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From: brumby@nella5.cc.monash.edu.au (Stephen McNamara)
Subject: Re: FOOD FIGHT !!!! (Re: Subject change: politics)
Organization: Monash University, Melb., Australia.
Date: Wed, 11 Nov 1992 10:24:20 GMT


   (*sigh* I hate having to fish stuff out of other machines news spools
because Monash 'don't approve of news')


   Hey, if the brumby gets covered by enough of this mess to start making
his hair fall out, would that make him a piebald?

u906451@bruny.cc.utas.edu.au (Damien Saunders) writes:
>Damien calls Brumby over. After a few minutes of hushed mutterings, 
>sniggers and evergrowing smirks.

   The brumby snorts.

>Brumby trots toward Golden Gyphon with Damien, a pie holder and a generous
>supply of pies. Brumby says "Get ready" Damien picks up two pies one in each
>hand and starts a barrage at Gryphon, continuous resupplying his right hand
>by reloading via his left.
>Scoring about four hits on Golden Gryphon Damien then says "Brumby, steady
>your gait." and pushes a blanket over the flank which will face Gryphon on
>the way out.

   At this point things depart from Damien's carefully prepared plans. The
brumby wasn't expecting this Huge Horse Eating Monster to appear over his
flank in an obvious attempt to swallow him whole! (Ever tried to put a rug
on a horse that's never seen one before?)

> Cries of amasement occur when Damien then slides over to the
>opposite flank of Brumby and stays on. Having created a shield for both
>himself and Brunby.

   The brumby however, decides that it's time for him to leave, while he's
still alive! He squeals and leaps to one side, doing his best to out run
this Thing that has pounced upon him without warning. 
   Unfortunately the Thing stays there, at least until Damien lets go and
slides off one side of the brumby, letting the blanket slide off the other.
The brumby backs up and stares at the blanket, nostrils flared, and blows
hard down his nose, wondering if it will leap up and attack him again.
After a while of watching the blanket aggressively lie still at him, the
brumby decides it's time to try and slink off somewhere safer. 
   The brumby goes off to one of his usual 'hiding spots' in the bar,
somewhere behind the hot tub. He peers over the edge at the patrons within.

   "I've never been in one of these things, will it get apple and caramel
pie out of my mane?"


-- 
     The Silver Brumby of          brumby@yoyo.cc.monash.edu.au
      the Silicon Plains

      The grass is always greener on the other side of the network.
From: braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca (The Didi-Sprite)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: ... and you didn't even know I'd gone!
Date: 6 Nov 92 18:24:32 GMT
Organization: SOCS - Mcgill University, Montreal, Canada
Originator: braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca

In article <1d9o5qINN9nc@gap.caltech.edu> ajm@wag.caltech.edu (Abner J. Mintz) writes:
>Well, rutabagas are a type of veggie, I think vaguely related to turnips (
>I could be wrong, never having seen one.)
>
>As to what it tastes like ... probably like albatross ...

"Tee-hee!"  giggles the -Sprite.  "Abner is right though.  A rutabaga
looks like a small turnip, though it is white, instead of orangey
yellow and has a lovely purple-magenta band round the top.  As to taste,
I will have to go out and buy one and try it out for you, because I have
never had one myself ... unless it was in soup or stew or something like
that and I was unaware that it was there."

----<--<@

RUTABAGA:  (Swede, Swedish Turnip) { Brassica Napobrassica }
--------

"A root vegetable of the cabbage family which resembles the turnip
and is often confused with it.  The Rutabaga is distinguished by an
ochre-colored swollen 'neck' bearing a number of ridges which are the
leaf base scars, and it has smooth bluish leaves.  The turnip has little
or no neck and thin, hairy green leaves.  Rutabagas are also larger than
turnips.  There are white and yellow varieties but the commercially
available ones are yellow.

"The origin of the rutabaga or Swede, as most people call it, is not
quite clear but Sweden doesn't seem to be the place it developed.  It is
believed to have hybridized from cabbage and turnip, possibly in the
17th Century, probably in Bohemia.  Rutabaga is a hardy, long-lasting,
easy to store, cold weather crop and flourishes in Central and Northern
Europe, where they became a staple of the diet of the poor as well as
animal fodder.  As recently as World War II, many peopl would have
starved to death without the rutabaga, which was vegetable, fruit for
preserves, and even the material for ersatz coffee.

