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From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Jason))
Subject: Re: Radio Information?
Organization: University of Oregon, Architecture
Date: Wed, 7 Oct 92 19:42:05 GMT

In article <1992Oct7.045820.19171@ucc.su.OZ.AU>, mar@physics.su.OZ.AU
(David Mar) writes:
> 
> >[Jason:] The other problem is sunspots. They can cause a horrendous amount of
> >interferance during the day. They run on a seven-year cycle, and I don't
> >know how bad they are right now. DM or some of the others here with eyes in
> >the sky can tell you that.
> 
> Danger Mouse pipes up, "It's an eleven year cycle, actually. The most
> recent peak was about four years ago, maybe a little less, so we're sliding
> down to a minimum in activity at the moment."
> 
> - Danger Mouse.
> 
> 

Thanks DM,

I knew if I had it wrong, either you or one of the others would have the
right of it. After all it has been about 18 years since I seriously used a
CB. (I told you folks my REACT jacket was pretty badly faded.) 

It's been longer than that since I had time enough to enjoy astronomy as a
hobby. I do still have one of my telescopes though. The one I used in grade
school and was -just- able to make out the rings of Saturn with. That was
before the level of light-polution in Portland, Oregon got so high it made
home-brew astronomy a joke. My wife still has a bigger telescope, that she
has had for years. But its tripod yoke died and we have never been able to
get a replacement. Tried once with the maker of the 'scope. They had
changed the design, and the replacement wouldn't fit.

Jason
---------------------------------------------
When Agnostics die, do they go to the great
perhaps?
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jay Brandt (Jason))
Subject: Re: One more re-incarnation...
Organization: University of Oregon, Architecture
Date: Wed, 7 Oct 92 20:24:33 GMT

In article <06OCT92.20862775.0022@VM1.MCGILL.CA>, B7QS@MUSICB.MCGILL.CA
(B7QS) writes:
> 
<snip>
> On the table IS a screenless laptop with and optical cable going from it
> to mirrorshades worned by the man. After hitting a few more keys, a few
> grumbling and mumbling, the male person that as made is appearence,
> unplugs the 'shades, put them in one of the pockets of the leather
> jacket is wearing and from another pocket remove and done a pair of
> ordinary glasses.
<snip>
> 
> "Long time no see Rider" says Mike.
> 
> "Yeah, and it is good to be back..." says the guy taking the shot glass
> that Mike hands him, and then he heads for the chalk line...
> 
> "HIYA FOLKS!!
> 
> For those that don't know me, I'm called Matrix Rider in VR, and in
> RL..."; as he say this the LoR decides to head for him and shows about
> the same picture as before minus the leather jacket;
> " my name is Serge Ayotte.

<Ping!>

Jason flickers into existance at the end of the bar, as Matrix Rider heads
over to join the ladies. Jason is dressed as usual, in a black leather
jacket, nearly-black jeans, and wearing a black Greek Fisherman's cap. Folk
notice, many for the first time, that there is a fine black cable running
from the PowerBook on his shoulder strap, to one side of a twin-jack
cyberlink on the back of Jason's head, tucked just under his short
pony-tail. From the other end of the bar, he is joined by a tall,
feline/human woman, wearing a black velvet mini-dress and a matching
choker, set with a blue stone. She has downy golden fur, a feline tail, and
cat-like ears that peek through her curly hair. They look over at the
Martix Rider with a grin.

Jason says "Welcome back, Matrix Rider! I'm Jason, and this is my friend
Thyra. We're both new here since you left. It's good to meet a felow Decker
in this merry place."

"Mike, Matrix Rider's next drink is on my tab!"

As this is going on, Feather makes her pun, ending with "I had no idea
where to duck after quacking that fowl pun!". Thyra makes a face at this
quip from her friend Feather. Her eyes and the stone in her choker glow a
soft blue, and a stream of a dozen or so peanuts levitates from the bowl on
the bar, to zip towards the little bird. They avoid Archterix's snapping
beak, and fly up under Archterix's wing to where Feather is hiding,
catching the little bird from below. Feather, who thought she was safe,
reacts with a startled squak. 

Thyra giggles and says to Feather. "Well, my friend, after a pun like that,
you deserve to get goosed!"

Then its Thyra's turn to look for cover, as peanuts start flying at her.

