So look, okay, here is the Thing – after safely stowing away my little wicker gem, I have broken into the Professor Island Library. I have searched and researched the mountainous Card Catalog, the treacherous Encyclopedia Pit, done battle with the mighty Information Minnow-taur, and I have found nothing describing this Woven Wicker Thing I stumbled upon the shore. It is not Functional. It is not Fashionable. It is (definitely) not Edible. It seems to be simultaneously excellent for slumber and the transportation of mass quantities of picnic food.
So here I am. I have Discovered. Had I not broken the Professor Island Oath with my flippant class-skipping, I could be inducted as a Full Professor tomorrow.
