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From: maryb@cix.compulink.co.uk (Mary Branscombe)
Subject: Re: Definition of "monogamy"?
Reply-To: maryb@cix.compulink.co.uk
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 16:40:00 +0000


TITLE: Re: Definition of "monogamy"?
Aahz sez
> As I pointed out in alt.poly, the "societal model" of a monogamous
> relationship includes the possibility of dating several people
> concurrently, as long as none of them is a "serious" relationship.
> If, for whatever reasons, a person is unable to "settle down" at the
> present time, why should they be labeled as non-monogamous?

If none of those are "serious" relationships, then you're not in a 
situation where monogamy is relevant, are you? As I think this is 
something each person decides for themselves, in each individual 
situatioen, if you don't need to worry about it, don't. In that 
situation of casually dating several people (nver been there myself, 
not really sure how that would work - never really dated *anyone 
apart from when I asked Ignatz to the Robin Williamson gig), none of 
the relationships are monogamous, *or non-monogamous, are they, 
because none of them are relationships on that level. I can't 
seperate the idea of monogamy from the idea of faithful, negotiated 
committment, at whatever level you decide upon.

Hey, how's *that for a definition. *I like it.
Probably won't fit anyone else... ;-)
Mary MerryTail


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| Ommmmmm, said the lift                    |maryb@cix.compulink.co.uk |
| Organisation: Me? You're joking, right?   |maryb@cix.compulink.uucp  |
|I know I type "teh" for "the" My fingers have their own accent ;-)    |
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From: mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk (Alan Ralph)
Subject: Re: New Year Pizza Party
Reply-To: mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk
Distribution: world
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Organization: Chez MonTemplar, Redunser
Date: Fri, 1 Jan 1993 01:29:13 +0000

Just then, DM feels something tugging on one of his 'tentacles'. Turning round,
he is greeted by the sight of a giant red crab, the size of a large van. He is
a bit perturbed until the creature speaks - "It's Ok, old chap, it's me,
MonTemplar. Well you did say come appropriately dressed, so I've changed into
my star sign!"

The observant can discern something approximating to a grin on the crab's
'face' as MonTemplar continues - "Thinking about it, this presents several
advantages. Firstly, I can hold one whole pizza in each claw (yum! twice the
fun!) and secondly I can easily pinch any foolhardy punsters :-) so consider
yourselves warned!"

MonTemplar steps sideways to the VPM. "Two with everything except seafood, to
go, and make it snappy!" The VPM visible quivers at the though of what those
claws might do, hurries to comply.... MonTemplar then goes into a convenient
nook for a leisurely pig-out.... :-)
--
Alan Ralph, AKA Kimberley MonTemplar (when in alt.callahans)
aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk  OR  mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk
Cominatcha' c/o Demon Internet Services - Internet for a tenner+VAT a month!
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Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Babbage's Birthday Bash Dec. 26 / Party Jan 2
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Sat, 26 Dec 1992 21:50:37 GMT



>The Mandelbear appears briefly and says, "There two events happening
>at Grand Central Starport (SF Bay Area), the next two consecutive
>Saturdays.  

>"THIS Saturday, December 26th, is Babbage's 200th birthday.  In case
>you've  forgotten, he's the inventor of the stored-program computer
>(and incidentally of vaporware).  In his  honor, we are having a
>garage sale of mostly ancient computer-related junk.  You know, Z80's,
>8" floppy  drives, possibly-repairable monitors, and the like.
>Anybody need a boat anchor?

>"NEXT Saturday, January 2nd, the Flowercat and I are celebrating our
>17th wedding aniversary.  It's the usual Starport potluck party,
>Callahans realspace, filksing, and so on.  RSVP not required; presents
>not expected; kids, friends, and musical instruments welcome."

kitten offers hugs to mandlebear and flowercat...

"congratulations a bit early...

babbage's 200th....my goodness.  in honor of this momentous occasion,
i would like to offer a poem on this, the anniversary of the date of
the birth of the babbage:



ALL WATCHED OVER BY MACHINES OF LOVING GRACE

I like to think (and
the sooner the better!)
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers
live together in mutually
programming harmony
like pure water
touching clear sky

I like to think
    (right now please!)
of a cybernetic forest
filled with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully 
past computers
as if they were flowers 
with spinning blossoms.

I like to think
    (it has to be!)
of a cybernetic ecology 
where we free our labors
and joined back to nature,
returned to our mammal 
brothers and sisters,
and all watched over
by machines of loving grace.


--richard brautigan

quoted in _hackers_ by steven levy, c 1984
--
***************************************************************************
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: mwasson@nyx.cs.du.edu (mike wasson)
Subject: Re: December 29, 1992 (long, silly post)
Organization: University of Denver, Dept. of Math & Comp. Sci.
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 92 20:20:23 GMT


>	WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING
>

Gecko-boy spits out his black-and-tan, spewing beer all over the table.
"Can't say you didn't warn us Michael ... " He slaps he Chaotic one
on the back and dumps a bowl of peanuts over his head for good measure.
"Hoo boy.  Mike, buy the man a drink..."

