HDTenEightyP/NetNews huggingface dataset:
From: carole@rembrandt.Sun.COM (Carole Parker)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: huh?
Date: 26 Sep 1992 10:00:23 GMT
Organization: Sun Microsystems, Mt. View, Ca.
NNTP-Posting-Host: rembrandt

In article <1992Sep22.134918.26558@cs.mcgill.ca> braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca  (The Didi-Sprite) writes:
>In article <1992Sep22.115743.1933@ucc.su.OZ.AU> mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar) writes:

[]

>>After he has chewed and swallowed, DM begins to protest again...
>>"But.. but.. what about all those brunettes and redheads out there?!!"
>>
>>He turns to Mike to order another mug of tea (and also to not look at the
>>expressions on kitten and Didi's faces....).
>>
>
>Didi looks at Kitten in mock horror,  "Now he wants brunettes and
>redheads TOO!  This mouse is insatiable!   Have we created a monster
>rodent?"
>
*ahem* As Carole looms over Didi and Kitten, she asks with a smile on her
face:

  And what is wrong with redheads?!?

Hugs to everyone!


I found myself. See? I'm right here! Until later--

Carole Parker
From: li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus)
Subject: Re: A Pair of Caramel Apples (was Re: Thanks)
Organization: Data I/O Corporation
Date: Tue, 6 Oct 1992 19:35:15 GMT

In article <1aqqkkINNrrl@gap.caltech.edu> lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU writes:

>StM runs over to the child, gets down on his knees so he's looking her in the
>eyes, and says, "Phee, I'm afraid that dragon's mouths are one-way streets. 
>That apple is *GONE*. 

She blinks at the adult that come over and been nice enough to get down on
her level.

>He slaps Birith on the nose. *<*BAD* DRAGON>*.  

Phee jumps at the slap and looks up at Birith, suddenly realizing what it
was she was trying to argue over an apple with.  Her eyes go a touch wide.
Birith's been her friend for so long, she didn't think of him as being a
*huge* dragon.  Just a bit of a meanie, sometimes... ;).

>Would you like to
>make another?  I'll help you.  If you don't trust me (and you shouldn't; after
>all, I'm still a stranger), ask your mommy first."

Phee looks at StM, "My mommy's not..." she doesn't finish the sentence as
she spots Liralen.  She runs over and says, "Can I play with him?" she
points at StM.  Liralen looks at StM and then grins.

"Just be sure he gets some of the caramel, Phee." she says with a grin. 

"O.K.!!" says Phee and runs back to StM.  "Lira' says it's O.K."

---
Phee!
li@inigo.Data-IO.com
From: garmilw@woods.ulowell.edu
Subject: WildCard returns to stay
Organization: University of Lowell
Date: Fri, 2 Oct 1992 23:12:40 GMT


With a flash of white light and blue electricity, WildCard returns to Place
he hoped he'd never have to leave.

"Yes, folks, I'm back!  Actually, I never left, but until I got a job my
net access was (and still is) limited to a VMS account that's been hacked to
work with our Unix server node.  Because I can only log in at night, I haven't
been following the group since my graduation on May 31.  Sorry, but I won't
start now.  Surfise to say, I'm still on the net and becoming active again.

"On Aug 12th, I got a job.  Yes, it's with a computer company, but they don't
have internet access.  IF they did, do you think I'd have waited this long to
get back onto the net?  I'll probably set myself up with an account at 
world.com, so if don't be surprised if WildCard suddenly changes his email
address (I have no idea how long this account will last.  I'm surprised it's
still here).

"Well, I just wanted to share the good news that I haven't left for good.  I
intend to my my extended vacation from Callahan's Place end next week (when I
intend to get the account with world.com)  Watch for future posts from one of
yoru resident time travellers!  I'm back, and I've got a lot to say!

