Thanks, T. Gorry!

We took your advice and bent the envelope a lot...mostly because the stamp told us not to. (Reverse psychology of the bubble wrap kind?) Then, we opened it.

If this "Gorry" person is still alive (Angel says it's a totally creeptacular name, by the way), I hope he or she or it isn't offended that Pruitt never got this package. (Whoops.)

There was a credit card inside. Us bird kids are seriously low on cash, so I wonder if it still works. We're gonna have Nudge and Angel work their respective magic on this one. We'll keep you posted...from jail or otherwise.

There was also this:



We've seen this before. Not impressed, merely more weirded out. But this is new for sure:



I didn't even know people still MADE these tapes anymore. (Hello! DVDs!) But when I looked at the date and then saw Jeb's name on there, I started getting a headache. Felt dizzy. Wanted to hurl my guts out. ...The exact same thing my chip does to me, only this was because of him.

Since this laptop only plays DVDs, we need to find one of those antiquated VHS player...thingies. Or, perhaps Ig can fashion one from a dog collar, a pair of combat boots, and a lunch box.

-Max

Signed, Sealed, Delivered

...and still CREEPTACULAR!

Nudge's word has so many levels of application.

Creeptacular.

Ig here.

:)

Remember the file room Gazzy and I were snooping around in at school?

Looky what we got from Itex:



I can't see it, but I was told what's on it, and that's enough for me!

Ig

P.S. "Creeptacular" means "WAY way really darn creepy." It's a Nudge vocab word - a combination of creepy and spectacular. Use it in a sentence today.

Exhibit B: Flying Soup!

Exhibit A: Weirdos-R-Us

We're in some serious hyper speed running-away-from-the-bad-guys mode, so the next few posts are literally going to be "on the fly."

I guess that happens when a flock of bird kids break into your office complex and escape with contraband. (Some plan, eh?)

If you read the blog entries found in the back of our first book (thanks, publisher dudes), you'll know why this business card we found is freaky stuff:


Institute for Higher Aeronautics + Itex = THE HECK?!

More to come...

Hacked again!

I can't even leave you alone for five seconds, can I, blog?

We need to move our info about Itex and The Institute, The School, and the secret location of my Ovaltine jar collection onto a more secure server. Passwords, high encryption, and a giant pad lock! First Wolf Boy, then Erasers.

Ari's kind enough in a dumb way to at least hack his way into something small. Little to no damage and something he knew Nudge could fix quickly. Why? Cause he was HUMAN first. He just wanted to taunt us. It was a power move.

Erasers, however, come into the room all big and loud, taking over everything in a destructive way. Why? Cause they're vapid mutant psycho idiots. That's also why our site and our boards were compromised. That's the truth.

But Max, although bubblegum scented and a total dweeb sometimes, is right. We're not the silent type. Even me.

I owe Nudge some chocolate milk for fixing this hack. Big time.

We're back...for now. Are you with me?

-Fang.

Swamps, psychos, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Okay, so back to the swamp saga.

After vacuuming down half our food supply, two kids came upon our little camp site and told us this bizarre story of being kidnapped, blah blah. Buy the book. (Ha. Literally!)

Anyway, with this little James Bond meets Men In Black pen-type device, the girl starts speaking into it, transmitting information. I'd say she was just a really eager student trying to get a jump on those trimester exams, but...uh...WE'RE NOT IN SCHOOL!

After an awkward sobbing fit a la some bad soap opera scene, she coughed up the name of the people responsible: Itex.

Why is Itex like a giant rash that won't go away? The giant thorn in our collective side? The...I'm running out of effective analogies.

Itex is huge. Bigger than you, and I, and the world even knows. They manufacture the keyboard I'm typing on right now...the eye drops Nudge just put in her eyes...the protein bars I threw down to those kids. The food that makes Gazzy...Gazzy! Everything!

Our world is not going to be ours if psycho companies like Itex is at the reigns. We need to take control and let our voices be heard!

Fang has an idea, and we're taking a slight detour in plans to follow it. Unfortunately, it means I need to put down this very tasty cup of egg nog.

When we know more, so will you.

Hang in there, and hopefully '07 will be the year goodness prevails.

-Max