In my room

And the Mayor of Whosboro is at my house RIGHT NOW. It is weird having him here, like he's this person who's been trying his best to ruin all our lives, but he's here apologising in full to Dad and Mom. When he came in, Dad was right with him and I was sitting on the stairs waiting for them to get there. Everybody in town who knew was kinda expecting him so I wasn't the only one waiting, just all of my sisters gave it up after a while I had been ATTEMPTING to write a piece of music that was going really badly when they came in. "K.C., this is my son JoJo." dad introduced me. I jumped off the steps. "Hello." He said. I didn't like the way he was looking down at me like I was really really REALLY small so I just nodded and Dad continued. "If you wanna look around in here, be my guest. These are all of the McDodds since the beginning of Whoville." He turned and motioned to all the portraits on the walls in the hall. umm... you probably havn't been in there, so i guess I can explain it a little. It's got all these pictures on the walls, like Dad said, all the McDodds that ever lived... or at least, all the mayors of Whoville. Dad wants his picture up there. That's one of his ambitions... maybe the only one, I dunno. but anyway, the MaGee guy was impressed. He walked up and down it for a while, Dad let him go by himself once then went with him and told him everybody's names and stuff. I kept watching them until they came back to the door side. "And here's the next great mayor of Whoville." He ruffled my hair and I grinned a little. "Not really." I said. "Yes really. Uhhh..." Dad thought for a few moments, I think he was wondering on whether or not to tell him all I did and stuff. Guess he didn't tell him earlier. I'm glad. Especially In front of the guy who was... ya know, who I did it against. So Dad didn't say anything. Except about the Symphoniphone, which is usually a bit of a secret but it's not like he lives here and is gonna go play with it or anything. He... the other mayor, looked at me again. He seemed a little indecisive as to what to do at first, then he kneeled down so we were almost at eye level with each other. I don't particularly like it when people do that, I'd rather... but I didn't ever tell anybody that so I guess I can't blame them.


"Well, JoJo McDodd, I'm sorry for attempting to run your future. I'm sorry, that sounded light, but I promise, I don't take it lightly. Will you forgive me?" "yeah." I said and tried to think of something else to add but couldn't really come up with anything. He shook hands with me then stood back up. "Well, Ned. Shall we go see your wife and... how many daughters?" "96 daughters and 2 sons." dad said with pride. "Hmmm... quite a few then." Dad nodded, beaming. Okay, my cue to leave.

So now I'm in my room and he's still here. I dunno if Dad invited him to stay to dinner or not. I think he's already seen the counsel... now I kinda feel bad for him, if he had to deal with those guys. And Dr LaRue and the dean and Dr Wocket too.

Speaking of Dr Wocket, I saw him yesterday, I just forgot to mention it.

"I never fully congratulated you on a job well done, did I, JoJo? Well all I can say is, well done. I Don't know what else to say." "it's okay." I Said. A job well done is fine by me.

