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Whoa, Ed's a moderator now! We'll be counting on you to do a good job...(chuckle) Congrats, Ed, my fiend.

Oh, we are...and Mom wants to frame the letter and hang it on the wall of the sewing room. And I just checked the AIDS quilt site: they've got a spot marked off for 5765, with "Image Pending Photography" in lieu of a photo. Shouldn't be too long now. Interesting how Kermit kind of turned the...

Nora: Good point. So we'll make it a double fete. MN: I hear Sarah's got some really knockout empanadas stuffed with orange and pineapple, and drizzled with chocolate, and some churros with lime and lemon juice mixed into the dough... Nora: Oh, stop that, you're making my mouth water... MN: And...

MN: (rushing into dorm room) Mail call! Nora: Anything good? MN: Really, really good. (pulls out a large envelope) It's from the AIDS Quilt people. Nora: (gasp) Could this mean... Storyteller: Open it, for the Trash Heap's sake! (ripping and tearing of envelope) MN: All right! Richard's panel is...

Richard's on the quilt! Guys: Richard's quilt is now officially part of the AIDS Quilt! ;) Our packet of panel makers' information came in the mail this morning. Richard's panel is in block #5765. The letter said the panel's been "bundled" with seven others, which means it's been formally...

Poor Scooter, trying to keep everyone together and failing miserably...but he does look fetching in that lab coat, you have to admit.

While crew is in kitchen, there is a knock at the door. MN: (mixing dry ingredients with milk and oil) I'll get it. (puts bowl down and goes to door) What's this? It's a group of bats, holding a bottle of maple syrup...with an infusion of orange, how delightful! (takes bottle) Hold on a...

(MN and Nora are both collapsed on the sofa) Storyteller: My, my, you've got that glazed, lethargic, heaven-help-us-it's-finals-time look in your eyes. MN: Two huge papers and a brain-buster of a history exam. Nora: History, biology and 19th century British lit, in that order. MN: I got that...

Hmm, reminds me of a passage I wrote for a possible Muppet fan-fic some time back. (and for the record, J.P. Grosse is not dead, just absent) "Ah, yes, J.P. Grosse," Frank nodded. "We do miss him very much around here." Behind Frank, a volley of darts (color-coded: maroon for Jerry, orange...

That's okay, Kate, and I just sent the photo out to your address, so you might want to check your inbox in the next few moments or so. Message title is "Richard Hunt's AIDS quilt photo." And if it didn't come through for some reason, just let me know and I'll try again. But it should work.

Armchairs, tea and scones and mystery novels...bless you, Scooter. (proceeds to fly at the gofer and give him a hug and a smooch) And yes, I did cast a vote for (cough, cough).

Yes, it does. And they've both got glorious voices either way. And sure, Kate, I'd be glad to send you a photo of Richard's quilt! I've got a couple of photos saved somewhere on my hard drive, so if you could give me an e-mail address or something, I'll pick one out and wire it along. And I...

Unholy vocal range? Well, I'd have chosen a different adjective, but I see the point. I mean, one moment he's doing Robin the Frog, and the next he's doing Pa Gorg and the Fire Mask. And in between, he's got Floyd, Gobo, Lewis Kazagger, the Count, Sherlock Hemlock... Same with Richard. He's...

The way I see it, Marty, you're doing just fine as a good uncle, and God will see to it that you can continue that way for Vanessa. But the parents not getting the kid vaccinated...hmm, you're right, that does sound troubling. And she'll have to get her shots before starting school.

Ah, when Fox actually did news instead of political propaganda. But that's a discussion for another forum. That was a nice story; I wonder who the guys walking in and out of the Henson townhouse were. Didn't look like the Muppeteers to me. I guess they would have arranged to be elsewhere when...

MN: No, Alex, you're not going crazy. That was in fact Richard Hunt's spirit you saw flying out of here. He drops in from time to time, don't you know...and we need to get Jim to come in more often. Storyteller: But good grief, look at all those water balloon fights going on here. Look what...

Well, the bass helps provide depth and set the beat. The guitar's job is mainly to provide the melody. I read that article only a day or two ago. The title is "It's Not Easy Being Blue." And Richard, poor guy, certainly sounded blue at that moment. "God must have needed Muppets in...

That's right; some of Richard's ashes were sprinkled over the flower beds at the Hunt home in Closter, NJ. The rest of the ashes are kept at Beaker's Breakers, the family's summer home on Cape Cod. On the Find-A-Grave site, they goofed and said Richard was buried at St. John the Divine, which...

Nora: (cough, splutter) You owe me a towel, Richard Hunt! MN: Oh, come off it, Nora...now tell us about this mystery girl who's helping out at the bookstore these days. Storyteller: Yes, do tell. Nora: (shrug) I actually don't know that much about her. She seems really nice, but shy. Wants to...

That's okay, that's okay. In French, bookstore is "librarie" and library is "bibliotheque," so it's no big deal. So our unnamed girl now works at Coming Unbound...very intriguing. Keep up the good work!