                                             WildCard, the ?
                                                           Random One
From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Julia Woznack (Phoenix))
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Phoenix arrives
Date: 3 Oct 92 22:07:12 GMT
Organization: The Polyhedron Group

<Jason and Pegasus enter the place with a small blonde woman between them.
Some of the folk in the bar may recognize her as Julia, their friend from
an earlier visit, who is fighting to get her kids back from CSD. She walks
up to Mike and places a crisp dollar bill on the bar. >

"Coke Classic please Mike. I'm on medications that won't allow me to drink
alcohol."

<She strides over to the chalkline, downs the contents of the glass and
then begins to glow. Dull red at first, then brighter and brighter, until
she explodes in a burst of orange and white flames. Standing in her place,
in a pile of ashes and embers, is a half-silver, half-black Phoenix. Still
glowing hot, she meekly states>

"Hmmmm, think maybe I'm angry now?"

<She tosses now her badly melted glass into the fireplace>

<CRASH! Tinkle tinkle tinkle>

"Call me Phoenix. I'm in the process of securing Internet access now, but
so far it doesn't seem to work very well. I had to have Jason post this one
for me. I should soon be able to post here on my own, or at worst should be
able to e-mail posts to Jason for him to relay here. I'm recovering OK, I'm
angry as hell at the people who took my kids from me, and I'm going to
fight for my kids with everything I've got."

<She walks about the room a bit, trying to put out the scattered embers of
her transformation. Her wing tip scorches the table top when she tries to
smother a glowing coal, and she realizes she can't do much about it until
she cools down. She apologizes to Bear and Brumby and a few other furred
and feathered patrons for singeing them with embers. She checks on Thyra,
who was sitting quite close to the conflagration, but finds they Thyra
hasn't been singed at all. Her fur is untouched.>

"Are you OK? I thought your fur would have been burned a bit." Phoenix
asks. 

Thyra replies "Oh, I'm fine. I just stored the energy." and points to her
choker.

<Phoenix notices that the sapphire in Thyra's choker now glows with a dim
blue light.>

Thyra continues "If you would like, I can cool you down the rest of the way
to room temperature. It would be easier on the furniture than your catching
the place on fire. Otherwise, ask Mike to direct you to a custom chair and
table. I'm sure he can find a heat resistant place for you to relax, and
something for you to drink from. He's quite good at meeting his patron's
needs."

Phoenix chuckles and says "Sure, why not! Cool me off."

<Thyra's eyes glow a cool blue, and the heat drains from Phoenix. As
Phoenix cools, the stone in Thyra's choker brightens considerably. Soon
Phoenix is at a comfortable temperature>

"Welcome to the Place Phoenix!" says Thyra, as she gives Phoenix a big hug.
"Mike, get her another Coke, on my tab."
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus)
Subject: Re: Song of Sixpence - Part Four
Organization: Data I/O Corporation
Date: Mon, 5 Oct 1992 07:01:39 GMT

In article <3OCT199215233070@bestsd.sdsu.edu> regan1016@bestsd.sdsu.edu (T. ELIZABETH HARVEY) writes:
>Elizabeth follows along the trail behind everyone else and finds the 
>fair-like setting.
>
>"Oh my ... sorry I'm late.  The Didi-Sprite sent me mail telling me about 
>Liralen's birthday, but I wasn't quite up to answering it when I should 
>have."
>
>She walks over to Liralen and gives her a belated birthday hug.

And Liralen hugs her back quite happily, "Not quite as belated as all my
replies, lady."  She looks at Elizabeth and smiles, "I'm glad that you
*did* decide to join us."

>"And now to help celebrate this birthday bash/autumn festival/whatever you 
>want to call this shin-dig ..."
>
>Elizabeth finds an empty booth and pulls in a large, portable convection 
>oven.  She then takes out numerous Pyrexes and sets them about.
>
>"My mother's *fabulous* rice pudding!  Trust me, the stuff is good.  With 
>raisins, or without ..."

Liralen has loved rice pudding for a rather long time, and gets herself a
generous helping *with* raisins.

