From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Coming in for a landing, ArchTeryx!
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Tue, 6 Oct 1992 01:53:42 GMT


ahhhhhh, the plan is WORKING....feather and StM have got archteryx
distracted... and didi is keeping him occupied with a glare! (and a
glare from the sprite will keep anyone busy... :)

>ArchTeryx responds to you BOTH.  He takes Feather 'under his wing' literally, 
>grabbing the small bird gently in his three-fingered handclaws and tucking her under a wing. To the barrage of peanuts he gapes wide...VERY wide...over three
>feet wide...and most of the thrown peanuts land squarely in his maw.  After he 
>has a good beakfull of them, he closes up, and moments later there is a loud
>*GULP*.  All that is left of the peanut attack is a rapidly fading bulge in his
>slim neck.

>"Ah, that's much better.  I haven't eaten in oo long...thanks, Feather!"

>ArchTeryx then takes the rather flustered bird and puts her on his shoulder,
>and drops two Dino-Dollars on the bar.  "Mike, a Brandy Alexander for the
>Feather-ball, and a Sprite and Fruit punch for me." At Didi-Sprite's invariable
>playful glare, he adds, "And please hold the fairy-dust. :>"


kitten sneaks up behind archteryx....not an easy thing to do...and
kateri and sea sneak up behind kitten...suddenly he notices the
bubbles and butterflies that have started filling the air....

he turns around and is suddenly surrounded by semi-dressed women and
hugs.... 

kitten says, "archteryx...we sort of let your birthday slide by...and
i know it was rough ....which is too bad, 'cause 21 should be a very
special birthday...so this is for you...."

and suddenly there is a giant nick chopper birthday banner....just for
our fave archteryx...


     


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HHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAA PPPPPPPPPP PPPPPPPPPP   YYYYYYY
HHHHHH HHHHHH AAAAAA AAAAAA PPPPPP     PPPPP       YYYYYYY
HHHHHH HHHHHH AAAAAA AAAAAA PPPPPP     PPPPP       YYYYYY
HHHHHH HHHHHH AAAAAA AAAAAA PPPPPP     PPPPP      YYYYYY
HHHHHH HHHHHH AAAAAA AAAAAA PPPPPP     PPPPP      YYYYYY

BBBBBBBBBBB IIIII RRRRRRRR TTTTTTTT HHHH HHHH DDDDDDDD    AAAAAA YYYY    YYYY
BBBBBB BBBBB IIII RRRR RRRR TTTTTTT HHHH HHHHH DDDD DDD  AAAAAAAA YYYY  YYYY
BBBBBB BBBBB IIII RRRR RRRR  TTTT  HHHHH HHHHH DDDD DDD AAAAAAAAAA YYYYYYYY
BBBBBBBBBBBB IIII RRRRRRRR   TTTT  HHHHHHHHHHH DDDD DDD AAAAAAAAAAA YYYYYY
BBBBBB BBBBB IIII RR RRRR    TTTT  HHHHH HHHHH DDDD DDD AAAAA AAAAAAA YYY
BBBBBB BBBBB IIII RRR RRRR   TTTT  HHHHH HHHHH DDDD DDD AAAAA AAAAAAA YYY
BBBBBB BBBBB IIII RRRR RRRR  TTTT  HHHHH HHHHH DDDD DDD AAAAA AAAAAAA YYY
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conan the librarian a.k.a. kitten           /\ /\  barbara ann 
"my life's a soap opera, isn't yours?"      {=.=}
                                              ~   trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu 
"perhaps _any_ universe becomes real in proportion 
to the number of people who believe in it and spend time there." s. robinson

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