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From: mjmh@crsa.bu.edu (Michael J M Holmes)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A purple return...
Date: 12 Jan 93 19:23:15 GMT
Organization: Boston University Center for Remote Sensing

In article <1993Jan12.152444.21111@ra.msstate.edu> jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce) writes:
>(Michael J M Holmes) writes:
>>The front door opens, and in a swirl of mauve snow,
>>/* returns to The Place.
       [deleted]

>>"Linda, is there any of that Mardi Gras cake left?  Purple,
>>green, and gold, right?  Sounds excellent!"

>   "Of course ! Would you like a ... ha ! Of course, one Purple section !
>  Here it is, on a paper plate, a good paper plate, " Linda.

"Thank you very much, Linda!"  /* starts to dig in.
"Hey, this is great!"

>   "Don't forget everyone ! Whoever finds the 'babydoll' in their slice
>of King Cake gets to bring the next King Cake to The Place, " DJ.

/*, it must be admitted, was always the type of child who would open
a new box of cereal and stick his hand through it, all the way to the
bottom, in order to get to the prize.

With that in mind, hopefully it doesn't seem TOO strange to
the folx when /* fiendishly chops up his piece of cake with
his fork.

*sigh*  "No babydoll this time.  Hmm, but if there are any more
purple pieces left after others have had a chance to eat,
maybe I'll get luckier!"

"Thanks DJ!!"

:-)



-- 
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Mike Holmes       mjmh@crsa.bu.edu           "Happiness Will Prevail!"
Boston University Department of Geography (a truly GREAT place to work!)
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Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
Subject: Dan'l hits Australia
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 04:37:02 GMT

Danger Mouse announces:

"Contact has been established! I met Dan'l briefly during the morning tea
break of his conference today. He had come over to the physics building
(the conference is in one of the colleges) to log in and check his mail.
I overheard someone introducing him to someone else and popped my head
into the room to say hi. We arranged to meet for lunch and then he was
off again.

"Well, it turned out that the second morning session went overtime by
about half an hour, leaving us a bit less than an hour (we astronomers
need long lunch breaks). We headed off campus, meeting a friend of mine
along the way (one who hopes to delurk here soon!), and purchased some
hamburgers. While waiting for the burgers to cook, we discussed the
various culture shocks received by visitors to strange countries. Dan'l
seems, like so many other visitors to Aus, to be collecting a pocketful
of fifty cent pieces...

"Food recieved, we walked to one of the student union buildings to sit and
eat. Shonias (currently 600 posts behind - I don't know if she'll be
posting again soon) was there and a large discussion over the differences
between Aus and US hamburgers ensued.

"We left soon after completing our meal, since Dan'l had to be back at
the conference to stand around his poster during the afternoon poster
session. Naturally, Dan'l's poster had an appropriate poster number: 42.
I discovered that he has booked himself on to the conference harbour cruise
tomorrow afternoon, so I expect I'll next see him at lunch the day after.

"But it's early days yet. Dan'l is here for another five months, so there
will almost certainly be much more interesting events to come. I think
I've managed to convince him that he needs to attend a cricket match..."

- Danger Mouse.
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From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: Re: An unexpected ring-in, whose face rings a bell
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 15:03:56 GMT

>Hmmm ... how are you with HOT weather?  Today is somewhat cooler than the
>last week, it's only about 35 C (95 F) ... last week we had a whole string
>of days of about 38 C (100F); we should get more hot weather over the next
>couple of days.  I like it, but it might not be everybody's cup of tea. 
>Damien and I were wandering around Fremantle last night around midnight,
>drinking iced chocolates/coffees, wearing shorts and t-shirts and still
>sweating it out.  Great fun.
>
>Splash!

   Whats the humidity like ? Those are July temps where I grew up. In
August it would get up to about 110 F in the afternoon and down to 90 F
at night. Humidity ranged from 20-40 percent. Jim.