"The rutabaga is not a delicate or particularly interesting vegetable
but it is a fresh one, which counts in winter.  Cooked with a little
imagination and care, it can be turned into surprisingly palatable
dishes."

from:  "The Unabridged Vegetable Cookbook" ... by Nika Hazelton.

Obviously, she and our supermarket manager/s need to get together
on their naming and descriptive techniques ... I am now wondering
if what I have thought to be a Rutabaga is, in fact, something else!

----<--<@

Well, just thought I would share that with you!

----<--<@

The Didi-Sprite
Montreal * Canada

braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca 
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From: li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus)
Subject: Re: God and Science:  The Ramblings of The Nightstalker
Organization: Data I/O Corporation
Date: Wed, 11 Nov 1992 17:53:02 GMT

In article <RANDOLPH.92Nov10194503@cognito.ebay.Sun.COM> randolph@cognito.ebay.Sun.COM (Randolph Fritz) writes:
>"It is perhaps worth noting that most great physicists are religious.
>Hey, maybe they know something we don't."

Laughter!!  

The deeper I delve into how the world is made, the more my faith in a
Being is renewed.  Those who say that science has no morality have no
insight into the soul and the search of science.  Only a scientist who
looks closely into the face and the workings of the Creator can appreciate
the beauty and power and infinitude of both all that is made and the Maker.

Giggle... [ and Liralen finds herself perched precariously on a pile of
soapboxes... ]

The guys that classify the things of the world have the first job God gave
Adam and Eve, and it's the only job He gave them before the Fall.  And that
job was to name all the creatures of the land, sea and air, and all the
thing therein.

Caltech was and I think is the ultimate research facility, where undergrads
get an easy shot at becoming teammembers of some of the world's best
research teams.  One learns a lot about the importance of truth, about how
honesty and true honor are a part of the whole outlook on science, and
about how much work finding the truth or 'grace' can be.  The Honor System
isn't there to stop us from cheating on others, it's there to stop us from
cheating ourselves and our searches for truth.

Think about it... we wrap our minds around the idea that the *entire*
Universe is relative, no one piece can observe another piece except as a
comparison of their own relative positions and velocities.  There *is* no
absolute.  There is no center to the universe other than something we
arbitrailiy pick.  Think of all the moral implications of that simple fact.
We're *all* relative to each other, and the only measurements we can take
are those relative to our own coordinates and to coordinates that we choose.

Or what about the lesson of the butterfly's wing in Chaos theory?  A single
butterfly is capable of changing the weather patterns for the world over
time.  So what can a single person do?  

For every answer, there are a multitude of ways of arriving at it, and if
it's a True answer, then it should work in many more ways than just how the
first person found it.  

And, as StM said, while science is very good at finding out 'how' and
'what', it doesn't usually answer the ultimate 'why', which religion
usually is really good at doing.  So there really isn't any conflict,
whatsoever, in having both... and, in many cases actually makes a lot of
sense.

How closely related are the scientists alone with their thoughts and their
equipement and the world around them and the finding of truth and the holy 
ones alone with their thoughts and the world around them and their search 
for the truth?

-- 
Liralen Li           | "Relativity.  If it's good enough for the universe,
aka Phyllis Rostykus |  it's good enough for me."
li@inigo.Data-IO.com | 					- me
From: olson@husc10.harvard.edu (Chip Olson@somewhere.out.there)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: The -Sprite Blows In!
Date: 9 Nov 92 05:10:47 GMT
Organization: Spam-On-A-Rope Inc.
In-reply-to: braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca's message of 8 Nov 92 05:19:15 GMT

In article <9211081519.AA19025@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca> braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca (The Didi-Sprite) writes:

>When there is no answer forthcoming, the -Sprite continues:  "I have
>been going through my files and have just come across the November
>birthday list ... and we have some congratulations to send out!
>
>"First ... Skeeve!  Yours was on November 2nd!  I hope it was very 
>happy!

"Hey Skeeve, are you still around?  Haven't heard from you in a while, and 
thought I saw you on the last MIA list.  Real silly to drop out right 
before your birthday, 'cause then you miss things like the following.."

