HDTenEightyP/NetNews huggingface dataset:
From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Allo, and Good Beast!
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 1992 21:27:19 GMT



>From out of nowhere (well actually from some unspecified place in the ceiling
>joists), a lanky figure in black falls with a delicate THUD!

>"Ahyaoo, ... Could someone check and see whether I happen to be missing any
>limbs?" 

>As he picks himself up, and dusts himself off, a sense of electricity
>flows from him, mainly because of the big orange heavy duty cable leading into 
>his backpack. Leading out of the pack are two lamps with pistol grips and a box
>like strobe slung over his neck and hanging on his chest. On his head is a 
>baseball cap with an odd symbol (two footprints on a yellow background.)

>"Hello, I am the Bi-Bulb. I herald the coming of the way neato Beans Barton 
>entourage, or some such stough like that. Is there a place that I may plug 
>into?" After doing so, he checks his lights and assures himself that they work

"hi, bi-bulb, and welcome to the Place...i can't WAIT to meet the
beans barton crowd....sounds like you all will fit right in."

kitten grins and hugs bi-bulb...trying not to trip over his cables...

--
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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: narxtc@navier.math.uh.edu (Noah Ramon)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Hi Alfvaen
Date: 31 Dec 1992 04:47:34 GMT
Organization: UH Dept of Math
NNTP-Posting-Host: navier.math.uh.edu

>Current Question #2: What do they say hotcakes are selling like, when they're
   selling well?

Well, obviously : they're selling like things that sell quite well! (With apologies to Rowan Atkinson or Ben Elton.)


--
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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: cei@navier.math.uh.edu (Chuck Ivy)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Stick
Date: 1 Jan 1993 21:45:33 GMT
Organization: UH Dept of Math
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: navier.math.uh.edu

Meanwhile, on the dance floor, in a dark and shady corner, stands a man in a
wool overcoat that must be way too warm, a white scarf, and a grey fedora.
He stands near the stick player, nervously tapping his lapels with the fingers
of both hands, and occasionally taking notes...
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 . _____________________________
/:|                    /  /  : =| Chapman Stick		Chuck Ivy
\:|___________________/__/___:_=| White Oak #240	cei@po.cwru.edu
                       ++				cei@math.uh.edu
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From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: Re: A Christmas Story
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 1992 04:50:34 GMT

>Darkshot blows in with a strong arctic wind behind him. 15 degrees F in
>Creedmoor, and it's obviously been a difficult night for him.
>His family colors are soiled- red mud streaks the white cloak with the
>crimson lining; his boots show signs of long travel in places where
>there are no roads, but his smile is infectious.
>
>Mauford B. Garrett, my only White Christmas, and engineering.
>
> "When we woke up Christmas morning, Santa had of course visited, but
>what was strange.......sleigh tracks. Starting at the driveway, shallow-
>progressively deeper 'til they came alongside the front porch (we had no
>chimney)- footprints all over the porch, a bunch of "tiny hoof" marks in
>a very localized area between the sleigh-runner marks in front of the
>porch. The sleigh tracks continued off up through the yard, and led out to the
><stand of pines, where the gradually became more and more shallow until they
>vanished.

    "Wow !!!"

>The snow in the yard was pristine, except for the sleigh tracks. Although
>I now work with people who worked with my father, and say that I'm a better
>engineer than he ever was- I have no idea how the hell he did it. Nor
>do they. It is a Mystery- a last Gift from my father, my Dad- for he died
>soon after this miracle. And never told his only son How He Did It.
>
>Darkshot calls for his father's favorite drink: Ancient Ancient Age, with
>a Pepsi chaser. He stands at the line.
>
> "A toast: To engineering- a talent so formidable that it can make you 
>believe in magic- even when you know how it works. And to my Dad- a master
>magician. The world is poorer without you, and your talents. If there is
>an afterlife, you're gonna have to explain that one to me. Cheers!
>
>All that remains where he was standing is a fog of probabilities and
>a drained shot glass.
>
>A voice speaks clearly from a direction nobody can point to: "Merry Christmas!"