>She calls Phee over and slips the little girl a small grab-bag.
>"You're probably full of caramel apples, but when the mood hits you later 
>on, here's some strawberries dipped in sweet chocolate, and a freshly-made 
>candied apple with nuts. Have fun, and may you make a complete mess of 
>yourself ..."

Phee giggles and runs off with her amazing goody bag...

>Great party, so far ... who knows, I may even stay a while.*smile*

We'd like that...
----
Liralen Li
li@inigo.Data-IO.com
From: lpsmith@wheaton.wheaton.EDU (Solution Myth)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: [I forgot]
Date: 28 Sep 92 20:48:07 GMT


Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: [I forget]
Organization: Wheaton College, IL
Keywords: palindromes

In article <19iju7INN9ck@gap.caltech.edu> lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU writes:
>In article <199209182210.AA20211@david.wheaton.edu>, lpsmith@wheaton.wheaton.EDU (Solution Myth) writes:
>>Or even a tap of pickled peppers!"  The patrons, never astonished for very
>>long, pepper him (ha!) with peanuts, which of course fly right through him.
>
>StM cries "Foul!  You're confusing two etymologically distinct pecks."

"Okay, okay" comes a voice from the glass, "But you must admit that even more
pickled peppers would be a kiss,..."

"Oh, that reminds me: my entry into the pun contest!  My personal favorite (for
obvious reasons) is  'It tried to rain but it mist'"

-Solution Myth(t)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Do good?  I?  No!  Evil anon I deliver.  I maim nine more hero-men in Saginaw,
sanitary sword a-tuck, Carol, I--lo!--Rack, cut a drowsy rat in Aswan.  I gas
nine more hero-men in Miami.  Reviled, I (Nona) live on.  I do, O God!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: hollombe@polymath.tti.com (The Polymath)
Subject: Re: Thyra assists Feather
Organization: The Cat Factory
Date: Wed, 30 Sep 1992 00:24:07 GMT

In article <OLSON.92Sep27225221@husc8.harvard.edu> olson@husc8.harvard.edu (Chip Olson@somewhere.out.there) writes:
}... I was hugely amused by George Bush's accusation in the
}1988 election that Mike Dukakis was "a card-carrying member of the ACLU"
}(to those of Bush's ilk, the ACLU is practically the definition of the weenie-
}do-gooder-far-left-liberal organization).  Membership in the ACLU skyrocketed
}following that remark. 

"If Dukakis had been on the ball he would have countered with Bush's life
membership in the NRA. (Save the flames.  I belong to both organizations
and disagree with both on various issues)."

The Polymath (aka: Jerry Hollombe, M.A., CDP, aka: hollombe@polymath.tti.com)
Head Robot Wrangler at Citicorp                   Turn the rascals out!
3100 Ocean Park Blvd.   (310) 450-9111, x2483     No incumbents in '92!
Santa Monica, CA  90405
From: aaron@loki (Aaron Humphrey)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Three Weeks
Date: 3 Oct 92 02:36:55 GMT
Reply-To: aaron@space.ualberta.ca
Organization: University Of Alberta, Edmonton Canada
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]

"Job news...

"Today I got a call from an employment agency that I had >just< returned a
computer-matching form to...(the agency gets you to quantify your experience,
and then matches it with job listings in their database).  It seems that the
local branch of DEC needs someone for a three-week contract working with C and
<sigh> MS-DOS.  My experience with the latter is nothing great, although better
than my VAX/VMS experience--I'm much better with UNIX.  But I'll have an
interview on Monday, and probably start on Tuesday.

"This probably won't affect my time here much...I'm 'encouraged' only to use
this account outside working hours anyway.  Although I'll have to decide if I
want to read news >every< night, or give equal time to reading, writing, 
SimEarth, etc....and my wife might want a share too.  ;-}  With luck, this may
even blossom into a permanent position, although hopefully not working with
MS-DOS fulltime..."