>"Second ... Castellan!  Yours was on November 4th!  I don't know how
>I could have overlooked that ... may I offer you a hug and a kiss?
>And, a cup of Mike's best Irish Coffee?

"A hug and a kiss from DIDI-SPRITE?!! Oh boy oh boy oh boy!!" and Castellan
goes dancing around the room making an absolute fool of himself.  

--
-Chip Olson. | olson@husc.harvard.edu | ceo@{gnu.ai,silver.lcs}.mit.edu 
"Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted
by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate driven deep 
beneath the waves; let me forget about today until tomorrow"  -Bob Dylan.
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From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Jason))
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Gasoline taxes
Date: 9 Nov 92 15:58:54 GMT
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Organization: University of Oregon, Architecture
NNTP-Posting-Host: aaa.uoregon.edu

In article <1dfgaoINN1nu@gap.caltech.edu>, lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU
(Speaker-to-Minerals) wrote:
> 
> In article <1992Nov5.181521.4303@data-io.com>, li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus) writes:
> >There are some businesses up here that *give* bus passes to their employees,
> >because it is impossible to increase parking in the city center.  They have
> >special lots and spaces for those that carpool.  Some businesses even pay
> >their employees a bonus if they don't drive.
> 
> That's the way they SHOULD put it, if they're going to do something like that. 
> But bad examples abound.  For example, Caltech just decided to do something
> like that, but their implementation is to give, if I recall correctly, $18 per
> month to employees who car-pool.  OK, so now I've got to try to find someone
> willing to swing by my apartment on their way to and from work so that I can
> collect the $18 (I'll split it 50/50 with anybody I can convince to do this),
> instead of bicycling to work as I do now :-).

At the U of Oregon, all employees get a free bus pass as part of their
staff ID card, good anywhere in the Lane County transit district. Students
get one too, paid for out of their student fees, although they can opt out
on that if they choose to do so. Parking on our campus is at a premium, and
everyone is encouraged to bus or bike it. As an added incentive, parking
sticker fees for the few lots on campus are around $200 a year! And that
-doesn't- promise you a space. The employees joke about parking permits
being a 'hunting licence'. It just allows you to 'hunt' for an legal place
to park. If an employee wants a reserved space, that has to be cleared by
your department head, valid cause for your needing one must be shown, and
it costs around $450! Gives you a lot of incentive to ride the bus or a
bike. (However, there -are- parking meters on campus as well, for those who
need to bring a car in briefly.)

Jason
Who owns two cars, but rides the bus to work.

.
From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Jason))
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: can anyone hear me?
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Date: 13 Nov 1992 17:16:17 GMT
Organization: University of Oregon, Architecture
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: aaa.uoregon.edu

In article <BxCvxG.1x8@agora.rain.com>, feath@agora.rain.com (Feather)
wrote:
> 
> Feather has been talking and expressing opinions in the Place, and no one
> has been replying.  Feather is puzzled.  Have her words been coming 
> through?
> 
> "Can anyone hear me?"
> 
>  

Jason checks the date on Feather's post, now that Soprano has pointed out
the time lag. "Whuff! It took that post -six days- to reach my site! I run
the MS Mail server for my school within the University of Oregon, so I get
to see the server logs for attempts to connect to other nodes. There's been
a steady stream of messages from Feather's "agora.rain.com" server,
indicating that it isn't answering mail sent to it. I think the poor thing
must be in nearly terminal overload status. Feather told me that it usually
takes her several attempts to even get a line into that dial-in comercial
server, rather than a busy signal. Sounds like they are suffering from an
excess of popularity, and need to expand their hardware to keep up with
demand for services."

