International Gregor of Mystery

 BR and Pete Dakota are outside, practicing their soccer moves.

BR: Arrrrgh!  I don't know how those guys in Liverpool do it!

Pete Dakota: I know!  They make it look so easy.

I can't look down the field and kick the ball at the same time.

?: It's called the pitch, Pete.  Always scan the pitch.

Look around before you receive the ball to find space to pass to your teammate.

Pete: That's a good tip.  I'll try that.

?: And BR, you want to use the inside of your foot with your toes

pointing up for close passes.  Like this.

BR: Like this?

?: Perfect! And keep your back leg solid on the ground.

BR: Who was that guy?

Pete: I've never seen him before!

The next morning...

Nicholas Sahara: ♫♫ Dum-dum-dum-dummmm ♫♫

Nicholas: Good morning, Scout!  Fancy a cuppa?

Scot-Michael: >Yawn< Best idea all day.

Nicholas: Bother...where did I put the creamer?

?: Here it is.  Allow me.

Nicholas: Lovely. There's a good chap.

?: Also, we're out of marmalade.  Might I suggest grape jelly for your toast?

The sweetness of the jelly will pair well with the Earl Grey.

Nicholas: Oooh, scrummy!

Scot-Michael: Lay on some toast, Nickels!

Scot-Michael: Who the heck...?

Nicholas: Haven't the foggiest!

Just WHO is that helpful, knowledgeable boy?

STAY TUNED!

School For the Sneaky

 

Holly Belle: Don't you just love this new dress?  I think it looks stunning on me!

Harriet: How on earth did she snatch that up so fast?

It literally just arrived in the mail!

Pamela: I've heard that she's been getting some instruction from Frank.

Harriet: Frank??  What does he know about fashion?

Pamela: Oh, nothing, obviously, but he's very good at getting things he wants.

Just substitute a dress for a cheeseburger and you'll understand what I mean.

EARLIER...

Frank: It's very important to keep your eyes peeled for incoming loot.

I use binoculars to watch for Daddies John and Steve on their way back from grocery shopping.

You'll also need to keep a lookout for the postie.

Holly Belle: Oooh, good point.

Frank: Sometimes you need to create a distraction.

Just say, loudly, that someone's at the door and they'll all go running.

Everybody's extremely nosy in this house.

Holly Belle: Aren't nosy people just the worst?

Frank: You can always go over to the fuse box and pull out one of these.  

Say that there's been a power cut, and in the ensuing chaos you can grab anything you want.

If you're questioned later on, just say you didn't want anything in the fridge to spoil.

Holly Belle: Not sure that would work for a dress or shoes, but I'll keep it in mind.

Meghan: I've got to hand it to you on scoring that new dress.

I'm actually a bit envious.

Holly Belle: It was all due to Frank.  That boy's a genius, in a devious sort of way.

He only looks dumb.

Meghan: Who would have guessed?

Gregoropolis Bio: Pete Dakota

 Daddies John and Steve are pleased to present the second entry in an occasional biographical series.  You follow their adventures, now get to know a little more about the Gregoropolis residents themselves!

Full name: Pete Dakota Gregor.  (Only Nicholas Sahara ever calls him 'Peter')

Birthday: 16 April

Daddy: John

Style: 1970-71 Brunette Turtleneck

Best Friend (Human): BR

Best Friend (Canine): Denali

with puppy Denali

Favorite Outdoors Game: Hide & Seek (is always the last to be found)

'Me Time' Activities: Painting and Reading

Favorite Artist: Gonzalo Endara Crow

Favorite Books: The Big Bug Mesa western series by Randolph L. Tumbleweed

Dressed as his literary hero, cowboy Monterey Jack

Biggest Fear: That the Christmas Elf will get him

Ever feel like you were being watched???

Proudest of: His Scottish heritage

Role within the Terrific Ten: Everybody's favorite little brother

Role within Gregoropolis: Zen Master

Pete Dakota was originally adopted by Daddy Steve, but Daddy John gave him his name and consequently took over his adoption.

Pete is the youngest of the Terrific Ten and normally quiet and shy but woe to anyone who interrupts him while he's in the middle of a painting project!  When life in Gregoropolis gets too loud, he will retreat to the western world of Big Bug Mesa and the adventures of his hero, cowboy Monterey Jack. He enjoys taking walks with his dog Denali, who is completely devoted to Pete--they can often be found out strolling with BR and his dog Annabelle.  Pete will pop up now and then with sometimes head-scratching bon mots of Zen wisdom.  

On the other hand, you have different fingers.

What's With The Hats?

 

Philip Guy: How about a treasure hunt in the backyard?

Kirwan Mahoney: A treasure hunt? Hmmmmm....

Philip: Yeah, and the first team to find the golden pumpkin wins a prize!

Kirwan: I like it!  We also need a game for inside.

Philip: Bobbing for apples?

Kirwan: Apples are so passé.  What about bobbing for golf balls?

Philip: People will be breaking their teeth!

Kirwan: I know! We then charge a cut of the tooth fairy payments!

Philip: Good grief, no!

Stephen Orange: What's going on here?

Philip: We're planning the Halloween Party.

Noah: And what's with those ridiculous hats?

Kirwan: Sorry, no one's allowed to question the hats.

Uli: Ach! Why is there crowd in kitchen?  Is not mealtime!

Philip: We're planning the Halloween Par--

Uli: --Nein! Not in kitchen!

Uli:  I will NOT be sweeping up teeth!

Kirwan: Spoilsport.

Philip: Bobbing for cheese curds?

Kirwan: Hmmmm...you've got something there...

Autumnal Angst

 

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Jessica: What was that?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: There it is again!

Jessica: Did you forget to shut off the kettle?

Ginger: Maybe we need to replace the battery in the fire alarm?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: Oh, wait.  I know what it is -- Duncan.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Ginger: Oh yes!  It's that time of year, isn't it?

Jessica: The poor thing.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: I suppose one of us has got to coax him off the edge.

Jessica: I nominate you, Daphne.

Ginger: Oh yes, you're so good at that sort of thing.

Daphne: >Sigh<...Very well.

Duncan: EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Duncan: EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Daphne: Now, Sweetie, you've got to get a hold of yourself.

It's just one leaf.  We still have plenty of really lovely weather ahead of us.

Duncan: >pant, pant<

Daphne: That's it.  Deep breaths.

Duncan: >pant< Eeek.

The Donkey Knows More

Daddy Steve: Here in Gregoropolis, we are big fans of garden ornament--tasteful ornament, of course.  Although that's all in the eye of the beholder.

Daphne: No pink flamingos around here, thank you.

Recently, we set out a metal donkey that had belonged to my mother.  He had been stored away for many years and was looking pretty shabby.  A coat of 'Hunt Club Green' spray paint revitalized him.

Barbara: He looks very smart.

Beatrix: Who says "it's not easy being green"?

Rhoda: So what's the donkey's name?

Mikko: We named him Hoetie.

Rhoda: Huh? What kind of name is that?

Tyler: As in 'Donkey-Hoetie'!

Tyler and Mikko: HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!

Mikko: We were going to name him 'Kong'.

Tyler: That he would be 'Donkey --

Rhoda: Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Mikko: But we went with the more literary choice cuz it's classier.

Rhoda: >Snort< And you two are all about class.

Marco: A-E-I-O-U,

¡El burro sabe más que tú!

Holly Belle: Oh, a love poem in French!  How beautiful!

Marco: It's Spanish, actually.

Holly Belle: Whatever.

Paul David: She can be a bit clueless, can't she?

Marco: Sí, amigo, totally clueless.