--
---Alfvaen(Canadian SF Quasi-Activist)
"And when the thunder breaks, it breaks for you and me."
   ---This Mortal Coil
Current Album--Shriekback:Jam Science
Current Read--Nicole Luiken:Running On Instinct
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: rlm7337@tamsun.tamu.edu (Richard L. Mcmahon)
Subject: Re: A test of the national broadcasting system.
Organization: Texas A&M University, College Station
Date: Sun, 4 Oct 1992 06:57:10 GMT

In article <1992Oct4.064457.12931@nntp.uoregon.edu> JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Jason)) writes:
>In article <1992Oct4.061135.16836@tamsun.tamu.edu>, rlm7337@tamsun.tamu.edu
>(Richard L. Mcmahon) writes:
>> 
(lots of fun stuff deleted)
>> 
>
><Jason looks up from the screen of his PowerBook.>
>
>Ah, you are a fellow Mac user running "Newswatcher" to access the
>newsgroups, I take it? I get exactly that message from Newswatcher, or at
>least I did before I learned how to turn it off. Makes sense that you must
>be using similar software. To end being harrassed by that message, select
>"Preferences" from the File menu. Uncheck the box labeled {"Are you sure"
>alert on posts}. Then click on the OK button.

Ah...well, actually, no.  I'm not on a mac.  I'm on a vt220 terminal, logged
on to a Sun using Unix.  We must just have a funny program.  We do have a
pref. list tho, and if i manage to decipher it (it's all one letter codes)
I'll turn the sucker off...until then, i'll just keep hitting "y"

>
>On the other hand, yes, it does cost someone, somewhere money whenever you
>post. The longer your messages, the more it costs. It probably won't cost
>you or your employer anything in any direct fashion. However, it does take
>up some small amount of resources on literaly thousands of systems around
>the world to store and forward these messages. Computer equipment is never
>free, and computer centers usually have to pay their sysops and support
>staff something. However, the cost of a single post is generally negligable
>in comparison to the benefits the site receives from access to colleagues
>and to newsgroups that relate to work. If allowing alt.* and rec.*
>newsgroups makes the employees more interested in learning and using
>Internet / Bitnet / etc., the companies that own and maintain the hardware
>usually feel it is worthwhile.
>
>Probably there are others here who can give more detail on the mechanisim
>and costs invloved, but as I understand it,the level of resources used here
>really isn't very high in comparison to the overall bandwidth of Internet.
>
>Don't worry about it, and keep posting. We find your posts enjoyable.
>
>Take care friend,
>Jason

Thank you, friend.  I will keep posting...and I'm curious, has anyone ever
posted a whole story of their own on here?  Or is that even appreciated on
Callahan's?  I write in my spare (hah!) time, and I'd love to do a Callahan's
story..if no one would object.  Please don't hold me to this tho...I'm
notoriously late on deadlines...


John Carney
Castle BBS
Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 29 Sep 1992 22:13:07 EDT
From: <JDK116@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: A Friends Memories

The Door flings open with a loud crash and Jack barrels into The Place. He's ju
st run over from HoloMuck where he was aquainted with the news. He realizes
that is was quite true with the pressing weight that hangs in the air of
the Place. MIke has a large cup of Hot Sake for Jack. He takes it gratefully
drinks and hurls the balsted container into the fire, chiping a brick. Mike
motions to the French Doors and jack moves in that  direction, the tears
already rolling down his cheeks.

Jack walkes though the doors, his pace slowing as the mass of his sorrow takes
its toll on his strength. He finds the patrons gathered about the bonfire and
works his way towards the flames and others tell their stories.

At the flames Jack speaks. "I can't say I knew Arty very well. We were friends,
we talked, I asked his to govern my home on HoloMuck during my absence. He
cared about my thoughts and feelings and I his. I don't know what to say.
He was The Artful Dodger."
Jack wishes he were better with words and expressing his feelings. He adds
the only thing he has to the fire...his friendship and caring. The fire burns
a little brighter.

He kneels down and stares into the flames and cries.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Pet cats
From: olson@husc9.Harvard.EDU (Charles Olson)
Date: 28 Sep 92 20:34:22 EDT
Distribution: world
Organization: Spam-On-A-Rope Inc.


