I haven’t seen him yet, and I’m getting worried.
Rue? Hello? Is this thing on?
He’s toying with us.
He posted over in Cafe Society, but he hasn’t given us our Monday morning thread in here.
Rue! Come out, come out wherever you are!
I looked in the kitchen, the janitors closet and out back round the jacuzzi. I didn’t see him.
Don’t worry, he’ll show up just as soon as we tap the keg.
Not to worry. Everything’s fine. (Although I am mourning all my lost posts. Actually just the one where I bought a spaceship.)
I just didn’t get a chance to jump on early this morning. When I did, I figured the Monday Morning Post could wait a little while, so everyone could settle back into their Dope routines.
If things go well tomorrow, the Monday Morning Post might be around tomorrow. Which would make it the Tuesday Edition of the Monday Morning Post.
But that’s the way things work sometimes.
-Rue.
P.S. I’m not real happy about being able to post in orange-red but not the far superior red-orange. (No, “crimson” is not the same.)
Cool! Rue’s back!
Now this place feels just a little bit more like home.
I think you mean Vermillion? 
Well Babs, let’s see…
there’s orange, orange-red (which we won’t dignify here), crimson, red, firebrick, dark red, deep pink, and tomato.
Nope, no vermillion…
-Rue.
Now I’m dissappointed I was really hoping for vermillion. I used to love that song they did.
[sub]Katie Lee, is it too late to say I’m sorry, Katie Lee it’s more important to me than you’d know…[/sub]
Though I’m dissapointed I guess I’ll have to settle for Marillion, Kayleigh instead
[sub]Kayleigh I’m just trying to say I’m sorry[/sub]
Sigh it’s just not the same somehow
I want to make it perfectly clear from the outset - if Rue starts spreading rumors about me keeping him locked in the shed and making him do unspeakable things with cheez-whiz and and hula-hoops, bear in mind that he does spend all day home alone with two little boys and he’s not always, shall we say, functioning as an adult. Not to imply anything untoward!!
After all, I’m his Number One Special Friend and I love him more than my fuzzy slippers. I’d never try to keep him all to myself and it’s just a coincidence that he’s not as prolific as he usta be! Really! Would I lie? Would this face lie??
I wanna hear an Uncle Rue story please…
So ya wanna hear a new Uncle Rue story, huh?
Well, OK. But I’m not doing the link thing. Just look around a little.
-Rue.