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Way to go, Sgt. Floyd. Hang in there, and I think you're having a slightly better time of it than your classmates are. I'd bring an obsidian scarab or a rabbit's foot or a crucifix to school if I were you.

I've mentally placed Hensonville somewhere in the tri-state area. It could be in SE New York, north Jersey or south Connecticut. It's on the commuter rail routes that go into New York.

Oh, Lord. There was the episode with the testy chocolate cake that spoke Japanese (I believe that was Richard I heard laughing off-camera during that sketch), and the one with the flapjacks and "blunderbuss," and the moving spaghetti...the list goes on. And let's not forget the Lou Rawls...

Ouch. Well, working with large hoofed animals does come with a few risks...but then, working with animals of any species (college floormates come to mind) comes with certain risks. Hope your foot heals quickly and properly. Your comment about being due for an accident makes me think of that one...

Good grief, tracing and re-coloring that picture would take me an eternity and a half to do, and I got A's in art class in school. Good luck on the picture, Renee; I'm sure your guardian-angel-slash-father-figure (no further intro necessary) would love it.

It sounds like a fun project. Of course, some stories are really long, and some are really short, plus there's all the legal ramifications to deal with. Renee's right; it'd end up being a whole set of encyclopedias, we being the prolific right-brained Muppet-loving scribblers that we are. But...

Thank goodness. It wouldn't do to have people poking around in the Chamber of Secrets (tee hee) down there; it'd ruin the whole operation. (Richard notices that the TMS poster behind the bar is crooked; he runs over and adjusts it, casting a shifty, secretive glance around the room.)

Count: I shall LYK if I'd like to join in. Granted, I'm getting ready to move out of my real-life dorm room and head home for the summer, so I'll have to give it some thought. And by the whole coffee house, does that include the secret bunker?

Well, now isn't that sweet. Clearly, the man was really good with young children. It seems that he'd have made a good father, yet he apparently didn't have kids of his own...unless Renee's dream turns out to be at least halfway true, but that's another story.

When Muppets switch bodies...now there's a recipe for mayhem. I know from Jim Croce. My favorite of his tunes is 'Time in a Bottle,' which I believe was on an actual episode in season 2, in a sketch involving a scientist who's found an eternal-youth formula.

Both of whom were way too young to die. Jim was still quite young, 53...and Richard was 40. Just a kid, and the same age John Lennon was when he died.

Let's see, now: DOB: November 5, 1985 Sign: Scorpio POB: Anchorage, AK Occupation: Perpetually frazzled college student and intrepid girl reporter Hobbies: Reading, writing, playing the guitar and bass, listening to music, daydreaming, traveling Fav. food: Anything with chocolate in it Fav...

Yes, Nora made it into the story! It's standing room only at Jim's...but we're all friends, so it shouldn't be an issue.

Hmmm. I don't know if there are any canon biographies out there. We've been mainly working from whatever little tidbits we pick up from the show and the movies. If you want a list of original/current performers, you can try Wikipedia. You can also look up some stuff at the Kermitage or...

He wasn't the original Statler (that was Jerry Nelson), but he was the most famous Statler. It's rather appropriate, I think, to have the Muppet crew's resident cutup up in the box working one of the hecklers. It looks like Jim and Richard had a good time doing that.

Well, now, I wouldn't say Nora was exactly clambering all over Scooter; she was too busy dodging the Killer Fish and keeping her psychotic younger twin siblings in check, plus Scooter seemed fairly interested in her...but who cares, it's strictly arbitrary. Let's see where this is going next...

(gives a long, low whistle) This is going to be a huge map! I take it that Hunt Street and Hunt Boulevard are two separate roadways.

Once again, the divine Miss P. is up on her high horse. (A mustang clops by, whinnying in an irritated fashion at having to carry Miss Piggy on its back.) Poor Scooter...we do put him through his paces on this forum, don't we?

(blushes in a desperate attempt to look humble) Heartstopping, eh? I guess I should have posted a defibrillator along with the story! Glad to hear that you loved it!

And she's updated the avatar again! Let's see...that is from Of Muppets and Men, the photo at the start of ch. 8 (Waiting). Did you draw that? Looks great?