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...Oh...my....GOODNESS!!! *squeals in happiness* THAT must be the "Special Treat" Uncle Dave was talking about!! He knows I LOVE SS and the Muppets and stuff!!! WOW...that'll be so cool!! And if that's not it, we can still go! Cause we're staying for like a week or so with 'em.

Scooter: *Driving the car, behind the EM's bus, he starts to hum along.* Man they do some catchy music don't they? Sara: *In the passenger seat beside Scooter, smiling and humming along.* Oh yeah, I love their music. It's so...groovy! Jim: You may start talking like Janice soon if you don't...

Going up to Pennslvania for a couple of weeks. Gonna have a really cool roadtrip type thing with my parents and my old chihauaha. We're going to make a detour, and visit the Smithsonian! For two reasons: 1) I've never even BEEN in D.C. before, let alone the Smithsonian. 2) It's that huge, neat...

oh no! *Huggles Snowthy* And I know you really looked forward to showing us those T.K.O. episodes too.

*Sara joins in the dancing*

Yep, Ed. It's a temporary one though, until my knee gets better. It's my right knee so it's a real bother. I just barely cracked my kneecap when I slipped off the porch yesterday. It was a 4 foot fall, but I'm already (if not slowly) getting better.

Scooter: Are we ready to go yet? Sara: Yep, we got sunscreen... Jim: Check! Sara: ...and hats.... Frank: Check! Sara: ...money and water to drink... Scooter: Double check! Sara: I think we're ready to go then! *Grabs her cane, and her new temporary handicapped paper, and goes out to her...

Jim: It's kinda late you know. *Stares at Sara who's still playing games on the couch.* Sara: So? My knees keeping me up. *Softly flexes her knee up and down, frowning.* Jerry: Sleep will do you wonders, Sara. Come on. Let's go to bed. Scooter: Plus you can save that thing and play more...

Oh no! It's not changing the heads on a figure. I hand-made it from polymer clay myself!! Not a scrap of a plastic toy in there. All handmade from FIMO brand (hard as a rock, felt like I was breaking my fingers trying to mold it...) polymer molding clay. He's 3 1/2 inches tall, about 2 inches...

I'm currently trying. A good tip: Don't just 'send' ideas to Disney. You loose your rights to them. I'm attempted to ask permission to publish in a book/novel format "Sadie's Stories" which "The New Arrival" and "Love is Neverending" will not be shown. I am trying to publish them for my friends.

Chapter Five The bus pulled away from the restarurant and headed down the highway. Gonzo kept his eyes focused on the road ahead, he could not wait to get to Cape Doom. Rizzo tapped Gonzo on the shoulder, and looked him over for a moment. "What Rizzo?" The werido asked, when Rizzo didn't say...

YAY!! I got a camera that WORKS on closeups finally!! It's still a teeny bit blurry on the fine edges, but otherwise it's LOADS better then the old pictures! Kermit Figurine - Completed! And yes...he DOES have Hot Pink Colored banjo strings...

Sara: *Hanging halfway off of the couch, playing her Nintendo DS. Her left knee's been hurting ever since she fell off of the porch a few days back, so she's wearing her old stiff knee brace for it.* Scooter: *Teasingly* Sara.... Sara: What Scooter? Scooter: *Waves the invite/signup sheet...

Good lord. I agree with everyone else. Can they please change the title?! I really thought he had died too! But..yeah. What are the characters? *goes to check the front page*

Chapter Four "You've hardly touched ya food, Gonz." Rizzo stated the quite obvious, as Gonzo's sardine sandwich sat relatively untouched. His mind was miles away, and his stomach was unheard by his mind. "Why did they just leave 'Cape Doom' on the postcard? It had to mean something!" Gonzo...

I second that motion. Everything's so far away from a lot of us!

It actually does help. Thank you, Ed. We're going to be revising and resending the letter sometime soon.

The sandwich was another nod/reference to X-Muppets. XD And the sigline's gone cause when I post story I take it away intentionally. I think it looks nicer that way. ;)

Chapter Three Tanzer stood up and stretched his legs a bit. He yawned, and looked out over the sea for a moment. It was beautiful and peaceful in the early morning sky. The calm, soft lapping of the waves at the shore made him smile. He grabbed his backpack, and decided if his Dad wasn't coming...

I could rant and rave about Disney vs. Henson, but we all know that fight. And it's useless. One's a tyrant about copyrights, the other just simply asks for acknowledgements usually. It's the old vicious circle. Little guy wants to do something out of admiration, Big Guy smashes it under his...