Welcome, Nice Timers, to the all-new Nice Times Club HQ! The box fort has been disassembled and turned into some rather fancy clothing for Abigail and Bearcat.

They look great.

The new HQ is pretty rad. It's got a front porch AND and back area with some very purpley flowers. As far as club treehouses go, it certainly is one. Now! I do believe it's time for a story.

Tammy the Bus Moth

Tammy had been flapping about all day and by the time she needed to go home, she was quite tired. So she popped into the nearest 7-Eleven, grabbed herself a Myki, and decided to catch the bus home. As the doors flopped open, she flitted aboard, tapping on as she went. Tammy settled down on a seat.

"Ah," she thought, "this will be a lovely rest."

But alas - it was not to be! A large human trundled up the aisle and began to lower their bottom onto Tammy's seat. She felt the shadow of the butt cast over her and she lept up into the air.

"Oh, no!" muttered Tammy to herself, "I must find another spot!"

Tammy spied some handles dangling down from the roof of the bus. The flat base of their triangular shape would be a perfect spot for her to perch.

"Ah," she thought, "this will be the perfect spot to rest my weary wings."

But alas - it was not to be! The bus's engine rumbled to life and the handles began to swing to and fro in a frightful way. Tammy had to waggle her wings over and over again, just to keep her balance

"Oh, no!" muttered Tammy to herself, "I must find another spot!"

Tammy glanced up and saw a row of lights nestled into the roof. They looked warm and inviting, so she flew up and nestled on top of them.

"Ah, she thought, "a bit of brightness is just what I need."

But alas - it was not to be! It didn't take long for the lights to become hot under her little legs and soon it became all too much!

"Oh, no!" muttered Tammy to herself, "I must find another spot."

Just then, Tammy noticed the perfect place for her to snuggle in for the trip home. A kindly nurse was sitting in a seat, her hair piled high in a glorious bun. Tammy glided down gently and set herself down on the bundle of hair. It was wonderful and the nurse didn't even notice she was there for the whole trip home.

The end.

It's Time for Potato Facts

Potatoes are the only food that is technically a member of all of the food groups.
Unlike other vegetables, if you love a potato, it will love you back.
All potatoes look like Ronald Reagan if you squint hard enough.
In some societies, it is tradition to gift a girl a sack of potatoes on the eve of her 31st birthday. (I am adopting this tradition. Please keep this in mind in the latter half of 2017.)
There are four main varieties of potato - chipped, gemmed, mashed and Traditional Potato™.
If you creep into your kitchen at night and give each of your potatoes a small, gentle kiss, they will become more delicious.
Some potatoes are named Gary and others are named Susan.
Potatoes are a form of legal tender, worldwide.
If you lined up every potato in the world in one big straight line, many of your potatoes would get wet.
A sprouting potato is called a potatree.

What's something you did this year that you're proud of?

Send your answers to nicetimesclubmailbox@gmail.com

Dog of the Week

Donald the Bulldog is an arborist from West Heidelberg. He likes going down the coast, jetskiing, and barking at vacuum cleaners.

Letters to the Editor

My cat, Sprinkles, has yakked up finer journalism than this article. She's very talented. She swallows large portions of JSTOR and analyses them in her tum, vomming up only the finest, most well-researched takes. You should hire her.
- Jaundice, Tin'O'Beans, WA

Here's a tip for the upcoming Silly Season - you can decorate your house for free by standing in your front yard and reciting what people are seeing. Then they get to use their imagination! "TWINKLING LIGHTS!" I yell. "SANTA IN A SLEIGH WHAT I GOT FROM THE REJECT SHOP!"
- Blurp, Waddington's Toot, TAS

Here is a lovely story about volunteers.

Here is a video of a baby orangutan.

Here is a song that is appropriate for December.

Well, that brings us to the end of another session of the Nice Times Club for another week. Thank you so much for stopping by once again. It's always super great to have you here.

Until next time, may the majority of your times be nice times.

Elyce x
(Vice President and Nonsense Wrangler of the Nice Times Club)

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