  "Welcome to The Place ! Darkshot, I'm not an engineer, but I can't think
of anyway he could have done it either ! So, he must have had Santa's Help,
and no I'm not joking !" Linda.

  "Linda, are you certain ? Anti-grav or a helicopter could... Right,
it must have been Santa ! " DJ.

  "Welcome to Callahan's !" Robbie.

-- 
         Jim Pierce Bach. of Sci. in Applied Computer Science USM 
             jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu  Disclaimer: Standard.
                   Video. Cher: Love and Understanding.
             'Rush Limbaugh is the 'Chia Pet' of TV shows !'
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From: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum)
Subject: Re: Response and Request
Reply-To: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov
Organization: Boeing Computer Support Services
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 1992 16:19:31 GMT

In article n1330t@ofa123.fidonet.org, Wales.Larrison@ofa123.fidonet.org () writes:
>I'll apologise for this message to the general patrons of the bar --
>I tried to take this to email and the message bounced.
>  

>Rich Krum/Troll writes:
>  
>>Obligatory Joke:
>> How can you tell the difference between a "California Cowboy" and
>>a real cowboy?
><<Sigh>> -- I try to be thick-skinned, but for some reason, this
>joke really offended me.
>                                                - Sincerely -
>                                                Wales Larrison
A rather red-faced troll wanders into the room--

"Obviously my hasty typing has done it again--
Read "drugstore" for "California" to get the original of the Joke--

Sometimes thje Troll is not well-aligned with the planet--

Sorry 'Bout That--I do have a great respect for _real_ cowboys, and did not
tend to offend.

Side note--obviously this box is still setting forth the wrong return address--
Still trying to fix the silliness--
Use the address in the .SIG

--Troll 
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From: ekho@cybernet.cse.fau.edu (amanda rothman)
Subject: Re: New Year Pizza Party
Organization: Cybernet BBS, Boca Raton, Florida
Date: Sun, 3 Jan 1993 04:08:48 GMT

amanda@wam.umd.edu (Me again) writes:

> "Happy New Year's!!"
> 
> Amanda (without the Ekho) is posting this early so it can travel the wide
> reaches of the Net and still get there on time.

  Ekho strides up to her compatriot's namesister and says in a mockingly 
threatning voice, "You may be 'without' me, but that doesn't mean you are 
without me."  An evil grin appears, "You cannot get rid of me so easily." 
Amanda sings out, "Happy New Year, yourself!"

> Amanda is wearing a garish pirat-oid outfit, in keeping with the undersea
> theme.  It looks a lot like what someone might wear to a Con.  "Wouldn't
> want to stand out, you know... can't wear something *mundane*...."

  In shock, Amanda agrees, "Perish the thought!"
> 
> Peering through a wormhole X-window, Amanda watches the New Year approach...
> "10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1....

  "Happy New Year!"  Amanda shouts with Amanda.  Her glass soon follows.

          Yours in Time and Space
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From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: The world, and what it'd be like...
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Wed, 30 Dec 1992 03:15:59 GMT

mary merrytail:

>Darkshot feels we "don't get out enough..."
>Scuse me - but this is out - it's not where I live, or work - it's 
>where I meet my friends. Most people here make a difference to others 
>just by coming here. We all wonder "do I matter" occasionally - 
>kitten, you sure matter to me. And I want to thank the people here 
>who make *me* feel I matter. When I share part of myself and *reach 
>someone - when Castellan was moved by my toast about life, when my 
>candle inspired Liralen (is the saint optional? ;-)) - I know I 
>matter to the friends I have here. This reaching and touching is too 
>important not to mention.

kitten gives mary a hug and a drink..."yes...i agree.  this is where i
meet part of my chosen family...this is where i play.  my shrink told
me i might be spending too much time on the net...because i can't go
out for a real beer with didi....she is in paris.  so what?  real beer
is fattening and i talk to LOTS of people in real life...and have some
friends... but now that i am on the net, i won't give it up..."

