MAROONED!!!

A whale of a time?

My dears I apologize for going all incommunicado on you last week. You see, we had been making haste through Antarctic waters, when lo! the Institute’s island hit a berg!

I was pretty sure we were doomed. I quickly assembled all board members and staff and serenaded them with “My Heart Will Go On”. Serenaded each and every one of them with their own personal rendition.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the most well-dressed cetacean I have ever had the pleasure of making my acquaintance pulled up next to the island in a large tugboat. You would think a whale would be swimming, but Mr. Melvin Manwhale recognizes the assault of salt on a fine Fendi stitch.

With luck, the tugboat was able to pull our little island to shore, where it is currently being looked at by a rather untrustworthy group of emperor penguins.

I do hope we are on the move again soon, unlike Mr. Manwhale, I find it hard to be dapper in such chilly climes!