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Goat: <gasp> A TALKING flying pony! Dude, did you SEE that? The flying pony TALKED! Hey, Ms. Muffin, where'd the flying pony come from? Hey--Ms. Muffin? Ms. Muffin? <looks around attic for Grace> Hey, Kitty Muffin, where'd your owner go? Excuse me, flying pony, have you seen Ms. Muffin? I...

Goat: <to Norman> My name is Goat. And despite whatever Frosty there thinks, I'm totally female and entirely human. At least, as far as I know. As for Ms. Muffin and Knick-knack, I have no idea where they came from. Actually, I don't know where you came from, either. And let's not get into where...

Goat: <stares blankly at Father for a moment> Of course it's dusty, Frosty. That's why I'm up here, dude. It's the best spot in the attic! Besides, I've got a great view of all the labels on the boxes down there. You've got one over in the corner marked "empty box," and I've seen a dozen marked...

It gets even harder if you don't come on the forum too often. For instance, Snowth, it's probably been years since you had your old avatar with both snowths in it... but I honestly haven't been able to recognize you since then without a conscious effort to look at the name and say, "Yes, this is...

Goat: <dangling upside down from the rafters> Somebody call for a crazy bozo? <glances at TV> Spice in Flight? I LOVE that show! When did that get back on the air? It's been canceled, like, five times! <continues hanging upside down while watching TV>

Goat: Grapefruit! What a great fruit. I'll try that! <opens refrigerator door> Oh, hey, Mud Squirt! How's it goin'? <grabs grapefruit> Hey, Frosty, your daughter's in the fridge! <closes refrigerator door> Y'know, the little cute one, with the good taste. Your family really likes sittin' in the...

Goat: <crinkles nose, causing a few specks of dirt to fall off> Frosty, haven't we been over this? I'm no fellow. I'm a female. <shakes head, tossing more dirt to the floor, and comes inside> <looks at Grace> Hey! I didn't see you in the tent. You must be new here! <Grabs Grace's hand and shakes...

Goat: <warily peers in the front door> Hey, Frosty? Are you sure about this house thing? Because the tent was working real swell, I mean, except for that whole thing with the fire burning a hole in the top, but that works 'cause then it lets the smoke out, right? I mean, I'm all for trying...

Well, so far, what I do with a BA in English is sit around a lot, read and write mostly fanfic, and apply to jobs while staring at bills that seem to be multiplying and thanking my lucky stars that my parents refuse to throw me out of the house based on some random principle. I also mentally...

For some reason, I only get the urge to post when I'm walking out the door and don't have time to do so, and that just doesn't seem fair. So, since today will mostly be devoted to doing laundry, I figure I'll do some serious commenting on this story while I'm waiting to change loads. First of...

Oh, I'm SO glad I had time to read this chapter before heading out the door! Did I mention I've been reading this? I don't think I did. Well, I've been reading and GREATLY enjoying! And I will say more later, but now it's time for me to dash off. I look forward to reading more!

Yup, that's me!

Goat: <Nods solemnly> Absolutely. <bursts out of the tent and immediately slides into a huge mud puddle> Ahhh, much better. Come on in, Frosty! The mud's fine!

Should'a known somebody would call me on that. :p Still caught up in some massive family shindig shenanigan type things for now, and I can guarantee I won't be posting any fanfic in the month of June--as mentioned elsewhere, I'll be writing 50,000 words or so of something publishable then...

No, no, not stupid at all! Just an accurate observation that, coincidentally, had already been stated. No harm in that. And I'm glad to see you're enjoying my old stories so much! One of these days, I'll get around to posting some newer things, too... Maybe eventually even finish something. (Of...

Remember those good old days, when I was keeping up with your writing and drawing and loving every second of it? Ah, yes, those were the good old days, when I was barely surviving my last year of college and had not yet had three or four life cycle events in my family thrown at me in a single...

No, this story doesn't add to the NaNoWriMo word count. NaNoWriMo is dedicated to one, brand-new story. Of course, there are NaNo Rebels, who write 50,000 words onto an existing, incomplete story (which is what I plan to do in June) or write 50,000 words worth of short stories... But generally...

As promised, I have returned with more to say and with less of a time limit. First... responding to various other posts. I never found it at all strange or forced... but then again, this was my first introduction to the story of Treasure Island. When I read the book for school in seventh grade...

Trivia: What we hear in the movie was Kevin Bishop (actor for Jim) singing the songs LONG before any scenes were actually filmed, just getting the hang of the notes. When it was time for the actual filming and "real" recordings, well... Kevin hit puberty. His voice was cracking like CRAZY, and...

Well, the treasure really didn't matter to Kermit/Smollet--or to Jim. What DID matter is that Long John, despite being the villain, was legitimately Jim's friend. (Note when he specifically tells Jim to escape when the pirates start getting violent: "Because I like you, boy. I hope you didn't...