--
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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: snarf@access.digex.com (Sean Eustis)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: S.R. does it again
Date: 29 Dec 1992 16:47:17 GMT
Organization: Express Access Online Communications, Greenbelt, MD USA
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: access.digex.com

Dreamweaver seems to daydream for a little while, then snaps out of his
trance and heads for the bar,"Give me a Blessing, Mike." Then he puts his
dollar on the counter, takes the Irish Coffee, and goes to the chalkline.

	"Some of you may already have read it, but for those of you
without subscriptions to Analog magazine, Spider Robinson has gone and
done it. That's right, Mary's Place is open. January 1993 issue."
	"The story is called _The Immediate Family_. I just finished reading
it and its of the same consistent quality and good feeling as the original
stories of Callahans. "
	"This also means that S.R. will be putting out a new book, too. So
some of you might want to wait for the book before going out and buying a
magazine just for one story."

Looking down at the mug in his hand, Dreamweaver sighs," There's just
something about a Blessing." He drains his cup and hurls it into the
fireplace.

	"To _The Immediate Family_."

<<<Crash.>>>





-- 
In VR -- The Dreamweaver		In RL -- Sean Eustis
						snarf@access.digex.com
"God never closed a door without
 first opening another."
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From: brumby@nella7.cc.monash.edu.au (Stephen McNamara)
Subject: Re: Hats
Organization: Monash University, Melb., Australia.
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 22:44:30 GMT

   In VR the brumby has no need of a hat, however in RL he tends to sunburn
quite easily.

rich@theophilus.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum) writes:

>The Troll jumps in, to note that he has a genuine Australian
>akubra.  It was given to him by his late father.  Unfortunately,
>it has been 'tarted up' with a feather hatband, but that's how he
>got it, and he refuses to change it.

   "Well, what I've got is an imitation akubra, but it is made of rabbit
fur felt. I put a thin leather strap on since it tended to blow off my head
every time Sindarra took off. Since I was trying to teach her not to bolt
at the time Robyn bought me the hat I found that having to go back and
fetch it every time she tried to bolt worked quite well." :-)

>It's a great hat for the rainy weather and sun and everything else.

   "I wear mine in all weathers as well,  unfortunately, I can't wear it in
all places. I've been hassled a few times for being a 'cowboy'. However,
the hat is too practical for me to not wear it a lot of the time."


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

      The grass is always greener on the other side of the network.
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From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: Re: Con!
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 13:43:10 GMT

Lyle Harwood (jammer@eskimo.com) wrote:
: Me again (amanda@wam.umd.edu) wrote:
: : Amanda (NOT the one with the Ekho...) wanders in, wondering if any 
: : Callahanians are planning on attending MD/DC/VA's EveCon Jan. 1, 2,
&
: 3.
: : 
: : "I've never had a Callahanian RealSpace... and i'd really like to
meet
: : some Callahaners someday!  Seeing how many of us do the con thing, i
: was
: : just wondering if there was anyone in the area going to *this*
: con...."
: : 
: : "Later..."  Amanda hangs around to watch the goings-on in the danger
: room
: : and around the bar before wandering back out without making a toast.
: : 
: : amanda@wam.umd.edu     --Amanda *without* the Ekho--      Amanda
: Babcock
: 
: Jammer leans back in his chair and sips his mocha. He looks at the
steam
: coming off the mocha on the bar, and then glances around, to see that
: he doesn't offend anyone.
: 
: Then he leans close to The Troll and softly asks
: "What are they looking for?"

 Jammer surveys his posts, and growls at Warrior.
Warrior lifts his head and snarls quietly.