-- 
         Jim Pierce Bach. of Sci. in Applied Computer Science USM 
             jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu  Disclaimer: Standard.
                      Video. Peter Gabriel: Steam 
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From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: Re: Wench
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Sun, 10 Jan 1993 00:03:54 GMT


Jammer yells 
"Lets shoot him at Dawn" 

He looks at Warrior, grins, and then yells
"Or Kathy. Or Jim. Or Steve....."

And stands by to repell peanuts....
From: narxtc@casc.math.uh.edu (Noah Ramon)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: 1993
Date: 6 Jan 1993 23:29:29 GMT
Organization: UH Dept of Math
NNTP-Posting-Host: casc.math.uh.edu

In article <8799.29319@stratus.SWDC.Stratus.COM> jane@soave.swdc.stratus.com (Jane Beckman) writes:
>[Bi-Bulb describes himself.]
>
>Jilara looks down at her current costume: a pair of black
>suede jeans and a black T-shirt with Celtic interlace and
>Tempest's "Serrated Edge of America" tour schedule on it.
>"Have you noticed there are a lot of folks in here who like
>wearing black?  Of course, some of us overdo it...  I have a
>costume closet in tasteful shades of black, white, and
>lavender (what can I say, I *like* half-mourning!) for seven
>different eras, last time I checked..."
>--
>  Jilara   [jane@swdc.stratus.com]
>
>"Every now and then, a big rock falls out of the sky, and everyone has 
>a *very bad* day."  --from the PBS "Dinosaurs" special.

Well, I'm not _always_ in black - when the Noah Constrictor moves in, fred only
knows what I am wearing. Usually, it's whatever the band-of-the-night's t-shirt
is and some jeans. And sneakers. DEFINITELY sneakers.

That said, black is pretty cool... Being able to fit noir works well. Of 
course I tried that at a Renassiance Festival, and almost got killed. DO NOT
challenge barbarians with only a water pistol - they get kinda angry...


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From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: Re: A lurker emerges...
Keywords: intro, lurker, eggo, Capt. Nemo, Capt. Nemo??, you heard me!
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 15:34:45 GMT

 "Welcome Eggo to The Place ! Would you like some cake ?" Linda.

 "Its Mardi Gras King Cake ! Delicious !" DJ.

      Also...

    "Welcome back Grey Lady !" DJ, Linda, and Robbie.

-- 
         Jim Pierce Bach. of Sci. in Applied Computer Science USM 
             jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu  Disclaimer: Standard.
                      Video. Peter Gabriel: Steam
From: narxtc@casc.math.uh.edu (Noah Ramon)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Look, ma!  Portholes!
Date: 9 Jan 1993 08:54:58 GMT
Organization: UH Dept of Math
NNTP-Posting-Host: casc.math.uh.edu

In article <C0Hnnn.C9B@cs.mcgill.ca> braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca (The Didi-Sprite) writes:

(corundrums, clarifications, and explanations scattered to the bandwidth)

>
>Then she giggles at BiBulb:  "Me, to  How would you like to dance with
>me on our 'floating dance floor'?  A watery waltz?  Or turbulent
>two-step?  I'll try anything ... once!"
>
>----<--<@
>
>The Didi-Sprite
>France * Europe
>
>braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca
>didi@geloser.login.qc.ca

Well, Ma'am, I have never been able to turn down a dance with anyone! So 
let's see : Waltz, with the "Wallflower Waltz" by K.D. Lang, or Two-step
into "I Fall To Pieces", as performed by Patsy Cline. Or, of course, a good
old fashioned "youse pays your fin and see how the show is tonight" to
the tune of "Pop Art" by John Leaf and the Haskells... 

On second thought, I'm amenable to anything - you choose! I'll dance to 
anything, as my friends will point out...

Also, would that be a "turbulent" or a "torrential" Two-step? But a
"twangy" would also fit as an adjective, befitting the path it took 
through Nashville, not to mention Lubbock (Oh Boy, Mr. Holly!)

Take your feet or take your seat, guys! We've got Burds On this Bus!


