I was so comforted that I felt a bit sleepy. In fact, I was so sleepy that I sleep through most of the zoo. Mom tells me that we saw all sorts of cool animals like elephants, giraffes, and tortoises. They even have a binturong like they do at Capron Park! Although, I totally needed the rest (it was a really busy night of crime fighting--I don't think I slept more than three hours the whole night), I am a bit disappointed that I didn't get to talk to some of these amazing creatures. Talking shop is how we crime fighters sharpen our skills.

But despite my disappointment at missing such an important opportunity to swap crime fighting tips with my peers, it was wonderful to spend the day with my grandparents. It is hard to live so far away from them but the distance makes it all the more special when I finally do get to see them.