Jammer looks back at The Toad, and raises his mug to his lips.
Jammer stops, and says
"I hate unix. That last post was supposed to be unner the one on
the danger room run. Warrior hates unix too, and is waiting for me to
find out where it is, so he can eat it."
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: amanda@wam.umd.edu (Me again)
Subject: Whee....
Organization: University of Maryland, College Park
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 16:51:15 GMT

Amanda staggers into the Place looking rather disoriented.  "This is the 
Amanda without the Ekho, by the way... is there any way to tell us apart?"

She walks up to the bar and orders... "A chocolate milkshake.  With a spoon.
Straws, so they tell me, will reopen the wounds...

"See, i just had my wisdom teeth out... all four!  One was sideways.  The
stitches get removed in a week.  In the meantime, i'm wandering around my
world in a Percodan haze, with chipmunk cheeks...."

The Percodan doesn't last nearly as long as it needs to.  "Time for some
Nuprin..."

Amanda eats her milkshake and throws the glass in the fire -

              "To a bar full of friends that fits right in my own home!"

Amanda Babcock             -Temporary Chipmunk-            amanda@wam.umd.edu
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum)
Subject: Re: Christmas Wishes....to Alfvaen and All!
Reply-To: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov
Organization: Boeing Computer Support Services
Date: Wed, 23 Dec 1992 15:44:14 GMT

The troll wanders out from under the table, wearing a bright
green tee shirt that declares "Bah, Humbug".

Pointedly Ignoring the shirt, he declares, "Let us all remember
who's birthday this season really commemorates!"

Merry Christmas to All, enjoy the holidays!

From: The Troll Clan, all in Huntsville, Alabama, USA---
No, we don't plan to watch any football!

The Boss Troll
The Dragon Lady
Dave the Wave
The Frog
The Goose
The @#$% bird
--and of course, wiley the dawg

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From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: Re: From Feather's other half (was Re: boo
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Sat, 2 Jan 1993 12:33:23 GMT

Feather (feath@agora.rain.com) wrote:
: >>"Well, kitten, we could start calling you 'wench' more often if you
want.  We
: >>could even make that your official net.alias, or at least add it
after conan
: >>the librarian.  How far are you willing to go with this 'wench'
thing?"
: >
: >   "I dunno, a lot of people might find adjusting to the new name a
bit of
: >a 'wench'. Still, if a nut like you can't torque her into it..."
: >
: >   The brumby prepares to bolt.
: 
: Suddenly a big rainbow wing feather with writing on it drops from the
rafters
: and lands flat in front of where Feather is sitting.  "Yeep!" goes the
startled
: Feather, who then reads the writing.  Suddenly the small gray avian
puts one
: wing over her eyes and groans.  "Ohhhh, nooooo, R-Crow, PLEEEZE don't
make me
: say this... pleeeeeeze...!"
: 
: There is a small but noticeable rumble of thunder in the rafters just
above
: Feather. "Ok, ok, ok!" says the gray avian, who then turns to the
patrons.
: "It's a message from my RL self.  She says that if she ever opens a
tavern,
: it would be called the Rainbow Crow-bar..."
: 
: Feather PK's the rainbow feather, "kicks" it back to the rafters where
it
: came from, and yells upward: "Nice pry!"
: 
: -Feather (one exasperated little bird)    

Jammer hollers
"WENCH! we need you! Brumby's prepared to BOLT!"

Jammer ducks, and continues firing peanuts.

He pokes his head above the table and crys

"I knew somthing was wrong with him as soon as I saw his new threads!:

Jammer ducks back beneath the table, as Warrior swings a massive paw at
him, in spite of the fact that the claws are carefully retracted.

Jammer pops back up and yells
"The mans vibrated loose, so someone, quick socket to him!"
Jammer ducks back down as Warrior roars in frustration.

