From: korz@cs.columbia.edu (Frederick Korz)
Subject: Re: New Year Pizza Party
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Organization: Columbia University Department of Computer Science
Date: Fri, 1 Jan 1993 01:09:40 GMT

In article <1992Dec31.003841.20212@ucc.su.OZ.AU> mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar) writes:

[[snip]]

>"That's for yue-shun," DM says, "who couldn't be here, but wanted us to
>save an ice cream pizza for him.

[[snip]]

>"So, on this New Year's Eve, and the beginning of the year 1993, let's
>have some fun! Change into something appropriate - we are having an
>undersea ball - and order your favourite foods from the VPM. Last year
>everybody told us their choice for an ideal pizza topping combination.
>The one or two non-pizza-lovers also managed to get something delicious,
>so don't feel left out if in that category.
>
>"Mike! Champagne for those who wish it, and free choice for those who
>don't. A New Year full of promise and excitement awaits! Party ***ON***!"

[[snip]]

>"Okay, VPM, I'd like to start with a pizza with _everything_! The more
>toppings the better."
>
>He glides over to the VPM and starts munching a slice of his pizza.
>"Yum! C'mon folks, join in!"

Frood appears, wearing sailor's clothes and some sort of contraption
that looks like a cross between a face-mask and some sort of medieval
device, an air hose in his hand*.  He looks for somewhere to plug in
for more air, looks at the VPM, looks at all the patrons, looks at the
hose again as he starts turning blue and finally pulls off the mask
and hangs it over his shoulder.

After a few deep breaths he begins to laugh, mostly at himself.  "I
think I spent too much time underwater, and too much of that time
wearing one of those silly things."

He salutes Mike/Neptune and greets Danger Squid/Mouse and the many
others around the place.

"Virtual Pizza Machine - A double cheese with sausage, pepperoni,
green peppers, and a significant amount of crushed red pepper."  frood
orders.

As the pie quickly arrives he sets it aside for a moment on a nearby
table, "Would someone like to partake of this particular blend?  I
thought I heard someone say they liked pizza that bit back a bit.
This one should."


Frood grabs a glass of that champagne and, threading through the New
Year's throng, makes his way to the line.  He drinks the effervescent
liquid and raises the glass.


"While we revel, let's not forget those who for their various reasons
cannot make it here tonight, including the folks who are busy, soberly
doing their jobs - on duty protecting life and limb from threats real
or (i ardently hope) needlessly feared."

"Happy New Year"


      <CRASH>


"And for all you sailors, get cracking on the traditional, rhyming
0001 January 01, 1993 log entry.  It's the only time you can get
really creative in the logs."

--

*(The mask is an EAB, for those who've ever "sucked rubber".  It's
supposed to keep you alive if the air in the submarine goes bad.  It's
not a diving mask but is rumored to work as one to about 3 meters
before the regulator on the air hose goes bonkers.  Most often a
person wears one because the ship is having an emergency drill.  Ship
folk rightfully fear ever having to wear one for any other reason.)

>- Danger Mouse.

	frood

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