Ebbert, Lawson

Whattup Wormcallers, Grab your stillsuits and walk without rhythm because this week, the sun descended upon São Paulo and my poor, pasty Wisconsin skin is... fine, actually. And I even remembered to use sunscreen at least once. After witnessing the miracle that my skin hasn't taken on about the same texture and color as Bob the Tomato despite very dubious sunscreen use and killer desert sun rays, it's surprising how many people still don't believe in the church.  But seriously, it's not even summer yet and it is burning over here. We're consistently getting in the 90s and Itapecerica is infamous for its morros (big hills), so walking from lesson to lesson is definitely fun. The sun has given me an excuse to make very liberal of use of my "Top Gun Glasses" as my mom refers to them, so that's, in the most literal sense of the phrase, a bright side. Killer Squids In the continuing saga of our PD&D, we just fought mind flayers the whole time. I love D...

WHATTUP EVERY !  Alright enough caps-yelling. This week's gonna be a very special email namely because last week's email... wasn't. In my laziness I decided to just not write an email and then send two emails the next week. Then I was like "wait a minute? Why don't I just send one super-email combining the two weeks and break the writing trance into smaller increments every day to produce something that's both superbly long and impressively unreadable?" Then the second voice in my internal monologue responded something along the lines of, "Well, uh, yeah that's uh, a pretty good idea. I think that could work." So with my editor's permission, we're here to deliver you a very extra special Halloween-transfers-procrastinated edition of the Elder Ebbert Biweekly Brazil Bananza.  Buckle up.  Jeremiah Blues So Elder Medeiros's district came here two weeks ago for like 30 minutes on p day. They went bowling without us :( but then we play...