Jason & Thyra
-----------------------------------------------
A tag line passed on from our friend Phoenix:
Radioactive Hallibut will make Fission
Chips!
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: li@Data-IO.COM (Liralen Li)
Subject: Re: Making overtures...
Organization: Data I/O Corporation
Date: Tue, 13 Oct 1992 05:45:48 GMT

In article <1bcu4nINNhjb@gap.caltech.edu> lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU writes:
>StM escorts Phee over to where Ocelot is still jingling her anklet and
>displaying the M&Ms.  "Phee," he says, "this is Ocelot.  Ocelot, this is Phee."
>He then waits patiently to see how Phee reacts to being between two cats both
>of whom are bigger than she is.

Phee says, "Hi!" to Ocelot and then Fezzik zooms over to sit about four
inches taller than the little girl he sits next to.  "Fezzik!  You *silly*
dog." she says and hug-tackles the beast who is about three times her
weight.  He just ducks and looks intently at the M&M's.  So Phee just leans
against the furry mass of Fezzik and looks up at Ocelot.  "You have pretty
fur."

---
Phee
li@inigo.Data-IO.com
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Another Introduction
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Fri, 9 Oct 1992 10:39:21 GMT

steven confuses kitten:

>>"...i was only born in 1955!"

>"What?  You mean you're from some 10^5587+ years in our future?  That's some
> *serious* time travelling..."

>(No, I am *not* going to write out 1955! in full.  I may be bored, and getting
>tired and silly, but I'm not *that* bored, tired or silly...)


"well....you are confusing"  kitten grins...."maybe it is because it
is 5:35 in the a.m., but i don't get it....of course, if it is math...

well, i can't do math 'cause i fell on my head.  so there!"

kitten giggles and sticks her tongue out at steven....
--
***************************************************************************
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

Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: uribe@jarthur.claremont.edu (Lydia Uribe)
Subject: Re: ArchTeryx's hatchday meal...
Organization: Claremont Shelter for Maladjusted Singers
Date: Wed, 14 Oct 1992 20:49:06 GMT

In article <Bw4FF2.I0n@news.cso.uiuc.edu> rcb33483@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (ArchTeryx) writes:

>ArchTeryx pantpantpants after this effort, his crop so bulged out it's full
>outline is clearly visible through his chest and neck-base, and ArchTeryx
>can barely remain standing.  He gives a little 'pheep' then looks out at the
>stares of the crowd.
>
>"Anybody want to volunteer to rub my crop? *warblemoan* When it's this full...
>it needs help to move food.  Otherwise I get an awful stomachache..."
>
>He looks pleadingly outward...

Soprano's ears perk up at ArchTeryx's curiously melodic *warblemoan*.  "I
can't possibly pass up a plea for help like that!"

She stands and approaches ArchTeryx with her eyes on his crop -- and as she
gets closer, her head starts tilting farther back...and farther back...and
*still* farther back....  "Uh, I'd be glad to rub your crop for you -- if I
could only *reach* it!"

					Soprano

"You're more than beginning -- you're learning to fly;
 You feel like you're falling, but it passes in time...."
			"From Me to You", Janis Ian
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| Soprano (Lydia M. Uribe)                      uribe@jarthur.claremont.edu |
| Claremont, CA                                  uribe@hmcvax.claremont.edu |
|           Cats, quilts and diving -- what more could anyone ask?          |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Redheads
Date: 13 Oct 92 14:41:20 GMT
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi

>>=>+--------------------------+----------------------------------------------+ 
>>=>|   "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, |
>>=>| thou canst not then be false to any man..."  --William Shakespeare      |
>>=>+-------------------------------------------------------------------------+
>>=
>>=Who?
>>
>>Polonius, if I recall correctly.  The same character who advised "Neither a
>>borrower nor lender be...."  It amazes me that so many people treat these
>>things as useful proverbs, considering the character overall.
>
>I thought it was Hamlet...I could be mistaken tho.
>
>Inky
>

   Now, Now, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. Don't you know ? :-)

    "When I was at UT-Austin, I took a third English class. It was a discussion
 of plays. Since I was in theatrical design at the time, I felt it was more
appropriate than the class on Poetry. We had to break up into groups and
research and put on a skit about a play our group had selected. Well, we did 
'Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead.' I borrowed two foils and a halberd
from the Prop Department. Whenever R&G said, 'We must go back.' I threatened
them with the halberd and then they said,' But we can't ' The instuctor loved 
it ! It worked out alright and got us and A for out project !" DJ.

