Besides the F-18s that were scrambled to a false alert of an alien invasion, and the missiles, there really were no more problems with my arrival here in the Springs. I’ve had my fun with giant squids, waiting for strangers to happen by, swimming with Monet, appearing in musicals, meeting hundreds of tiny people and stunt flying.
     While it’s somehow strangely peaceful to now be bolted to a sidewalk, I know I’m making Justin happy. A year from now, I may take up painting, and give my relationship with deep sea creatures another try. Come visit me. For now, I’ll be here chillin.