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(Nora is bundled up against the pillows, looking generally sulky and stopped up) Storyteller: (enters with a bowl and spoon) All right, here you go. One bowl of radish and potato soup with rosemary on top. Best thing in the world for what you've got. Nora: (sniffle) Thanks. (starts slurping up...

MN: (on phone) Mmmhmm. Right. Okay, it'll be in tomorrow. (hangs up) I love my job. (sneezing from Nora's room) Storyteller: Nora, are you all right? Nora: No...(achoo). One of Mike's fraternity buddies had a sinus infection, and I think I caught it! (achoo) My day is ruined. MN: Take a few...

Irwin...but Whitmire and the others would probably be just as ticked off over such a wanton display of cruelty.

I did hear that, and I'm disgusted. I'll bet Steve is too. :mad:

So Steve, Jerry and Richard got to be immortalized as magic spells too? Hmm...wonder what the incantation "Tnuh Drahcir" did to Scooter? ;) And be careful, for a crocodile will appear if you say "Rezal Evad Gib..." (hears snapping noise in background) I'll let Steve Irwin's ghost deal with you...

MN is hunched over at computer, typing something. Nora: What'cha working on? MN: A new and utterly creepy story. Nora: Oh no...is the Killer Fish in this one, too? MN: No. I'm still trying to work out all the logistics of it. Nora: (flumps down onto bed) What's it called? MN: The Curse of the...

Oh Lord, once again the Hunt sweet tooth appears with a vengeance. The chocolate-coated donuts weren't enough that morning, were they? And yet Richard managed to stay lean and mean, from the looks of things. (laughs softly) "Wild uncontrollable Muppet-type hair," Kevin called it? I like that.

MN: Storyteller... Storyteller: All right, all right, I misread the calendar. Nora: Okay, I'll bring Scooter and Skeeter's presents over! (runs out of room) MN: I'll be along in a bit. Let's see. One book of James Taylor hits arranged for solo acoustic guitar, one book of random blues tunes...

Sounds like our man R.H. did a good job then. I'm going to have to find time to sit down and watch the whole thing...in an idle moment. I could use a few more of those these days.

No can do, Skye; we don't have a VCR hooked up to the tube. Besides, it belongs to my roommate, and when I'm gone she has first dibs on it, natch. Do let me know how Richard does, won't you?

I can only catch the first hour of Trading Places, since I go back to work at the paper at six tonight. I love my life... I showed my mom all six parts of Of Muppets and Men last night. She loved it. She told me that the first time she saw the Viking pigs sketch, she "just about died." I don't...

MN: Wait...what...aw, man, Scooter and Skeeter had a birthday this weekend and I missed it? Rats. I need to start taking on a relaxed workload. Nora: Great...just when I had to go up to Danforth and visit my snob of a brother and his buddies in Delta Upsilon Mu. (aside) Spells out DUM...

Me neither; I guess my brain's been overworked. Thank heavens it's Friday. Once again, I did like Richard and Scooter reading the story of TMTM...and ya know, I can envision Richard reading a book to a group of kids, or maybe telling someone a bedtime story. He seems to have the right voice...

Move it if you will; I'd just like my coat back once you're all done. But you're right; he's not going to have any fingers left once we're done with him. Had a listen to the TMTM reading and I enjoyed it; Scooter makes such a good storyteller...and so does Richard, of course.

Well...be glad it wasn't Diet Coke and Pop Rocks, or that would have made a real mess. And you got a hug from Richard...how nice. Was it hard to move in that costume? (turns head toward closet) Bo, I keep a rigged mousetrap in each of my coat pockets, so you can just knock off the Artful...

TMTM, narrated by Scooter? Now that sounds like fun; I'll have to have a listen sometime. That's right...I don't think Bo's met Amanda yet. (looks at closet) Better bring the guy some smelling salts.

Nora: (pokes head out door) Okay, he's gone. MN: At last. I've got an article to finish up for the paper...but I could go for some tea and scones. Storyteller: Yes, and I've got to re-sort all these stories from Amanda. The ones about her zany uncle. MN: (goes into kitchen, gets a plate of...

I was actually referring to my joke about ice in the drink, not Richard actually putting said ice in said drink. However, when I talked about it on the phone with my mother the doctor, she denounced Richard's act as "tacky." But I'm sure Jane Hunt was more than pleased with getting a gift of...

Hey, Count man, thanks for voting for my signature! That's really nice of you! :)

That's a good one, Amanda! But...Richard, my dear, I hope you knew the Heimlich maneuver, just in case. Maybe Richard, being the doting son and all that, thought his mother needed a little "ice" in her drink!...okay, dumb joke. Once again, great story!