    Ooops, almost forgot. Each group did a fifteen minute excerpt from their
project play and then answered questions for 15 minutes from the instructor
and class. We were told that the foils { swords } and the halberd added a nice
touch to our excerpt... 
-- 
 Jim Pierce Bach. of Sci. in Applied Computer Science
 jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu  Disclaimer: Standard.
  "Is it the weekend yet ?" me :-)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: keulen@possum.csu.murdoch.edu.au (Mike van Keulen)
Subject: Re: Problems of Recognition (was Re: Words)
Organization: Murdoch University
Date: 16 Oct 92 06:27:25 GMT

rich@theophilus.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum) writes:
>The Dragon Lady
>claims to be 5 foot 2 inches, but my ruler must be broken--I've never found
>more than 4'10" of her.

I have one of those ... my better half is sure she's an inch or two taller than
I've measured her, and than her passport states  :-)  If I try to tell her
"Yes, Dear" she threatens to hit me!  Must be in the way I say it  }:->

>I KNOW who is in charge at my house-- ;>)

Yup ... it ain't me :-)

Splash!

--
***************************** Michael van Keulen *************************** 
* Snail: School of BES - Biology         e-mail: keulen@murdoch.edu.au     *
*        Murdoch University              phone:  ++ 61 (09) 360-2843 (work)*
*        Murdoch WA 6150  AUSTRALIA              ++ 61 (09) 417-3902 (home)*
*************************** "To Love is to _LIVE_!" ************************
From: daq@hpfcso.FC.HP.COM (Doug Quarnstrom)
Date: Fri, 9 Oct 1992 20:25:07 GMT
Subject: Re: Callahan's is for everyone
Organization: Hewlett-Packard, Fort Collins, CO, USA
Newsgroups: alt.callahans

In alt.callahans, aahz@netcom.com (Mean Green Dancing Machine) writes:

> In article <122420131@hpfcso.FC.HP.COM> daq@hpfcso.FC.HP.COM (Doug Quarnstrom) writes:
> >
> >My point is that for some types of problems, callahans is not
> >only useless, but it is counterproductive, as it can tend to lead
> >to obsessive behavior and avoidance of solutions that might really
> >help.
> >
> >People, keep your perspective, and admit to yourselves that callahans
> >is not qualified to be a hospital for emotionally disordered 
> >people.
> 
> I'll agree with what you've said, as far as it goes.  However, "peer
> counseling" is a highly effective form of therapy.  The various 12-step
> programs rely on this technique.

Yes, but they typically do it in a fairly ordered way, no?

> 
> Because the Net forces a certain amount of detachment (in most people),
> I believe that in many ways alt.callahans is better suited for dealing
> with people's problems than a face-to-face peer counseling group.
> There's a flip side, of course, in that we can't *see* if someone is
> physically ill or something like that.

Maybe, maybe not.  I guess we are not in a position to know even this
for sure.

doug
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: li@Data-IO.COM (Liralen Li)
Subject: Re: Meeting the Dynamic Duo
Organization: Data I/O Corporation
Date: Mon, 12 Oct 1992 23:15:07 GMT

In article <1992Oct11.113233.1237@terminator.cc.umich.edu> sjg@terminator.cc.umich.edu (Susan Gavula) writes:
>"Hi, Phee.  I'm Susan."  She notices the little girl's facination with the 
>the chair and says, "If we can find some free space here to roll around
>I'll let you ride in my chair if you want. " 

Phee blinks at the words and, finally, actually looks at the woman.  When
the words register, she starts smiling and wiggles enough in David's arms
for him to let go of her with a slightly exasperated sound.  She just
wrinkles her nose at David and trots up to the chair.

>"See these?" she asks, indicating the small black levers mounted above 
>and to the side of each wheel. "They're the brakes.  I think I better lock
>them, just so Fezzik won't push me backwards." She grins at Phee and 
>pushes both brakes forward, locking them.  

Phee reaches out a small, chubby hand to touch the brakes, the spokes, and
the rims.  Daringly, she holds onto the frame a little and leans her weight
into it and away from it.  The brakes hold just fine.  Then she touches
Susan's hand and says confidingly, "Fezzik's a doofus."