Jammer scrables around behind a chair, and yells
"Better get somone to help you, Wench, and Quick, we need to end
this torque-ture!:

This is too much for Warrior.
With deafening roar, he clears the two intervening tables, and lands
square in the middle of the one Jammer is chortling under.
The table collapses, and Jammer, panther, and peanuts roll through the
bar, scattering havoc, peanuts and patrons as they go.

As they roll out the door, into the snow, Jammer yells, through his
laughter,
"I swear, yer all NUTS!"

The door slams, and all the patrons hear are growls and laughter, and
all they see is chaos, spilled drinks, and pea, ah, well, nuts.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: tjl9@cunixf.cc.columbia.edu (Thomas J Lee)
Subject: Re: Summer Solstice
Reply-To: tjl9@cunixf.cc.columbia.edu (Thomas J Lee)
Organization: Columbia University
Date: Mon, 21 Dec 1992 18:54:30 GMT

Philip J. Comins writes:

PJC>	Philip, who was unhappy that he totally missed the last convocation
PJC>to assist the Sprite, awaits you all outside so that we may help her heal
PJC>herself (no snickers please) All new newcomers to the Place are invited
PJC>to help also (we need all the help we can get)

PJC>	A previously unnoticed silvery chain is around Philip's neck. It has
PJC>a yellow-coloured gemstone set in the centre. The stone pulsates
PJC>slightly.

PJC>	"It is almost time, friends. We must be ready ..."

	Moonbeam (who has several silvery chains around his neck, though none
of them pulsate) has faded back into his chair near the fireplace.  He hears
Philip's call and gets up to go outside, so he can add his strength to the
effort.  He wonders what sort of outside this healing will take place in.
Nevertheless, he follows Philip's voice, and arrives.

---==--===-+===++==+++=*+++**++***+****#****+***++**+++*=+++==++===+-===--==---
The Lamplighter             |"Se esmera, cora,c~ao ("Do your best, heart
(Tom Lee)                   | E confia               And have trust
                            | Na for,ca do amanh~a"  In the power of tomorrow")
tjl9@cunixf.cc.columbia.edu | - Milton Nascimento & Paul Simon, "Spirit Voices"
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From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Stick
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Sun, 3 Jan 1993 23:47:39 GMT

bi-bulb notices an old friend and says:

>>>>--
>>>> . _____________________________
>>>>/:|                    /  /  : =| Chapman Stick		Chuck Ivy
>>>>\:|___________________/__/___:_=| White Oak #240	cei@po.cwru.edu
>>>>                       ++				cei@math.uh.edu
>>>"MALIK!!!" The constrictor jumps over, and starts looking him over. "When did 
>>>you show up? Hang around, there are some people here you need to meet!"
>>
>>>(Constrictor does a jig...)
>>
>>
>>kitten dodges to avoid the constrictor's dance and delivers her pizza
>>to the appropriate party...
>>
>>"...ah HA!  a friend of yours, bi-bulb?  how lovely...welcome to the Place."


>Gee, whatever made you think that? ;-) Ma'am, if you could pass this wanderer
>a good root beer (his preference), I'd greatly appreciate it. Thanks boodles!


"certainly....IBC or barq's or A&W in a frosted mug?"  kitten turns to
take malik's order
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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

Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: bonapart@drycas.club.cc.cmu.edu
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Con!/DC Realspace
Date: 31 Dec 92 18:58:49 -0500
Organization: Carnegie Mellon Computer Club

----------------------------------------


John waves from his corner, prepping for the party.

"I will most definately be at Evecon.  I will also be at the registration
at six for dinner wherever.

"I'll be putting up 'I am here -john/leona' type notes around the message
boards, with a room number I can be reached at, for those wishing to see
me before.  I will also be showing anime in the con suite from 12mid
to 8am on Sunday.  All and sundry are, of course, invited.

"Hope to see you all then!"

John goes back to working on his costume for the party.
-john
bonapart@drycas.club.cc.cmu.edu

Current Book: Illuminatus!
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