--
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* Noah Ramon - The Bi-Bulb     * Your only limitation is your own *
* Mail to : narxtc@math.uh.edu * imagination - Beans Barton       *
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From: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum)
Subject: News from Lake Where-de-go Now
Reply-To: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov
Organization: Boeing Computer Support Services
Date: Tue, 5 Jan 1993 19:40:19 GMT

The Teletype in the corner of the bar, disused all these days, begins
to whirr---
<Klack>
<Rattle>
<Thud-thud-thud-thunk>

Troll here (finally)  Seems there is a bit of fun going on in the 
news server in this corner.  Lemme know if this mess is working 
again.  (Nice way to get round saying "test")

Hugs to the DiDi-sprite, and welcome back.  Please don't scare the 
He## out of us like that again, OK?

The Troll Mob survived the holidaze in fair order.  The Wave was in
pocket in Huntsville for the Christmas break, and was back in Pasadena
before the Rose parade.  We are all in the process of trying to find a 
larger house--so another (local) move story is possible (gasp).

School started today, so the Frog and the Goose were up at an unseasonable
hour (like before 10:00AM) to ready for school. The Dragon Lady has the joy
of running them to and from school.  Naturally, the troll was in great shape,
after spending Saturday cave-crawling with the Scout troop.  BTW, I have 
proven that you can do all you could at a "younger age"--it just takes
a lot longer to recover--pass the aspirin, please--my back is killing me!
Who would guess that most of spelunking is like free rock climbing!

Anyhoot--I'm still more or less here?

A Glass of my usual--Thanx

To the line then, and a toast--

"To life, love and diversity,
may they all be in your future"

<crash>

Troll

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From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: An unexpected ring-in, whose face rings a bell
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Sun, 10 Jan 1993 18:28:21 GMT



>Damien looks a little confused he is wondering where DM, kitten, Thyra, Brumby
>and Mike Callahan are because their familiar faces are not to be seen.

>Splash giggles ... "This is the remnants of the New Years Virtual Pizza
>Party, and the theme, courtesy of Danger Mouse (or should I say Danger
>Squid) is an underwater one.  Danger Mouse has turned into a squid, kitten
>is the electro-cute mer-kitten/wench who is serving pizzas and drinks to
>folks; Thyra has turned herself into an adorable feline mermaid, and she
>in turn has changed Brumby into a very fetching sea-horse.  And of course,
>the imposing Irish Neptune behind the bar is none other than our beloved
>Mike Callahan, in costume!"

damien:
>"Great everyone is here. I can see Didi swimming about giving even more
>elaborate hugs. kitten could you get me a pizza with a mexican topping. I
>am getting sick of having seafood, which is all that is on the yacht."

>Now a toast....

>"To people who say that they are leaving for good but make a re-appearance
>in a short space of time" (Yes, this toast was inspired by both Alfvaen's
>and my re-apearances)

>"Now how the ... is there going to be a fireplace down here? But I will break
>the glass against a convient rock"

kitten delivers a mexican pizza to damien...along with a hug.  and a
hug for splash...

"i think i will come to WA too....the temp is 23 and the windchill is
2 (that's farenheit...)



--
***************************************************************************
conan the librarian a.k.a. kitten           /\ /\  barbara ann 
"my life's a soap opera, isn't yours?"      {=.=}
                                              ~   trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu 
"love is the wild card of existance"
                          rita mae brown

Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: Re: elvis
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Sun, 10 Jan 1993 00:38:42 GMT

David Snyder (djsnyder@husc10.harvard.edu) wrote:
: In article <1iju0vINNdbc@mercury.kingston.ac.uk> me_s420@ceres (Chris
Welch) writes:
: >trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski) writes:
: >: kitten just wants to be the first to wish y'all a happy elvis's
: >: birthday... 
: >
: >"Elvis who ?", asks the Urban Spaceman.
: >
: >:-)
: >
: Any relation to the Doctor? That's it.  
: Elvis isn't dead- he's regenerated.
: 
: The Dalek
: 
: 
"No, no, no, no. He's talking about THE Elvis. 
You know, the Elvis Harowmdkeils, who started shining shoes on 5th Ave
in New York, saved up enough money to buy a house, sold the house as the
last parcel of land neccessary to build the Empire State Building, and 
then went on to aquire most of Manhatton Island! He taught Ross Perot
everything that little Dumbo eared white boy knows! 
Why, when Elvis was but a lad, he used to save the shavings from his
father's knife when his father sharpened it, and then melt them down,
cast them as a penny, and pain stakingly DRAW the head of lincoln on em,
color em with his crayons, and spend em! Latter, he started melting
dimes, and mixing the shavings from his father's knife with em, then
he could skip a step, cause the color was the same...."