>"You know something,"
>she says to both Phee and David, "he's the *biggest* dog I've ever 
>seen in my life."

Phee nods quietly as Fezzik comes up.

Then she smiles and says, "He's O.K., 'ven iffen he's a doofus."  Phee
tackles Fezzik around the neck, and the big dog just licks most of Phee's
face.  Phee squeals, wrinkles her face horribly as she giggles, and lets
go of Fezzik's neck to rub her fack with her shirt.  Fezzik looks at Phee
with a cocked head and lolling tongue, almost as if he's laughing with the
little girl.

>>"Here, pup..."  David shoves at Fezzik a little to send him Susan's way.
>>The pup, 5' in length from the tip of his black nose to the tip of his
>>feathered tail, and 30' tall at the shoulder, puts his broad head on
>>Susan's lap and looks up at her with brown eyes.  The ruff around his neck
>>is thick and soft and perfect for petting...
>
>Susan starts petting the big dog a little tentatively.  She knows its
>silly to be afraid, but it takes a few minutes to relax and enjoy
>petting him.  

David grins at her, knowing that others haven't been that comfortable with
the huge dog; and rather glad that she's giving it a try.

>Then she gets a bit more brave and starts scritching behind
>Fezzik's ears, hoping he likes it.

The dog's eyes close to happy slits and he starts a very soft grunting at
the back of his throat in perfect time to the scritching.  Fezzik sits
down, and enjoys his stritch.
---
David
li@inigo.Data-IO.com
Organization: Sophomore, Mechanical Engineering, Carnegie Mellon, Pittsburgh, PA
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1992 23:46:09 -0400 
From: Mark Beirne Lively <ml5a+@andrew.cmu.edu>
Subject: Re: click!
	<1ba2s4INNje6@gap.caltech.edu>

lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals) writes:
>In article <1992Oct11.161737.708@netcom.com>, aahz@netcom.com (Mean
Green Dancing Machine) writes:
>>>Habit?  You mean that there are people who actually expect you to
>>>use that phrase?  Yikes...
>>
>>Yup.  Depending on your physical location and your social/work group, it
>>can be easy to forget that many other people lie under the shadow of
>>Political Correctness.  I don't want to start a debate on the subject,
>>but PCness definitely exists, although the threat of it is usually worse
>>than the reality.
>
>StM agrees, "Aahz is right.  There are actually folks out there who will damn
>near go ballistic if they hear you use the term `handicapped' or `disabled.'
>The amazing thing is that none of the people whom I've met who *INSIST* that
>you use the phrase `differently abled' were actually `differently abled'
>themselves.  Of course, the ridiculous thing about it is that the term
>`differently abled' will almost certainly, like its predecessors `handicapped'
>(which replaced `crippled') and `disabled' (which replaced handicapped, or
>maybe it was the other way around) be considered a pejorative before
the end of
>the decade.  It's similar to the whole silly negro/black/afro-american/person
>of color/african-american thing.  You can make up new words all you
want.  They
>still  refer to the same thing, and changing the words won't change the
>underlying reality.

	Sorry to quote the entire thing but it either that or nothing.  ANyway
this discussion reminds me of a cartoonist/humourist that I read about,
in I think it was the magazine section of the New York Times a few
months back, who had some type of disability which forced him to live in
a wheel chair and like many people he became obnoxious about it.  But
the exception was in a uniquily constructive way.  He says many of the
above types of things except through making derogatory slurs.  That just
about anyone else would get lynched for.  Unfortunatley I can't remember
his name but he has a book out with some rahter funny stuff in it.

ML5A@ANDREW.CMU.EDU
"I haven't failed I have discovered 10,000 ways not to make a lightbulb"
                                        -T Edison.

Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From:  braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca  (The Didi-Sprite)
Subject: Re: great  land
Originator: braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca
Organization: SOCS - Mcgill University, Montreal, Canada
Date: Wed, 14 Oct 1992 19:15:34 GMT

In article <1992Oct14.045024.23130@raven.alaska.edu> fsjac3@cthor.acf-lab.alaska.edu (Jennifer A Cabbage) writes:
>A figure appears out of nowhere, momentarily obscured by swirling snow. A  
>blast of bitter wind rips through the Place and vanishes in the blink of  
>an eye.
>    Patch stomps her feet and shakes the snow out of her hair.
>"Well, hello.  I guess I'm another 'lurker', come to light.
>"Are there any other lurkers out there from Alaska ?"

