-Friday, July 10th, 2020 — +30˚C { With a ‘Humidex’ of +37˚C } / 86˚F —> Felt like 98.6˚F — hot and humid @ 7:30 pm up here where we don’t all live in igloos 😉 – On Emilie’s Birthday 🙂 –
— Today’s Progress report? T.R. couldn’t sign in here – he said whatever idiotic thing was going wrong – the log-in page wanted Draelen and wouldn’t accept anything else? — Well that’s weird…
— But –

– “Raitch” is here and looking around on her own account! –
— Doug says he knew it would be a bad idea to give his daughter her own account. “She has better fashion sense than the rest of us put together – she’ll put us to shame.”
— Looks like he’s right.
— We also gave her husband his own account – but we didn’t click on all the right boxes and he spent an hour trying to contact us to ask why he couldn’t come all the way in to our world here. ( Ooops – sorry guy – ) But I believe that situation has been ameliorated.

– “Raitch at Landsdrop Falls in the early evening.” –
— It doesn’t look like she moved all day – just stood there and gawked? { No, I better not say that, she’ll kill my avatar next time she sees him. } — Yes, we have learned how to ‘park’ our avatars and fly around doing a lot of stuff – then pretty much landing in the spot you took off from three or four hours earlier. and take a ‘selfie’.
— Hey Doug, should we trust her to start blogging with us?
— And Doug’s answer is, “Hit the deck!” as something breakable comes flying at my head from what? 500 miles away? – “Who gave her Psionics?”
— Raitch just smirks.
— Her dad blushes, “I think she was born with them. I don’t know, ya think maybe I was a victim of MK-Ultra mind control a7 Manchurian Candidate training? Then had my memory wiped?”
— { shudder … } “Yeah, maybe they discovered that we were uncontrollable – even under their stupid torture and drug addiction programs…”
— Doug looks at me with a dubious expression { as seen on our video chat channel } as Raitch’s human player comes up behind him spying on us with her iPad in hand.
————— All for now –
~~~~~ Jim