From: sokay@cyclone.mitre.org (Stephen J. Okay)
Subject: Mini-AngstCon Part 2
Originator: sokay@cyclone
Organization: Mitre Corporation, McLean, VA
Date: Tue, 15 Sep 1992 22:30:03 GMT

Mini-AngstCon:The transcript(not to be confused with M-A the film, M-A
the book, or M-A the toilet paper)

The Players:
Armadillo/Steve---sokay@mitre.org
Rachel---Our Mistress of angst, rperkins@as.arizona.edu
Lightning Man/Jeff: That wacky fun-a-minute jlewis@as.arizona.edu

Part 2:

Saturday Morning:

rachel: good morning...NOT! i'm only joking, these guys are actually fairly
reasonable this morning. we are encamped at jeff's (lightning man).
the soundtrack from 'when harry met sally' is playing (my choice),
and i believe we are about to embark on some pop tart research.
the institute for advanced breakfast technology rears its ugly head...

lightning man: and ugly it is  my god what a sight so very early in the
morning!  All I can do is hope I can get myself together before they notice
what hideious creature I am!

armadillo:Yes, its started already. Lightning Man and I are at it with quotes
from Beetlejuice and Rachel is looking rather confused....except now she and
the Lman are fighting over shower priorities. I'm about to renice one of
their processes and just tell somebody to go but then Jeffs insists it'll
only take him about 10 minutes, so Rachel relents. Henry Connick Jr. is
wafting its way out of Jeffs CD player. Yes, Rachels choice. I suggested
Morrisey, she demurrs stating its too depressing. Jeff agrees that HCJ is too
happy and upbeat for the morning.
PopTarts or Donuts?---thats the question. I myself am kind in a Brown-Sugar
Cinnamon mood but not totally fixated on it. 

bah. i'll bet you can guess who this is. i need food. 

So here we are the day has begun and we are off to a good start!  Rachel is
getting the much needed food and the rest of us are preparing for a day of fun
and frolick  It remains to be seen if any of us will enjoy the days
festivities  but I have hi hope indeed

rachel: we are at millie's pancake house...this appears to be a lovely place...
their choice of pancakes is incredible sounding! this is no ihop, ladies and
gentlemen...
a discussion of medieval literature has been initiated...oop, the food's here..

armadillo:Yes, this is a good place from the looks of it, Rachel has been spot
on with all of our dining establishement choices so far. But food is here and
I am going to do as the Zoners are doing and munch.

ObAngst: If they ever came out to see me in DC, I'd be at a total loss for
places to eat, 'cause well, I don't pay that much attention to area dining
mostly because for GOOD places, I probably couldn't afford to even look at the
menu, much less eat there. 
It's the L'idiot syndrome.... 

rachel: yum! apricot pancakes...
this is an angst-free breakfast.
and since this is a holiday, i'm having chocolate milk.

Rachel:after purchasing too much music at a variety of places, we returned to
the abode of lightning man, and watched the KaTe video that we purchased.
nifty-i've never seen her perform....
on to mst3k repeats.

ObAngst: i vowed not to let a recently assigned astro paper keep me from having fun, but i'm suffering from guilt pangs. bah.  

lightning man: mst3k has provided a slight emotional release but we all need food and we hope to keep rachel in a good mood...these tasks should keep us on our toes for hours..

Steve: Yes, Joel and Co. have again provided a break in the icepack of angst
that occasionally recrystallizes whenever we are all just sitting here. 
The angst of her impending paper is showing, but Jeff and I have resolved to
get her mind off it and Jeff's rendition of Crow T. Robot's paen to Kim
Cattrell plus an massive group hug seems to have broken the tension. 

ObKaTe: I've heard a good chunk of KaTe over the past 24 hours and have found it
to be okay, but nothing earth-shattering. I don't feel like rending my garments before
her and becoming a KaTe acolyte. The video was kind of interesting. Part Opera, part
concert, part artshow. Performance artists can be so weird....