The Didi-Sprite shivers as the blast of Alaskan air swirls by her.

"Welcome, Patch!  I think you could use one of these to help warm you
up!"



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The Didi-Sprite
Montreal * Canada

braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca
From: olson@husc9.Harvard.EDU (Charles Olson)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A tale which kneeds telling
Date: 16 Oct 92 00:21:05 GMT
Organization: Spam-On-A-Rope Inc.

In article <1992Oct15.012401.21128@ucc.su.OZ.AU>, mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar) writes:
|> Danger Mouse exchanges a dollar coin for a tall glass of cold milk.
|> "Ta, Mike. Say, did I ever tell you the story about the guy who was
|> looking for a job in a stand-up comedy club?"
|> 
|> Mike rolls his eyes. "No, DM. Tell us the story about the guy who was
|> looking for a job in a stand-up comedy club... I know I'm gonna regret
|> this..."
|> 
|> "Ahem!" DM clears his throat and a few curious patrons tune in to listen.

[...]
 
|> 
|> " 'Oh, Susannah, won't you hire me, for I come from _a_la_Bamba_ with a
|> banned joke on my knee.' "
|> 
|> DM takes a sip of milk while this sinks in... then ducks!

He doesn't actually need to, for at this utter stinker the entire company
of Callahan's Place, the proprietor included, howl in agony and stampede
for the exits, leaving DM standing alone with a sh*t-eating grin on his
face.  

"Congratulations, DM" says Castellan as the patrons re-enter, "that was
one of the most utterly abysmal puns I've ever heard."

-- 
-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.
From: aahz@netcom.com (Mean Green Dancing Machine)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: LA Realspace!
Date: 8 Oct 92 19:04:44 GMT
Organization: Bill 'n' Opus for Prez

In article <ceotBXu00WB48N0H91@andrew.cmu.edu> "Steven M. Stadnicki" <ss7m+@andrew.cmu.edu> writes:
>On another note:  Are there still occasionally RL Callahanian gatherings?
>Particularly, are there any on the left coast, LA area?  I'm out here, and it
>looks like it may be on a permanent basis, and it'd be nice to meet a few
>folks I already more-or-less know...

Most of the Callahanians here are in the SF Bay Area, but there are
definitely a few down there, including Polymath and Deadrunner.  There's
a possiblity that I may go down there either October 17/24 or November 7.

If you come up here, make sure to post in advance, and we'll find some
way of making you feel welcome.
-- 
                         --- Aahz (the *other* Dan Bernstein)
                             @netcom.com 

Hugs and backrubs -- I break Rule 6

Who needs Lime Jello [tm]?  We had lasagna.....
From: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: mia again
Date: 10 Oct 1992 00:25:21 GMT
Organization: HST Wide Field/Planetary Camera
Reply-To: lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU
NNTP-Posting-Host: sol1.gps.caltech.edu

In article <1b52g2INNl2o@gap.caltech.edu>, lydick@SOL1.GPS.CALTECH.EDU (Speaker-to-Minerals) writes:
=In article <1992Oct9.173039.13120@morrow.stanford.edu>, GE.LJB@forsythe.stanford.edu (Louis J Bookbinder) writes:
==The following have not posted in OH, So Long. Are they gone forever?
==
==MEMBERS IN ABSENTIA (M.I.A.)   (as of 1 Oct 1992)
==----------------------------
==Skeeve
=
=Last known to be lurking.  Can't remember his address offhand.  Anybody
=remember his real name?  If so, I can find his e-mail address (if he's still
=lurking the same place he used to be).
 
Found his name.  The personnel directory still lists him as an undergrad,
though.
From: gavula@css.itd.umich.edu (Susan Gavula)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Different E-Mail address
Date: 14 Oct 1992 17:23:27 GMT
Organization: University of Michigan ITD Consulting and Support Services
NNTP-Posting-Host: stimpy.css.itd.umich.edu


My email address is changing possibly temporarily, possibly permanently
to gavula@css.itd.umich.edu.  I will still be getting mail at the other
address for atleast a week.

Susan
Newsgroups: alt.callahans