This is More Like It!

I’m still reeling from being categorized with a bunch of protozoans.  However, not all of the press I’ve been getting lately is demeaning.

Did you know there’s a volcanic feature under the Norwegian sea that is known as Loki’s Castle?  It’s true!  And it’s such a fantastic place that people want to turn it into a National Park!  Fact!

And they’ve found microbes there that may point to the origins of complex life.  Click that link–great photo! (Hmm. Perhaps that is how I ended up where I did on that blasted tree.  There are microbes named for me!  Fact!)

But–Volcanoes!  Volcanoes are awesome–huge, fiery, beautiful, and inherently more than a little menacing.  Having a volcano named in my honor is a balm to my wounded pride. And wait! There’s more!  Did you know there’s a huge, seething lava lake called Loki Patera on one of the other rocks in this solar system?  Fact!

In truth, it is the largest volcano in the solar system–it is more powerful than all the volcanoes on Earth combined. Fact!

Google the “mighty” Thor + volcano and see what you get.  That’s right, Hammer Boy, nothing. Fact!

Don’t cry.  Maybe we can find a little bitty rain shower or a not-so-scary breed of purse-sized canine to name after you.

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Mischief update

Just because I am slogging through piles and drifts and eddies of all that is baffling, useless, goopy, or ritually unclean down here in the human female’s backpack, do not for a moment think I have slacked off in the mischief department. Mischief level: 5.

Some items from my list of recent accomplishments:

1. Everyone in the department received this memo from the building coordinator: “This email is to inform you a criminal incident has occurred in or around your building. An individual attempted to gain entry into Heldenfels through room 004C through the steam tunnels, causing damage to the lock, handle, and door frame. Several doors in the steam tunnel were also damaged. This case is currently under investigation.”

That was not me personally, but I do have henchmen working in the area. The human female’s basement space houses many dead animals. I have no interest in those, but other rooms in the basement have valuable equipment, and I need a few things for my super secret lair. Clearly, though, I shall have to have a little talk about *finesse* with my workmen.

2. What goes up must come down. The building’s elevator was due to be offline for maintenance, starting on the 15th. I made a few phone calls and it has been moved it up to the 12th. The pick-up of all the dissection specimens from a whole semester’s worth of dissections is scheduled for the 13th. The humans have been flailing about with phone calls, schedules, staging areas, and hired muscle. I plan to help shift things. Not because I care whether all the specimens get to the incinerator, but because I might have a use for a preserved feline carcass… (The human female just falls into bed without checking. If I lived with me, I would be more careful.)

3. I have noted before the human female’s addiction to ice cream. While I am not responsible for her favorite manufacturer having to shut down for a few months due to a contamination problem, I may have done a little magical nudging to ensure the return to production is delayed as long as possible.

In other news, Science has once again confirmed that I am pretty darned special! They have named a very important organism after me. How do you like that, Thor?

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