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Hi happy, I'm Insane A. Sylum... Really, though, I told you this stuff was coming! Thrilled that you like it so. I like my rock. The closet was getting stuffy, though. Ah, Ed, thank you so much for catching the reference that... wasn't there. <Blush> To be perfectly honest, I really wasn't...

Lisa: <sings> I found it, I found it, I fouuuuuuund it! I found the corny heaty thingy! <puts "corny heaty thingy" on back> AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH that feels incredible... Robin: Lisa? What IS the corny heaty thingy? Lisa: ...A miracle...

Lisa: <Groans> Where's the corny heaty thingy? Robin: The WHAT? Lisa: The corny heaty thingy. Rowlf: Beg pardon? Lisa: The corny heaty thingy! I need it... Rowlf: Why? Lisa: Because I'm sore all over and I tried icing last night and it didn't help so now I wanna try the corny heaty thingy...

Chapter Thirty-Five Two Days Later July 6, 1975 It was an old, abandoned theater. It stood on Market Central Road, proud of its state of disrepair. According to the local legend, there had been a fire many years ago, destroying everything inside. Some said that the theater’s resident...

You guys are so lucky. Really. You are swimming in luck. I took some drastic measures, see. And then I got insomnia. You are SWIMMING in luck. <removes various sofas and chairs that seem to have accumulated in front of closet door> <opens closet door> <removes rock> <opens cage>...

When I get shy, I usually hide under a rock. Or the backseat of the EM bus. Whichever's closer.

Is coming, is coming, got two hands only! And I even took drastic measures. I changed my mind about what happens in this chapter. Just ask Prawnie and Layla about my drastic measures... I crossed out an entire page worth in my notebook. <Sigh.> But anyway!

I like my closet, too.

<shifty eyes>

I like my rock.

Oh I Hug It!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Squeee!

<points at Leyla's post> ditto!

OOOoooh! Oh it's beautiful...

<shifty eyes> <locks closet door> I am not ushy-gushy. Here, green stuff. Have a muffin.

It means that "I" is not odd. I, however, am odd. In more ways than one.

Lisa: <wipes sweat> Phew! ...I think that's it. Right? We're all moved in? We've all got all of our stuff? Rowlf: Check. Robin: Yup! Chef: Okeee-a-dukeee-a! Lisa: Good. I guess it's time to- Rowlf: Play the music? Lisa: ...No, it's time to- Robin: Light the lights? Lisa: ...No, it's time...

That's right, Robin. Good boy. Don't answer your phone at work. Make your uncle feel reeeeeeeeeeeally guilty for not telling you. <grins> I love the comparison of fixing this "little problem" to fixing a hole in the ozone layer. And of course I love that Kermit and Miss Piggy hate to say...

Well... I have some ideas for some non-Muppet stuff, but nothing actually written yet. Emphasis on yet. Unless you count the beginnings of a childrens story about a cloud farm... don't ask... that's kinda stuck right now anyways... And Kathy, I sure hope that "empty" thing goes away soon, I'd...

Well excuuuuuuuuuse me, I'm only trying to be funny, say just the right things, and sorta kill time all at once with the next chapter... It's not my fault the ushy-gushy-extravaganza won't fit in this one and I have to stall to get to it... Um, not that there's any ushy-gushy-extravaganza coming...

Prawnie, if you and I are long lost identical twins, one of us has to change genders... And I'd really rather not. Sorry... Could you let the penguininin?