The Patrons stare at Jammer.

Jammer stares back.

Warrior covers his eyes with his paws, and sighs.
Organization: City University of New York/ University Computer Center
Date: Monday, 4 Jan 1993 13:31:02 EST
From: Philip J. Comins <PJCHC@CUNYVM.BITNET>
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Computer, open a channel to a.c.

    I'm Home!
    Philip walks through the door wearing a reasonably light jacket. He takes
out a stack of ones and lays them in front of Mike, attempting to spread them
out like a deck of cards. He fails miserably. Mike turns to the teapot but
Philip waves him away from it. "No, Mike, no tea right now. I've already had
three cups this morning (I just finished doing volunteer security work at the
New York Horror Convention. It was full of ... well ... horror). What I'd like
right now is a Gin and Tonic."
    A few seconds later, drink in hand (and to mouth), Philip turns to the
companions whom he has in the last WOW, TWO MONTHS, come to know and respect.
    "Hi. Yes, as I said, I'm back. My college opened up today (the professors
needed a break) so I'm back on line. It's amazing how much I've missed in the
last week-and-a-half. Took me four hours to catch up with it all!
    A special and very personal welcome to our newcomers Jammer and Bi-Bulb ...
um, I almost tripped over one of your er ... legs ... arms ... whatever that
was coming in. Hugs, handshakes, high-fives, low whatevers to both of ewe.
    The (small) masochistic side of my nature cries out to see Amanda and the
ogre against Ekho. I may just have to stand in the doorway (or maybe, I'll
come in, though you never know just what side I'll be on ...)
    "Well, anyway, I was forced to go with family to midnight mass Christmas
Eve, and the priest serving the MASS wasn't even named CHRIS." Philip sips on
his drink and keeps a straight poker face that even Riker would be hard put to
calling the bluff. As the peanuts start to fly, Philip makes no attempt to
try to hide from the launchers. He just takes it. When the hail dies down a
bit, he holds the empty glass upwards to the light and says to it in a very
calm, soothing tone, "When you break, you want to do so UPWARDS, not OUTWARDS,
and you at the save time want to sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the two people whose
birthdays we missed yesterday due to school retention ... er, prevention.
DEBBIE and DAN'L. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you both. Many more, HOPEFULLY.
Ladies and Gents, you saw those bills I put on that there counter ... line up,
drinks ..." pause (Did I say pause?) PAUSE "...oh all right; Drinks ARE on me!"
    And with that, Philip steps away from the counter so the rush for the
beverage orders can begin. Philip spots Ekho (not so much lurking as keeping
out of the way. He steps near and whispers as softly as possible, "I'd like
to talk about what I said above. Not so much a team as a ah ... silent partner
thing ..."
   Philip chuckles. "Whoops, almost forgot." He tosses the glass against the
wall, and it does indeed break in an upwards fashion, singing as it does so
the song of Happy Birthday. It does the song twice, once for Debbie and the
second time for Dan'l. Philip seems pleased with himself.
                                               - Philip J. Comins
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From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: Re: purple
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1993 05:38:49 GMT

Barbara Trumpinski (trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu) wrote:
: kitten (who never knows when to leave well enough alone) just wanted
: to turn her hair a couple of shades darker than strawberry blonde...
: 
: now she looks like an irish setter that has been sprayed with grape
: koolaid. 
: 
: sigh.
: 
: 
: --
:
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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 
: "love is the wild card of existance"
:                           rita mae brown
: 
So fetch me a mocha, wench.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: Re: A purple return...
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 20:57:39 GMT

>/*, it must be admitted, was always the type of child who would open
>a new box of cereal and stick his hand through it, all the way to the
>bottom, in order to get to the prize.
>
>With that in mind, hopefully it doesn't seem TOO strange to
>the folx when /* fiendishly chops up his piece of cake with
>his fork.

