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<crawls under rock>

Well, naturally, Ryan, brainstorming is always easier when there's someone to bounce brainstorms off of, no matter how real or imaginary they are. I frequently discuss brainstorms with the voices inside my head. voice inside my head: yeah, but she's been ignoring us lately... Oh! Well...

Beth, how the heck did you read all that in six minutes?!? ... and how much would you hurt me if I told you that it gets worse... I mean! Um- uh- nothing! nothing. Nothing at all. Man, I could never play poker.

...I ate peanut butter from a bowl?...what was I too lazy to get the bread?... actually, now that you mention it, that sounds kinda good... hm, maybe mix in a little chocolate... melt it in the microwave... yummmmmmmmmmmm Oh wait, I've done that before... I should do it again, it tasted...

Terror Dirt Road They found Galt's property with surprising ease. Like the cabin, it was surrounded entirely with woods, but the entrance was much more visible. Gina unhitched her car from the bus as the muppets slowly unboarded. Then she turned to face them. One look in their eyes told her...

Well, that was a fine graduation party. Hung around outside, talked about random things. Like how 1337, in my mind, means "frosting," and whether or not we questioned each other's spoonability, and which of my friends is packing which of my body parts in their suitcases when they go to Israel in...

<giggle> <Chuckle> <hysterical laughter> Sorry but everything's funnier when you're tired. Just ask my mom after nine... actually, don't ask her that. Ask her if Bach's Handle is Baroque. Ah, I ramble again. More story coming... I need a nap first... Oh don't look at me like that...

Weather, last I checked, mid eighties, but probably hotter than that by now. mm... partly cloudy... yeah, that's about the weather. Breakfast: peanut butter on crackers with a big glass of milk. (see, there is variety in my diet. i had my peanut butter on crackers today, and I had milk...

On a similar note, does anybody know how I managed to hit 500 posts? I didn't even notice until I was scrolling through here and saw I had 501. Man, the way I keep doing this, I will NEVER be able to start a thread saying "lookie lookie I got x hundred posts!" You know what, maybe that's a good...

Mazel Tov! (this is the part where my rabbi would say that there's some other hebrew expression that should be used since the baby hasn't been born yet, but I can never remember what that expression is. Actually I can never hear what it is when she says it. meh, same thing, right? well no. oh...

glaglio, there you go confusing me again... why does this remind me of "You're wearing shorts and the walls are yellow, therefore I am Moses"? And if MC disapeared, I would... um... have absolutely NOTHING to do. And I would... um... well, it wouldn't be good, I'll tell ya that much...

Some tough stuff ahead? Honey, you don't know the HALF of it! "Tough" doesn't even BEGIN to describe it! I mean, first... and then... and they... and then... and... but then... and... and... and THEN things get... oh shoot I'm giving everything away again... <sigh.>

Whoo! Now that I FINALLY got enough time to read it (I don't know how I got busy today) I love it! And, of course, ever so predictably, I want more. SAVE THE RAINBOW!

<snicker> ...It has some great behinds... <snicker> In my personal opinion, KSY isn't as bad as people say it is. In fact, I like it. Granted, it's not as good as, say, any-other-muppet-movie-with-the-exception-of-Muppets-In-Space, but it does have a certain element of quality to it, and I...

OH my gosh chef, did you SEE that sunset? It was absolutely STUNNING! See mom dad and I all rode to dinner- mom on her bike, me on the back of dad's- and then we went for this looooooooooong ride after and it was sooooooooooo beautiful and that SUNSET! Oh my gosh, so gorgeous. It was all pink...

<HUGE GIGANTIC HUG!> I'm so sorry to hear that, Vibs. We're all here for you. I'm not much for advice, but I've always been good for leaning on. Here, have another hug. <HUG>

A Fresh Start Kermit laid on his stomach in the pile of hay, with his head tucked into the crook of his arm. He could almost feel the sun rising ouside. He rolled over so he could see, and sure enough, the cabin was a little brighter than it had been when he had fallen asleep. A soft beam of...

I like it. Very cool. I'd love to see it when it's done!

Well in that case I have a present for you. We have here some lovely such stuff, but no rizzo. Lot's of others, though...

<collapsing on couch> Well, I've been charged with Crazy Harry's fuses, and my sentence has something to do with sand, or sandwiches, or toast or... I'm not exactly sure. All I know is I'm no lawyer. And they went easy on Beau! something about charity. But he has to get evidence by tomorrow...