Platdude's gone and hurt his knee.
Serves him right for playing with that hammer.

Platdude really needs to buy a new leash for Ralph.
This is the third time this week he's gotten loose.

Platdude's joined a Punk Tribute Band, and is off on tour, playing the greatest hits.
Death In Plattown, My Neighbour's Chainsaw, and who could forget the ever popular Hammers And Nails.

Go on, little Mousey. Get the cheese!!

Platdude's put on his kitty costume.
There's no reason.

Platdude really should've known better than to crank the handle.
Now he has to hoover up all the confetti.

It's too early to be doing anything important, so Platdude's starting the day slowly.

Platdude prepares the rocket, by pumping the engine to it's fullest capacity.

Platdude's trying to clean the house.
Thankfully, he's borrowed his friend's hoover, and it seems to be shifting this oddly shaped dust.

Platdude and his none-copyright-infringing friends have become lost in the desert.

The local arcade had a broken Falling Block machine, so Platdude's done his best to get it working again.

Platdude's sick of walking down stairs.

Platdude's had his kitchen redecorated.
He's not very keen on the new colour scheme, but is carrying on baking, anyway.

Platdude isn't sure what to wear, today.
A big thick warm orange pullover, or a thinner orange long-sleeve shirt?
The weather really can't make it's mind up.

Platdude and Ralph are having a nice relaxing day in the park.

Today's debate is about whether or not we should allow schoolchildren to have rulers in the classroom.
"Everything in Platworld is measured in blocks, and we can see those in the size of our hands."
It's a valid point.

It's Platdude's turn, keeping watch, so that the seas are safe from evil pirates.

Platdude bought this new vacuum cleaner specifically because it said it was "Low Profile".
He'll be posting a 1-star review on PlatBay, later.

Platdude won't be needing his larger club for this one.
Just a gentle little putt.

Platdude sees blue, blue skies.