"Good luck Feather! Hope they get it squared away soon."
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From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Thyra))
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: FOOD FIGHT !!! (Re: Oh Yeah)
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Date: 11 Nov 1992 16:23:40 GMT
Organization: University of Oregon, Architecture
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: aaa.uoregon.edu

In article <1dl17iINNkld@escargot.xx.rmit.OZ.AU>,
s903040@minyos.xx.rmit.oz.au (Christopher Francis Anderson) wrote:
> 
> JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Thyra)) writes:
> 
> >She takes out another amulet and puts it on, and offers others to Susan,
> >Liralen and Bear. "Does anybody else want a protective amulet? All it does
> >is make messy stuff rebound on the caster. But these things -won't- stop
> >peanuts or other stuff that won't hurt or mess up the wearer."
> 
> The new, improved Thunderchild (maybe now I'm a ThunderKat) looks up and
> telepaths a message to Thyra.
> 
> //Sure, I'll have one. A huge moor cat needs all the protection he can get,
> me being a huge target and all//

"You're Purrrrfectly welcome to one, ThunderKat." Thyra places an amulet
around the moor cat's strongly muscled neck. Then she rubs his tummy a bit
and scratches behind his ears. "I like your new shape. You're cute this
way."

Purrs,
Thyra
.
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From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: DJ's Further Adventures Inside the Inn
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Sat, 7 Nov 1992 18:48:51 GMT



        After Jim hugs all of his friends, he grabs a quick bite to eat
   and chats while standing near the fireplace. Splash's arrival rings
   a small bell of alarm in Jim's memory. He wanders upstairs after
   saying, " My ride said that there would be some things in my room
   that I would need for this trip. I'll be back in a few minutes. "

     As Jim walks down the hall past closed doors, he notices one with
 his name on it, with a glow-in-the-dark label... Hmm. That is beyond
 this era's technical capability. Jim opens the door, and notices the chair
 next to the fireplace is occupied. As is the one across from it.

     "Hello Jim, " Morticia.

     The other chair swivels around and a dark figure in a black helm
   says, " I do not recognize this person ! Who are you ?"

     <Sigh!> "Well, I'm not your son, " Jim.

     "Wait ! I do know you ! What are you doing in this place !?" dark figure.
     <a deep breathing echos from his helm>

     "Are you one of your clones ? Or the original ? I can't kill the original
   as you still have a confrontation with Luke, " Jim.

     <spoken between gritted teeth> " What do you know of Young Luke !
    Where are the 'Droids ! Tell Me or Die !" dark figure.

     Jim sits tailor fashion on the floor, and rises one meter into the
   air.

     "Whooo. What am I going to do with this one ? A black hole perhaps,
   or maybe a supernova... Which is it to be ? The Original Darth Vader and
   I leave each other alone as our destiny goes along another path of change.
   So you must be a clone of his. A lost clone at the least. Morticia,
   I'm glad to see you are doing well, " Jim.

     { parenthetical note: I mean Darth and I have deaths that don't
       include the other... }

      "I am well. I have more clothes for you, and weapons for this era, "
   Morticia.
 
    "DO NOT IGNORE ME ! YOU ARE ABOUT TO DIE !" clone.

    "do you really want to hurt me ? hmmm ? Do you remember that song ?" Jim.

    "WHO TOLD YOU I LIKE THAT SONG ! STOP !" clone.

    "I rather like it. 'do you really want to hurt me ?' Does Luke know
   what affect that The Culture Club song has on you ? Hmmm ?" Jim.
    
    "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS !" clone.

    "Spoken like a true blue movie villain. I have other business than
     to be bothered by you, " Jim. 

  <tribble tribble, boil an igloo, eye of frisbee, and loop of garoo!>

     <SNAP!>

         And now Morticia and Jim are alone.

         She smiles.

                            { To be continued... }

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From: bucknerb@bnr.ca (Brent Buckner)
Subject: Re: Rock and U2
Organization: Bell-Northern Research, Ontario, Canada
Date: Tue, 10 Nov 1992 21:11:25 GMT

In article <1992Nov10.190704.17220@pasteur.Berkeley.EDU> c162-cc@po.berkeley.edu (Chua Hak Lien) writes:
>In article <1992Nov10.171545.13222@bnr.ca> bucknerb@bnr.ca (Brent Buckner) writes:
>>I appreciate the irony.  That was one of the things that prompted me
>>to reply to the original poster, who viewed "going commercial" as
>>the sell-out.  
>
>"Going commercial?? I never said that. I said U2 are now superstars, but
>they're disillusioned with their own stardom!"

I put the quote marks in to match the quote marks around "going political".
I did not mean to put words in your mouth, and apologize for the 
implication.