I myself am quite psyched with the fruits of our music-buying spree, though
the registroid COULD have told me I was in the cash only line before I'd
waited for 15 minutes to have to go to another line and wait just as long
again. Oh well, at least I got some cool-looking indie stuff for the radio
show. 
ObAngst:Because of this, Rachel and Jeff were forced to wait for about 20 minutes
after they had already picked out and paid for their stuff. This induced no 
inconsequential amount guilt, especially since they and several of our previous
purchases were out in Jeff's truck roasting on the 'zona sun.....

Point 4: Angstcons should be required to carry copious amounts of MST3K, They
seem to have a kind of cadmium-rod effect on angst. There have been several times
over the past couple days when we've just kind of all stopped talking and ended
up staring at each other....bah

It was a cold and rainy night...and then a shot rang out...I always wanted to
start like that...better yet...it was a cold and rainy night...and the snot
ran out...no no no good...must try to think logically....arggggggg

Well, its a little gross, but Rachel would undoubtedly like  the setting of
the story, if not the events.  I suspect she is a closet admirer of
Bulwer-Lytton. :) :) :)

Armadillo:Its Sunday  morning. Rachel went back to her place  to crash last
night due to a massive headache and stress. We are to retrieve her today from
her abode and go do stuff. Maybe Kitt Peak today, who knows? I would like to
get film for my disc camera and at least get some shots of some of the cacti
and mountains and people I have spent this weekend with. 
Last night was spent with the Lman and I watching numerous MST3K reruns and
doing our own version of the lines. By this time our lungs are aching for new
lines to repeat. We had a cool time. "Angster Roll call:Rachel, The Lman,
Armadiloooooooo"

Lessee, what else? Ah yes, last night food was found at the Solarium, a kind
 of open environment, ARTchitectural seafood place. "Nice house, good food".
ObAngst: As we go around sampling area cuisine, we inevitably get into quoting Monty Python, Red Dwarf, MST3K, LA Story and other movies in these places. This isn't that bad in itself except that I fear I am building up a list of places they won't be able to go to again.

rachel: i  can't cope...me bottle's gone. it's brown trousers time...
jusy kidding. i have returned, and i feel much better. time for breakfast.
 some marijuana gin perhaps?

Armadillo: Okay ,well we are leaving the astronomers holy mountain, known t
the rest of the world as Kitt Peak Nat'l Observatory an I am totally psyked!.
It was really cool to see the Solar Telescope and go inside the 4-Meter
observtory and bum around and be totally touristy(Although I don't think I
was that much of an Ugly Virginian).
ObAngst:(Yes, even at this altitude), for a few minutes I became that which
I most despise in DC and NoVa:A shutter-eyed, gawking tourist. Does this make
me a poseur?---Oh the angst!
 However, the scenery up from there is totally worth every bit of it.
Its just really cool to see the desert and brush region from up close
instead of on a screen.

Rachel has suggested that when Tucson gets nuked again("please pardon our dust
and firestorms, we are currently remodeling to better serve you in the future.
We apologize for any incovenience or accidental flashburns"), that we throw a
party  on the 4-meter observation deck at Kitt Peak. Sort of a perverse
"Dick Clarks New Years Rockin' Eve" with such stellar musical talent as Kate,
Toad the Wet Sprocket, Tori Amos and a couple others. Instead of watching for
an apple we could watch for  MIRVs. And of course, lets not forget the Solid
 Gold Dancers......NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Call the resulting pit "Meteor Crater II" and sell tickets....maybe not 'cause
that would entail staying behind and setting up a business and stuff which is
definitely NOT required..

Well now we are speeding towards that towering bastion of consumerism and
Xiboism, the Tucson Mall to pickup more shirts for Rachel so that this time I
can do it "proply" and get her the right size. Oh yeah, inside reference....
For those who don't know, sometime ago, I made Rachel a "Bah" t-shirt, except
after washing it once or twice, it appears to have become a little too small..

Tonight, after food, Jeff and I are going to yet again corrupt the mind of
Rachel by exposing her to the movie "Heathers", a personal favorite..