-- 
-Chip Olson. | olson@husc.harvard.edu | ceo@{gnu.ai,silver.lcs}.mit.edu 
"I get drunk, drinking Guinness with Creme de Menthe in it. It's really
bad for you."  -Shane MacGowan.

In article <BvAJHo.F76@news.cso.uiuc.edu>, trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski) writes:

|> >the housemates had a marijuana patch in the *front* yard (this particular
|> >housemate was a few French fries short of a Happy Meal).  One day Suzanne
|>                ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
|> 
|> "i love this," squeals kitten..."can i steal it?????"

"Feel free, since it's not mine in the first place" replies Castellan.
"I have a file somewhere of a couple hundred similar insults... I'll
send it your way once I find it."
From: ml5a+@andrew.cmu.edu (Mark Beirne Lively)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Reminicing about alt.callahans past
Date: 30 Sep 92 17:07:13 GMT
Organization: Sophomore, Mechanical Engineering, Carnegie Mellon, Pittsburgh, PA

>	Grant shakes off the memory of wiping key lime out of his eyes.
>"You see, during the tickle/pillow fights, someone complained, so I whipped
>out my everpresent backpack, and threw a pie at Bear.  Bear wasn't the one
>complaining, however.  Well, things escalated a bit into a complete MESS!
>I'm trying to remember exactly how things went, but some of the people 
>involved with the, um, incident might be able to fill in the gaps.  I
>do remember that near the end, however, I looked like a polar bear as every
>inch of my person was covered in something messy.  I had a loooooooong shower
>after that!" Grant looks around and wonders if anybody remembers this.
	 That was about a week after I first got here!  That was fun.  The
feathers<theatrical cough followed by a spray of feathers>  Then someone
came in with the whipped cream cannon and it got even sillier.  I still
haven't gotten rid of those last few feathers.  The pie stuff was worse
than tar for sticking them on:)

Friend of the one who is.
Bear aka the Lord High Rulebender aka (ML5A@ANDREW.CMU.EDU)
From: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Congrats! Successful spacecraft launch!
Date: 29 Sep 1992 08:43:00 GMT
Organization: HST Wide Field/Planetary Camera
Reply-To: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU
NNTP-Posting-Host: sol1.gps.caltech.edu

In article <n0af6t@ofa123.fidonet.org>, Wales.Larrison@ofa123.fidonet.org writes:
>    He turns and faces the fireplace.  "To where no man has gone
>before ... YET!"
>  
>    <GULP!>  As it goes down in one large gulp, you feel first the
>icy cold of space on your lips, then the fire from the engines on
>your tongue, and finally, the warmth of the burn in your stomach.
>  
>    <CRASH!>

StM adds, "To the fact that the high-gain antenna successfully deployed!"
<CRASH!>.  By way of explanation, he adds, "One of NASA's other probes, Galileo
has been hampered by the fact that its high-gain antenna hasn't yet opened (and
they've been trying to get it to open for, what is it, over a year now?).  It's
transmitting its data back to Earth at 40 baud (now, don't those of you who
complain about only having 1200-baud modems feel ashamed of yourselves? :-)
Well, then they finally got telemetry from the MO, one of the first things they
discovered was that the high-gain antenna had opened, but hadn't latched in the
open position.  Some hours later, they got confirmation that it was now
latched.

>     Before heading back to his table, Wales gives Carl a big hug.
>"Congrats on your second launch!

Actually, I was only reposting something that I got from Ron Balke.  The only
launch I've actually seen was the shuttle the space telescope was riding.

>I'm up to about 58  -- Mariner Venus/Mercury, Vikings 1 & 2, Pioneer Venus,
>Seasat, Voyagers 1 & 2, IRAS, and all of the shuttle missions."

Congratulations.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: hollombe@polymath.tti.com (The Polymath)
Subject: Re: More old coot tests
Organization: The Cat Factory
Date: Mon, 28 Sep 1992 22:01:41 GMT

In article <1a2lr1INNsg8@gap.caltech.edu> lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU writes:

}="Very obscure trivia:  What did Cecil's tail look like?"
}
}Like a spearhead.

