So not fair.

FRANK BROKE MY COMPUTER AND I DIDN"T GET A NEW ONE UNTILL TODAY! I COULD LiTTERALLY WRITE THIS IN ALL CAPS BUT I"M NOT SO I"M GOING TO STOP NOW.

Phew.

Frank breaks all of my electronics.

I'd give you a picture of it, but he dropped my digital camera in Barmet Bay, and my film camera is kinda.... eh I need to fix it.

*goes to fix it*

Eh, sorry, meant to post this sooner, but I got my film camera fixed. here you go:

So not fair.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooOOOoooT!

My blog is back! Frank (Is a Nerd) Hardy, my bro, just got a text from KROLMEISTER, so I had to come update REALLY quick, and say that I've missed this. Can't wait to tell you all about that cheeseburger I had at the Sleuth Party!

SWYYL!

-Joe Hardy

TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES

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Sleuthing Accomplished!

Hey people! Just got back from a case with Nancy and Frank. We had a blast (excluding that serious knee scrape Frank got falling off a ladder). Anddddddd the bad guys lost! Woot.

I don't know if you noticed, but we have a new blogger on the Krolmeister data base, Trixie Belden. We're going to a Sleuth Party next week and we get to meet her. She seems cool.

Got serious Parrot trouble. Playback just ripped up Aunt Trudy's favorite sock (don't ask, IDK why she only has 1) and so he is no longer her parrot, but mine. So I have to set up a parrot cage in my room. I don't know where to put it. My room is seriously more organized than Frank's but there isn't any room left for new stuff. I know! I'll put the cage under Frank's bed.... *ew, scary* Actually... I wonder if it would fit under mine. Eh. Got to go check. I'll post later!

-Joe Hardyyyy

My Dearest/Closest Pet.

I once had a pet rock. Her name was Bernice; she wasn't the most confident rock, but she was the rockiest. I often thought it was because I fed her gravel every Friday. On the eve of the 4th friday, I walked into the yard, only to find my brother FRANK feeding HER the LAST crumbs from a box of Saltine Crackers. I tried to (excuse the pun) fish them out, but it was too late.
Bernice happily munched her last snack.
I'm a nice brother, though (unlike SOME people) so I forgave Frank and moved on with my life. Bernice was my first, last, and most favorite rock, but hey: we had some good times.

Hellooooooooooooooooooooooo

Welcome to the awesome world of Joe Hardy! I'm your awesome host, Joe Hardy.

*ahem*

I am 17, and I have really awesome hair. I mean, maybe not as awesome as the 'BurgerKing' mascot but close. But mine is blondish.

Anyways, I'm a detective, but I'm not as dead serious about it as my boring brother Frank. he's about a year older than me, but he's a heck of a nerd.

I also have a friend, her name is Nancy Drew. Despite her blog, she's actually an interesting person, and more like a best friend than anything.

Ooooh, and I have a talking parrot, named Playback, because he repeats EVERYTHING you SAY!!!!!!!! It kind of gets annoying, but he seems to hang around my aunt a lot, so he doesn't bother with me much.


ANd, well, there is so much to say, but I gotta jet. Rock on.