Most stories have a beginning, middle and end, but life is a continuum...

Jeez, you leave town for a few weeks and this is what happens...

hey ya mac! i've misssed you! were you been? yeah, we been busy here in the tir..lol

Who's mac?

a GUEST?? is asking who someone is??? now that takes the cake!! ROTFLMAO

What'd I say?

No rights for guests, like children they should be seen and not heard.Does that work in cyber space?

seen but not heard??? *shock* ... I must remember to tell MY kids that one *L*.

s'ok, guestie, I was just joshin'. Don't get ya knickers in a knot. *smile*

LOL, Lacie, If Guest will look one post above Sarette's *Mac* post, guest will see Sarette is responding to *Mcguire* (Mac?)

OZ related!!!!!


Q. Why didn't the Kangaroo cross the road?

A. Because he had a Kangaroo Paws (pause)!

Guess they won't be calling me to write jokes for letterman:(

BTW Kangaroo paws are selling like hot cakes in the Nurseries in the Bay Area!

...such barbarians in the Bay Area. *g*

what do they taste like?

Kangaroo paws taste like "Kanga Pao Chicken" of course! MMMMMM, YUMYUM!

And Seamus, there's a good Philly "Cheeze Paw Recipe" too!
They love 'em up by Penny Pack Park! Yummmm!

So there I was, in the forest, looking for signs of Dorothy, but there was no sign of her. Had she really gone back to the real world? Or was there something more sinister afoot? I had to find out. That's what brought me to this so called merry old land of Oz. I'm a detective, a private eye, and I've been hired to find out the whereabouts of one Dorothy Gale of Kansas, USA. There wasn't a trace to be found, just a note left at a party saying she was going back to the real world. Kinda ominous. Now where to go from here. I found a few hairs from a lion and some kind of small dog, looks like a terrier of some sort. And then there's all this straw and oil all over the yellow brick road. And in a couple of spots, scuff marks as if something metal has been tapping and dragging over the path. I don't know, I might need to sit and think on this for a while. It's a real puzzler. So there ya have it. You know everything I know. But I will get to the bottom of this...

Now who's this Marlowe person? I can't find him/her anywhere on these pages.

ok!ok!!! where did the play go to? i've either lost my head or it's dissapeared off the baords

good greif..what a nut i am..found it.but thanks for everyone that was going to help!

Okay, I have some ex-soldiers that are now unemployed who say they saw this Dorothy throw water on their boss and melt her. They were pretty happy at first because she was a rude task master, but the General took over the castle, fired the rest of them and turned the witch's castle into a bed and breakfast. They are looking for Dorothy too, but not for the same reasons I am. I hope for her sake that I find her before they do. They are kinda unhappy with her at the moment. Still, I have an idea of where she's been and I hear she was traveling with three guys, sounds like they may be circus performers or something. So now I'm looking for a circus or maybe some street performers. I hear one of them has recently been installed as some sort of wizard of Oz at the Emerald city. I have to be careful because there's a band of opium smugglers that recently showed up out there and they are harvesting the poppies that started mysteriously growing there a short time back. I tell you, this is one of the strangest cases I've ever worked, still, a buck's a buck, know what I mean? Well, I'm off to the Emerald City...

*yells from her high place ontop of the bleachers...*they went that way!!!! *points out the door to the left*

Okay, here I am at the Emerald City. Some clown in a green suit,a fake mustache and bushy eyebrows is refusing to let me in. I've tried bribery, blackmail and threats, still no dice. This calls for drastic measures, but what? Hmmmm, I'll have to think about this...

Journal, April 26, 2000: I'm in jail. I tried sneaking over the city wall, fell on my keester in front of the constable's house. He was none too pleased when I hit his dog with a newpaper. The dog apparently had some sort of heart condition, keeled over and bought the farm right in the garden. His wife and kids were crying, calling me a dog murderer. Jaysus, am I in trouble and I have no currency of the realm. In this land there's no posting bail or bond. I have to wait to go before the high wizard himself to see what's going to happen. Here comes my bread and water, more later...

Journal, April 26, 2000: I'm in jail. I tried sneaking over the city wall, fell on my keester in front of the constable's house. He was none too pleased when I hit his dog with a newpaper. The dog apparently had some sort of heart condition, keeled over and bought the farm right in the garden. His wife and kids were crying, calling me a dog murderer. Jaysus, am I in trouble and I have no currency of the realm. In this land there's no posting bail or bond. I have to wait to go before the high wizard himself to see what's going to happen. Here comes my bread and water, more later...

SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERRRRRRRRRRRRRE!!!!!!!!

sheeesh, do I have to do everything?

*batts her eyelashes at the guards, blows a cyber kiss and charms the keys out of them*

There ya go, Marlowe, your freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!*wink*

Thanks Lacie. *Puts on disguise and sneaks off*

your disguise is a bit like the 'emperor's clothes', Marlowe *s*

*covers eyes* oh dear-ah ha! I don't think they'll let you in the emerald city dres-no ah...well i don't think they are going to let you in...

*Looks down at self* Hmmmm, what happened to my clothes? *sneaks up on one of the guards, renders him unconscious, steals his clothes*
Tight fit, but this'll do...

*can't resist a man in a tight fit uniform* ... hello there, handsome *wink*

*Walks through front gate of Emerald City with a wallaby on a leash*

This might help a little.

Back in the real world....

Dorothy is living a hectic life but still thinks of her friends in OZ

*SIGH*

a wallaby you can leash, if ya game.... just leave the bilbys alone, OK?

Dotty is MISSING? .. nahhhh

HULLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, why do you think I'm here? Of course she's missing...

she's not missing, silly .. she's hiding *grin*

Ohhhh, now I see. She's Hiding. Hmmmmmm.........

I want some milk

Ms D Gale

Mr Marlowe
Oz

Dear Sir
I am not missing nor hiding. I know exactly where I am. I left Oz for various reasons. Three months after my friends and I saw the wizard a crisis occurred and I needed them but
The Cowardly Lion had lost his medal
The Tinman's watch had gone flat and
The Scarecrow didnt use his brain when it came to
our friendship.
I left because I felt I was no longer needed. That is all.
Yours sincerely
Dorothy

Goodbye Oz

*Waves goodbye from the airship going back to Kansas*

Good riddance!!

*Shoots sharp objects at the blimp as it heads out over the ocean*

In a place far from Kansas, a thoughtful Dorothy remembers the fun times of Oz....and still wishes her friends joy.

Happy Happy, Joy Joy ..........

*Heads outback with the dingos looking for tucker*

Not much tucker out by Black Stump, mate....

You don't think so because you probably don't eat grubs

I hate when those sharp objects pop your zeppelin. At least we landed on this ship...

Curse you Dingoboy!!!!!

Wow, that's kind of scarey

Well, that sure is better than a warm landing in Lakehurst New Jersey, like the Hindenburg.

*Sits down with a bag of marshmallows and a stick and begins roasting*

*Picks up empty marshmallow bags*
What's this place coming to? Da noive

*Picks up medal, puts it back on*

*unflattens watch*

I never really had a brain, just straw...
*SIGH*

Well whoop de frickin do, I guess we're off to see the wizard

Stay thy whoop de do's my friend. I sense serious trouble here...

Did I say whoop de do? Oh, excuse me, I meant to say Lottie frickin da!!! Any better your Parsonship?

*YAWN*
Think I'll go get something to eat. I'm hungry for a nice Dingo burger. Where's that dingo?

Not really any better guest.

*Eats a guest burger instead*
*Waves to Dorothy*