Sooooooo, that sunset wrapped up the first phase on my mission. The second phase took place in our very own U.S. of A. I was chosen for this assignment for my plentiful experience with political work in Washington. Ours was a mission to depose a tyrant. Our method was to ride bicycles around Arizona, communicating with the citizens in an attempt to 'swing' that state to the left.

b01) I was regional chair of FBK, or "Flightless Birds for Kerry".

b02) They even assigned me a personal valet, as I am well-respected and quite up the ladder around here. Although I could give him a few lessons in efficiency, he was a charming lad who I have recommended for a position in the Foreign Service. *

b03) It gets cold even in the desert so while in flight I wore this snappy scarf. *

b04) Again, my mechanical skills were well-appreciated in this setting.

b05) Ahhhhhh, snow at last! This was a real treat that sadly did not last more than a few days. But I did get a few good sessions of curling in. And general sliding about.

b06) I met so many wonderful friends on this mission. This is the friendly Native American who gave us a lift 60 miles through Navajo territory in order for us to stay a step ahead of the snowstorm. *

b07) This fine fellow, an expatriate like myself, has shacked up with a local Democrat and seems to be doing quite well for himself.

b08) We were out on a pamphlet propoganda mission in Phoenix, the last place I ever expected to see CHARLIE! Ol' Chuck McWaddles, from Slushington Common South! It was a jolly reunion and Charlie and I had a few laughs and more than a few cognacs. He was looking battered but feeling great, enjoying the company of a stone horse and a ceramic duck. The boy here is their caretaker and sugardaddy. *

b09) Always going above and beyond the line of duty, here I scrutinize the efficiency of a local land craft.

b10) Okay, the weekend before the election we continued our propaganda campaign with some good ol' audio/video. We set up a screen and showed politically subversive movies to unsuspecting passers-by in Tempe. Here I am watching the President himself fail to talk his way out of a wet paper bag. *

b11) Later that evening was an important teleconference with our Saudi counterparts, regarding the mysterious disappearance of their Scrabble set.
My companion in this picture is actually a neuromechanical detective/dumbwaiter disguised as a human child. *

b12) And finally came election day, where it was my simple and proud duty to monitor election fairness and eat roasted almonds. *

Sadly, that particular mission was unsuccessful but I made sure the debriefing was entertaining and refreshing for all. Dancing toads always save the day!

Thank you for reading all this. Maybe we can go out on the town some night this week and we could take pictures like the old days. I haven't been out to stretch my wings for quite some time! *

Fondly yours,
Mr. Penguin