Almost caught

Well I'm not internet grounded anymore, but I don't have much to say that I didn't already say in my LJ. Except I'm still scared. I had a dream last night that I was somebody else and I was walking down a street and I saw MYSELF lying by the side of the road really beaten up and I woke up in a cold sweat, I still don't know if I was dead or alive but I don't want to have it again and find out.
So Dr Wocket caught me. At town hall. In dad's office. I was actually doing it- going through his stuff. I heard somebody knock on the door. "Yipe!" I jumped off his chair and dove behind the desk. Not a very smart idea, if you ask me, cause if it had been Dad...
"JoJo, what are you doing behind my desk?" "Uhhh... nothing. Just... hiding... from... you... in your office where I didn't need to be in the first place..."
But it wasn't Dad, it was the Doctor. "Mr. Mayor? Anyone here? Did someone say yipe?" I stood up and hit my head on the desk. Ouch. That will leave a bump. "Oh it's you." I said. "JoJo? I'm glad to find you here. What... well, never mind. I have a plan. My plan is for you to actually write notes to me. Yes, this could be more dangerous, but it could also be safer. You will write letters addressed to an uncle. And sign them with a different name and mail them to me with the who-post box on first street." "What if somebody finds one and regognizes my handwriting?" Now for the first time I regret my one-of-a-kind handwriting. Yes, it's very distinctive. And if somebody who knew it saw it that's it for me. "Hmmm... that could be a problem. My only other theoretically possible option requires an in-between. Hmmm... I suppose we may yet have to involve Dr. LaRue. I do not wish to do this, though. I will speak with her again and I will catch you again. Wait... I have it! JoJo!" I was feeling the bump on my head... maybe Mom wouldn't see it if I keep my hair over my forhead all the time... "What?" "Your observatory! It's the perfect spot! Noone notices you going there, and if someone DID notice me I could make up an excuse for beig there easily! It's perfect, nobody but you ever goes there!" He was very eager, but I still mostly like it to be secret. "Well... I guess so." I siad reluctantly. "Let's see.. how do you get up there?" I described how I do it in as little detail as I could manage. And really, it was kinda hard, it's so natural for me I just do it without thinking. "I'll... do something so you know I'm up there. Like a note or something. It wouldn't be too weird, I guess." "Yes, it's settled then! Thank you very much, young man. I have always wanted to see this invention of yours." He was really eager. "Yeah sure." He said then "I came to see your father, do you know where he is?" "Uhhh... no I don't. I just came over here to... look through his stuff. Miss Yelp wasn't here either." "She's here now." "Oh drat. Do you think she'll notice that I just came out of Dad's office from nowhere?" He laughed. "Maybe." then I took one last look at the desk and saw it. "Yes!" I didn't see it all along, but this was a whoprint of the gym, with some things crossed out and others written in black that aren't there now. It was signed, too. "Hmmm..." he looked at it, then back to me. "This is what they want?" "Yeah. Look, you didn't just see me take it. Oh wait... this might be bad on you... I will..." I grabbed a pen and started copying it onto another sheet of paper, and I had it mostly done when I heard the rush of air that meant somebody was coming. They copy wasn't done, but I stuck it in my pocket anyway. I heard Dad ask Miss Yelp if anyone was here to see him, "A Doctor Wocket" she replied. "He's been in there a while for being alone." I looked at him with an expression that tried to convey that Uh-oh this might be bad for him. He nodded. Then my mind flew fast to a reason why I might be there... aha! I had it, then Dad came in. "Hello Doctor... JoJo? What are you doing here, and why are you standing on my desk?" "I came to get my WCD. I left it here last time." Yes, at least I did leave it last time. "Oh, okay. I may have put it in my desk." I jumped off and dug through the drawer while Dad greeted Dr Wocket. "I'm so sorry to hear about the break-in, and believe me, we're doing the best we can to find out who did it..." Got it. "I got it, Dad. See you at home." "Let me see your eye." I rolled my eyes. "Okay then, see you at home bud."
And I gave Miss Yelp a fright when I came out of the office- she didn't see me go in so it was like I just materialized out of nowhere. I was tempted to play it up and get back at her for those WhoSpace videos, but I didn't. "My word, sweetie, don't DO that again!" "Sorry Miss Yelp." I smirked.
But phew, that was close. Hope Dr Wocket doesn't get in big trouble for that. And I don't even like this WCD anymore. I listened to it and now I wish I'd left it at his office!
Oh, and Mom did notice the bump on my head. "What happened there?" She said. "I hit it on Dad's desk." She shook her head and sighed. "That desk is out to get all theMcDodds." She smiled. "It's already going after you!" I just shrugged.

OH WOW OH WOW!!!

OH WOW!!! I just read the book Horton Hears a Who! I was so dissapointed! There was hardly any mention of me at all, they made my dad NOT my dad and they made me all red and they made me tiny! Oh wow oh wow!!! And the mayor of Whoville (not my dad) came into the room, Jo-Jo (because that was not me!) was bouncing a yo-yo, not making a sound! So they invented my name, JoJo, to ryme with YOYO????? At least I... that thing... said yopp. And he saved the world with his yopp! And the mayor had ugly glasses! Wow!!!

"We Have all that we need..." My dad took me out of school today to go with him to work- it's the first time since... last January? Wow, that seems like a LONG time ago! So much has happened! And, well, not much has changed between my dad and the head chairman- really bad- they did the glass again today. I think it's what? The first time this week? Anyway, I was almost decapitated by a large glass enclosure falling from the ceiling and once the head chairman saw that he'd managed to keep me inside instead of out he was like "We'll discuss this later" so now I'm in my dad's office all alone. It's pretty cool in here- not just because it's snowing outside, but dad also mounted the horn (the horn) and all this other junk like a pair of red skis (why?) and it's really interesting in there now. My dad should be back soon- he's been gone over an hour. Which either means that something terrible has happened or he's making some headway with the chairman. Hopefully, it's the second one. I'm NOT looking forward to being mayor.

THIS IS MY DAD'S IDEA!
He said "As the next mayor, you currently should assist in community service."
I Said "I HAVE preformed community service!" (I mean, Doesn't saving the world count anymore?)
He said "I know you can do more."
So I picked a subtle way to do more.
So, here's the blog, where you can find out what's up in Whoville.