Sorry, trick question.  Cecil's tail was never seen and its shape was
never revealed.

The Polymath (aka: Jerry Hollombe, M.A., CDP, aka: hollombe@polymath.tti.com)
Head Robot Wrangler at Citicorp                   Turn the rascals out!
3100 Ocean Park Blvd.   (310) 450-9111, x2483     No incumbents in '92!
Santa Monica, CA  90405
From: regan1016@bestsd.sdsu.edu (T. ELIZABETH HARVEY)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A Friends Memories
Date: 30 Sep 92 20:50:00 GMT
Organization: San Diego State University - Dept. of Redundancy Dept.
News-Software: VAX/VMS VNEWS 1.4-b1


Jack adds his contribution:
> 
>At the flames Jack speaks. "I can't say I knew Arty very well. We were friends,
>we talked, I asked his to govern my home on HoloMuck during my absence. He
>cared about my thoughts and feelings and I his. I don't know what to say.
>He was The Artful Dodger."
>Jack wishes he were better with words and expressing his feelings. He adds
>the only thing he has to the fire...his friendship and caring. The fire burns
>a little brighter.
"Your friendship and caring is a wonderful, necessary addition to this.  
And your expression is eloquent because it comes from the heart ...  I wish 
we had met when Arty was still able to reach out to us, and we to him."

>He kneels down and stares into the flames and cries.
Elizabeth kneels down and puts her arm around Jack, and lets the tears flow 
off and on ...

> 
---<--<-{@ | "I believe that before all else, I am a reasonable human being,
Elizabeth  | just as you are -- or, at all events, that I must try and 
	   | become one." _A Doll's House_, Henrik Ibsen
From: rmarsh@waikato.ac.nz
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: schools re: Old Coots Test
Date: 2 Oct 92 15:00:49 +1200
Organization: University of Waikato, Hamilton, New Zealand

In article <1992Oct1.234442.27399@ttinews.tti.com>, hollombe@polymath.tti.com (The Polymath) writes:
> "I think the word translates, roughly, to 'wise-fool'.  Sophomores (second
> year students) have usually progressed to the point where they have just
> enough knowledge to get themselves into serious trouble.  They're also
> still arrogant and ignorant enough to do so, jumping in where angels fear
> to tread, as the saying goes."
> 

  "I guess for the most part you'd have to say they're foolish enough to 
think they're wise. Then you get the occasional bright spark who is wise 
enough to know s/he's a fool. Hmmm... how many cliche's are there about this?

  "The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
  "A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
  
  Stumpy steps up to the line, "To knowledge and its acquisition."

>>CRASH<<

-- 
Robert 'Stumpy' Marsh | 95 Fairfield Rd | I can't reply to E-Mail, but 
rmarsh@waikato.ac.nz  | Hamilton        | don't let that stop you sending.
+64 7 855 4406        | New Zealand     |
From: jf2z+@andrew.cmu.edu (John Charles Fiala)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Pet Cats
Date: 30 Sep 92 21:56:40 GMT
Organization: Carnegie Mellon, Pittsburgh, PA

Damien Saunders (u906451@bruny.cc.utas.edu.au) sez:
>Have you got anything to slow a small black cat down???

Have you tried very small parachutes?  How about speed bumps?


-john
"Kiss me, I'm Irish"
"Eat me, I'm Danish"
jf2z+@andrew.cmu.edu
From: ajm@wag.caltech.edu (Abner J. Mintz)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Friends ... forever ...
Date: 30 Sep 1992 00:55:42 GMT
Organization: California Institute of Technology, Pasadena, CA
NNTP-Posting-Host: monet.wag.caltech.edu

Like Soprano, I had a hard time deciding what to add to the bonfire.

I add a picture of a black cat.  If there is an afterlife, may the picture 
burned here become reality there, replacing the cat you left behind.

Newsgroups: alt.callahans