Monday Morning:
rachel: jeff (lightning man) has left for phoenix to do the barbeque thing
with the parents of a potential babe. 'dillo and i are at chez angst
(my place), and are about to have breakfast. the breakfast of choice is home
made corn muffins from the kitchens of chez angst. i am somewhat surprised
that my two hell hounds let 'dillo sleep last night, but he appears refreshed
this morning. there isn't a whole lot planned for today, just your basic
vegetation and such. the dogs are our entertainment. thunder and stoli never
fail to produce sidesplitting slapstick for my guests....

Armadillo: Well breakfast is done with and it was quite good. I'd definitely
be part of the Rachel Volunteer Transit Authority if I could get fed like
that in the morning.
Rachel is reading the paper, the dogs are flopped on the floor and being rather
docile at the moment, having fallen from their earlier, apparently default,
high-energy orbit.
Yeah, this pretty much going to be a NO-OP type day. Rachel was surprised  by
my shirt of my namesake. Its a spray-painted design of the Armadillo I play
on FurryMUCK wearing a couple bandoleers and other combat and survival
equipment, carrying a pulse rifle in one hand and a flamethrower in the other.
Defninitely a 'dillo worthy of battling shrews with.

I am sitting here mesmerized by her Escher print thats stretched across the
 wall. It appears to flow best from left to right, although right-to-left
 works too. 

rachel: yep, last night's mst3k was 'killer shrews'. we spent a considerable
amount of time after the show making really bad shrew puns, and i was almost
sick from laughing so hard...we had been drinking, and i think jeff had a
shrew too many...:-)

Armadillo: Well, this is definitely turning out to be a techno afternoon,
Rachel is looking at the cover for my Front 242 "Geography" CD which I picked
up the other day, I'm reading "Burning Chrome." and 242 is playing on the CD
player...I think I'm getting an inspiration for a picture...All I need now
is some black clothes and a Leather Jacket and some shoulder studs...

rachel: with front 242 blasting on the stereo, it sounds like a factory in
here. very machine-sounding music. 'dillo's in hog (or armadillo) heaven,
though, as we digest a large lunch. we have no idea when babe-huntin'
lightning man will return, so we'll just sit tight and relax at chez angst.

Armadillo:Ahh yes, I forgot to mention lunch, a yummy stir fry cooked up for us
by her nibs, proving her culinary skills are as good as if not better than
her knowledge of local gastro-geography. 
In addition to being quite yummy i has proved good for inducing a post-lunch
 nap which I have just woken from and in which Rachel is still partaking.

ObAngst:I no sooner finish doing the dishes from lunch in an attempt to show
Rachel I am at least somewhat housebroken then her roommate Doug comes in and
does them over. Did I screw up, or is he just trying to be "more domestic than
thou?" 


rachel: the wonders of an afternoon nap. i feel so much more awake now. when i
did wake up, however, 'dillo was gone! luckily, he had left me a note on his
palmtop telling me he had gone for a walk.

Armadillo: Well the walk yielded about a 5 block trek to the Circle K to obtain
 those few elements which make life itself possible. "When we take these most
 basic building blocks of life, Diet Coke, Skittles and Chocolate and  combine
 them together. We get something absolutely fantastic: One Hyper Armadillo
(As opposed to the miracle of life itself. Sorry, but you just can't get pure
 carbon,oxygen, nitrogen and hydrogen at the Circle K, you need to hit UofA's
Chemistry dept for that). Scientists believe that this is how hyperactivity
came into being. Som several beelyun years ago, its speculated that a
proto-'dillo floating around in some sort of primeval "soup" accidentally ran
into an shortchain version of a caffeine molecule. The resulting bonding sent
the proto-dillo spinning off through the soup in a frenzy of hyperactivity
spurring him on to...oh, I'm sorry, am I going off again?


-- 
Stephen Okay  sokay@mitre.org
"You see, I'm kind of this control freak who likes to create his own
personal hells before the real one can get to him. I like to beat hell
to hell so to speak".--Spalding Gray "Monster in a box"
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