Dear Diary,
I love the snow. The big snow storm that recently came through Bat-Cave left a blanket of that beautiful white stuff all across our town. Of course, one of my first items of business in the snow was to build a snowman. I set to work immediately at this task upon finding two small snow balls in town. Once I assembled my snowman, I was astonished when it actually started talking to me; it was almost like Frosty the Snowman. The snowman was so pleased with how well proportioned he was, he promised to send me a gift. How nice. Unfortunately for him, it looks as though the weather is clearing and I don’t think the snow will last long.
Well today was the day of the big fishing tourney. I did my best to find the largest fish I could in order to win. My first big catch was a olive flounder measuring just over thirty-six inches. I was able to top with that with a sea bass that measured almost thirty-nine inches. I don’t know if that’s enough to win, but it was enough to take first place and get a nice prize from the beaver; he’s the judge of the contest but I think he’s really only interested in getting free food seeing as how he eats every fish you turn in. Nevertheless, I still have time to find an even bigger fish as the tournament doesn’t end until 6pm tonight, so we’ll see what happens.
One other note for today, we have a new neighbor in town. A koala bear named Yuka has moved into Bat-Cave. She was still settling in when I visited her, so she didn’t have much time to chat, but I look forward to getting to know here better.
Oh, you know those gyroid things I sometimes find scattered throughout town? Well, I discovered that the friendly owl in the coffee shop at the Museum is more than happy to help me store them. I’ve only found a handful of them so far, and although some find their unusual music soothing and enjoyable, I find it annoying; so I’m more than happy to have someone else keep them for me until I decide whether or not I should sell them or auction them off.
Well, that’s all for today, diary. I’ll let you know if I win the fishing tournament. Keep your fingers cross…or, uh, I guess your pages crossed.
