: notes to self :

i heart long weekends


or


why superheroes should carry digital cameras

*warning: picture heavy entry*

[so instead of making the apple crisp for tmrw's potluck, i'm procrastinating and writing up events of the weekend so far as I don't think i'll have the time (re:patience) later on this week. i realize i'm making life extremely difficult for myself. i know this.]


There are some things that remain sacred, from dawn to dusk, from dust to dust. And as the city gathered to celebrate and remember the events of Easter, events ocurring an age ago, the citizens of Tortham settled into their humble abodes, readying themselves for the weekend, secure in the knowledge that all was right and well with their world...

or was it?


Dawn rose on Tortham as usual, the sun illuminating a beautiful and brilliant skyline...



However something was amiss!

Part of Tortham's beloved BB sign had been stolen!!! Alarms rang, panic swept through Parliament. The pressure was on...The Mayor knew there was only one thing to do:



there was noooo-oooobody else he could count on in a situation like this...


*****


While on the other side of the city...


On any given beautiful spring morning one can always find long time Tortham resident Kevvy Kev eschewing the a pedestrian lifestyle (as well as the public transit system!) in favour of zooming up and down the highways criss-crossing Tortham. to the average schmoe, Kevvy Kev appeared to be just another boy with a zoom-zoom wishes, longing to take flight and live out superhero dreams.


But nothing is always as it seems...



This particular beautiful spring morning, Kevvy Kev happened to be out and about with two friends, Mishy Miche and Le'Nay Nay.
Suddenly...

From the sky...

There was a call!



Le'Nay Nay used her tremendous speed and reached the shrill telephone first.
"Le'Nay Nay, I need to speak with Kevvy Kev...something horrible has happened," said the Mayor.


Kevvy Kev quickly rushed over to find out what had happened. Le'Nay Nay was thrilled Kevvy Kev was at her side, ready to take the phone away from her obviously distressed person.




After hanging up, Kevvy Kev's face was creased in grim determination. "Guys... something awful has transpired. Part of the BB sign has been...has been..." He stifled a sob. "...has been STOLEN!"

Mishy Miche screamed in agony!
"Nooo!! This can't be happening! I refuse to believe that!! I'd rather eat chicken McNuggets than let this be true!"



Kevvy Kev was on the brink of tears. What was he to do? Who could he turn to in this dark dark time? There was only one answer...He needed to speak to Reuben, his mentor, his guide, his sempai, his voice of reason.

Alas, Reuben was out getting his bellybutton lint analyzed, and in his stead left Bob, the Floating Genie.




Bob managed to put smiles back on the faces of the three companeros, using wise words from Chicken Soup for the Superhero Soul...for yes dear reader, the three you have just met are in fact are not the average Torthamians that they appear! They are in fact...



The Tremendously Above-Average Torthamian Trio!


Introducing (from L-R) The Proofer! Able to edit and reassemble villanous statements of intent into harmless sonnets at the speed of sound!
The fearless leader, Metro Man! Able to leap over fashion disasters in a single bound! Faster than a speeding bullet when queueing for free hair products! Nerves of steel employed during visits to the esthetician!
and finally, The Knitting Knave! Trained in the deadly arts of Knitting Needle-won Do Jitsu, and can knit protective forcefields in the blink of an eye!



What will the TAATT do in the face of such danger?
Stay tuned, same TAATT time, same TAATT channel!




(gotta go, fuyu no sonata is ON)