>>
>>They certainly do have the option.  My first response was to a post 
>>complaining about the latest change; I didn't complain about
>>the first change (although I am aware that references to 
>>selling out have negative connotations).
>>
>"I wasn't COMPLAINING. I was just SAYING that now, U2 has gained a wider
>appeal, and Bono doesn't seem to like it much. Without their realizing it, 
>they've become rock heroes. Part of the whole ZOO TV tour's purpose it their
>constant self-parody and their own deconstruction of themselves. They haven't
>sold out on their ideals, it's just that their music has been able to attract
>listeners just for the tunes rather than their philosophy."
>

Thank you for the clarification.  With your reference to Faust,
and the line "Now, one need no longer believe
in U2's ideals to listen to U2," I had been left with the
impression of complaint.  Combined with your statement that 
the band members "feel that they've sold themselves out on
the way", I made an inference that was clearly mistaken.

-- 
at Bell-Northern Research
voice:        (613) 765-2739
Canada Post:  P.O. Box 3511, Station C, Ottawa, Canada, K1Y 4H7
I do not claim that BNR holds these views.  
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From: xrjdm@twinpeaks.gsfc.nasa.gov (Joseph D. McMahon)
Subject: Re: RAPTURE
Organization: NASA/GSFC NCCS
Date: Thu, 12 Nov 1992 20:17:41 GMT
Reply-To: xrjdm@calvin.gsfc.nasa.gov 
X-Posted-From: twinpeaks.gsfc.nasa.gov
NNTP-Posting-Host: sol.ctr.columbia.edu

In article <brumby.721023945@nella3.cc.monash.edu.au>, brumby@nella3.cc.monash.edu.au (Stephen McNamara) writes:
>    "Ummm, turn it into travellers cheques and take it with them?"
> 

"Never saw a luggage rack on a hearse."

A man walks in, smiling, followed by five dogs who look somewhat like a cross 
between a buffalo and a bear. He's wearing a pawprint-covered sweatshirt and 
jeans.  One dog, a smaller one, gallops toward the hot tub. "No, Sab. Not 
yours." The pup stops, turns back, and stalks back to the group, huffing a
comment through his beard and mustache.
 
"Hi, Mike. I'll take a Coke." The dog with the most hair over his eyes paws
his leg and says something very close to "Auuuurrrooouugghhhuuuwp." "Oh, and
Teddy says a bucket of water, too, please."

"Got five of them tonight, huh?" says Mike, starting to fill a large plastic
horse bucket.

"Yep, Sterling's back. His adoptive dad decided he was too much trouble." One
of the dogs looks up and wags his stubby little tail. "But I'm glad. I'd
rather keep him than have him someplace he's not wanted." He takes the bucket
and goes over to the corner and sits down on the floor. Sab dunks his entire 
head in the water, and we hear slurping sounds. The pup then puts his dripping 
head on the man's shoulder and licks his glasses. 

"Thanks, Sab. I needed that," he says, wiping his face on his sleeve. 
Another pup sniffs his glass. "It's a Coke, Booka. You only like lemonade."
The dogs pile up in various places around him, lie down, stick out a back
leg each, and go to sleep.

-- 
                  Joe McMahon | How could you understand the animals' language?
                  P.O. Box 13 | How the rest-room is to be coloured?
            Lothian, MD 20711 | Which was the point to confuse Kandinsky?
xrjdm@twinpeaks.gsfc.nasa.gov |                    ---  m.alexander@itec.spb.su
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From: arsmith@lamar.ColoState.EDU (Alan Smith)
Subject: Re: Gasoline taxes
Date: Sat, 07 Nov 1992 03:17:46 GMT
Organization: Colorado State University, Fort Collins, CO  80523

In article <1992Nov6.211201.20151@data-io.com> li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus) writes:
>S H L G Bisson writes:
>
>>"There's also what seems to be a fairly uniquely British concept that
>>hasn't been mentioned here yet: the Park And Ride. 
>
>Actually, we have a *lot* of them around Seattle.

"We have several in Denver, too.  Can't say as it caught on as much as in
Seattle, but then again, our bus system is not a real popular thing."

Big Al.  Who isn't a bus either!  Will you guys lay off?
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