   "Correct behavior with a King cake, you aren't supposed to gobble
 it down. You might swallow the plastic baby !" Linda from the dance floor.

>*sigh*  "No babydoll this time.  Hmm, but if there are any more
>purple pieces left after others have had a chance to eat,
>maybe I'll get luckier!"
>
>"Thanks DJ!!"
>
>:-)

   "Of course i have more slices !!! This is a virtual king cake !" Robbie.

    Oh, it looks like the mailer-daemon at whale is back up... Now I can
  reply ! :-) Before I could only read email... Jim.

-- 
         Jim Pierce Bach. of Sci. in Applied Computer Science USM 
             jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu  Disclaimer: Standard.
                      Video. Peter Gabriel: Steam 
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From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: an idle observation
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 02:16:10 GMT

bi-bulb lears:

>>You should hear what I did with Jell-o at my Birthday party!

>The Didi-Sprite exercises her water-wings and 'flies' over to BiBulb.
>Hovering near his left shoulder she queries:  "Well?"  Then, in true
>spritely fashion, she observes:  "We are waiting, BiBulb!"

"great gods and little fishes.....don't tell her."  kitten fakes a
panicked look...."didi, you don't need any more perversity in your
life... "


--
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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 
"love is the wild card of existance"
                          rita mae brown
From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jason)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A late NY Pizza Party arrival
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Date: 6 Jan 1993 21:12:21 GMT
Organization: the Polyhedron Group
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: aaa.uoregon.edu

In article <1ifuijINN3ef@newsman.csu.murdoch.edu.au>,
keulen@csuvax1.csu.murdoch.edu.au (Splash!) wrote:
> the bar.  The male figure is wearing a set of aqua-blue Speedos with small
> coloured patterns on them (I don't know the equivalent in other countries -
> sorry ... they're the usual swimming costume worn by competition swimmers,
> and simply known by the brand-name here in Oz.)

Jason swims up beside him in his dark green, 21st century skinsuit and
Gillpack.
"We mostly call them swim trunks stateside, but Speedo is a common brand
here too, so many of us will know them well enough by that." He taps the
shoulder of his skinsuit, where is a small Speedo logo in a silver oval.

> <CRASH!>  (How _does_ the fireplace work in all this wet?)

Jason follows him into the eating area, and gets a cheese, mushroom and
black olive pizza for himself. "Glad you could make it, Splash!. Mind if I
join you?" Splash! nods in assent around a mouthfull of Pizza. Jason looks
over at the fireplace, which is merrily blazing in spite of being
underwater. "I think Mike imported a few 'Waterlogs' from Xanth. That's the
only wood-like material I know of that burns underwater like that."

> "Sorry I'm late ... I'm still trying to catch up ... only about 70
> articles to go.  BTW, great party DM, err, DS."

"Never too late to be with friends! Besides, as you see, the party's still
going strong."

Jason
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Wench
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1993 01:59:13 GMT



>>Kitten writes :
>>>"but doesn't that involve honest work?"  giggles kitten  "....besides,
>>>there's a hole in my bucket!"

bi-bulb responds:

>>Dear Liza, Dear Liza...

>>Sorry, couldn't resist!

>The ThunderKat shimmers for a moment, transforming into a large (10' tall)
>Dreadnought, brings weapons to bear on Noah, and opens fire, full peanut
>capacity, with choco-flares to cover the situation completely.

>Sorry, couldn't resist!

kitten squeals with delight....thunderkat has come to her rescue.

she hugs him...and bi-bulb, too...for responding perfectly to a
straight line.

--
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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 
"love is the wild card of existance"
                          rita mae brown

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