--
Mike Wasson (Gecko-boy)           |         U Hawai'i/Fat Messiah Games
mwasson@uhunix.uhcc.hawaii.edu    |         #include <std_disclaimer.h>
Some things should never change; and it makes me wonder... (Yo La Tengo)
From: narxtc@navier.math.uh.edu (Noah Ramon)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: A Plethora of Peds!
Date: 27 Dec 1992 10:49:14 GMT
Organization: UH Dept of Math
NNTP-Posting-Host: navier.math.uh.edu

Well, in through the door come a man and a woman, each carrying an instrument
case. The man has a standard six-string guitar, and the woman apparently has an
old-style fiddle. The Bulb wanders over (sorry, Kitten...) and engages in
generic light banter, mainly along the lines of being ready for a show, having
had the last one a full day ago. From expositional name-dropping, you learn
that their names are Jimb and Susan (or also known as Wanda Sue-Bob, or the
Sister Bubba) Jackson. Jimb is a largeish man, with a beard and mustasche, as 
well as a pair of the famous John Lennon glasses. Susan is a young lady, with
brown to blonde to pinkish colors cascading through her hair. They start 
setting up their gear in a previously undiscovered corner. Susan goes back out 
to get her other little toy : a very large keyboard (korg m-1, to be precise.) 
After depositing their stough, they each accept a drink and are at ease with
where they are. Jimb mentions, "I've heard about this place, but I haven't ever
actually made it here before. VERY relaxing." Susan simply looks around, nods
and mentions, "Well, Noah, there's gonna be enough room for the both of us out
there on 'Making Mud'!"

The Bulb looks at her, gets a BIG grin (about the size of one of the
continental land masses - your choice), and replies, "Well, looks like it - and
we'll have a chance to spread out on it also! Say, what time will everyone 
else be here?"

"I really don't have any idea. The others had some other things to do beforehand
The best I can say is soon, "Jimb says. 

It seems odd, but while they are there, the two appear to be shifting in form  
every once in a great while. Jimb flows into a big anthropomorphic dog, kind 
of like a St. Bernard, but still with the glasses. Susan refocuses into a
goose, althought still being eminently recognizable. These alternate forms seem
to be more like cartoons than the creatures themselves. You can see the heavy 
ink outlines present as they move about.

"I hope the rest will show up soon, I'm ready to start NOW, kids. I'm really 
jonesing for a show. This is a bad sign. Well, let's see what happens now," 
says Noah. He also blurs again and re appears in the black shirt and jeans that
were under the light kit. He appears to be VERY anxious for another show.    
--
*******************************************************************           
* 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: cliveg@cix.compulink.co.uk (Clive Grace)
Subject: Re: Definition of "monogamy"?
Reply-To: cliveg@cix.compulink.co.uk
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 12:28:00 +0000


"A wee scritch behind the ears is most welcome my friend. Ahhhh, 
pardon me while I relax" In RL Clive had most of his long brown locks 
shorn with electric hair clippers partly because it represented an 
"older" Clive, a Clive that -- in the most part -- no longer existed. 
The other part was more pragmatic -- the back of the neck now has a 
soft Muzzy Fuzzy quality, just like our Tanais here. In Bi circles, 
people are more than happy to scritch the back of Clive's neck.
--
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| When I grow up, I want to give up being   |cliveg@cix.compulink.co.uk|
| a Journalist and learn how to write...    |                          |
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|       Bisexual knitter of quality and distinction since 1992.        |
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Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov (Rich Krum)
Subject: Re: Hi Alfvaen
Reply-To: rich@troll1.msfc.nasa.gov
Organization: Boeing Computer Support Services
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 20:34:34 GMT

In article 13291@zia.aoc.nrao.edu, dbriggs@zia.aoc.nrao.edu (Daniel Briggs) writes:
>In article <OLSON.92Dec31083948@husc8.harvard.edu>
>  olson@husc8.harvard.edu (Chip Olson@somewhere.out.there) writes:
>
>>Castellan shudders.  "Umm, I sure don't want 110 amps coming out of *my* out-
>>lets- maybe you meant 110V?  110A at 110V is, let's see, eek, 12,100 watts!
>>*FRAZZZ!*"
>
>"Think of it as ten hair dryers.  (Many of them are 1200 Watts.)  Probably

Last house I lived in (and Dragon Lady designed) had 200 amp service.

12,000 watts was not a large load for that house--but the bill would be a 
bit steep.  And no, it was not an "all-electric" home by any means--I tend
to overbuild for reliability.  Each room had a 20 amp computer outlet, for
example---

Anyone wanna buy a nice house in the California desert???

--Troll

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Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: jammer@eskimo.com (Lyle Harwood)
Subject: A toast
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL6]
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1992 13:59:38 GMT


Jammer walks to the bar, and puts a coin from a foreign land on the bar.
 He orders  the strongest cup of espresso available, and walks to the
line.

A toast, people.
On January 8, 1975, I became Private Harwood, and Scott Coffee became
Private Coffee.

On March 31, 1975, I became PFC Harwood, and Pvt. Coffee became PFC
Coffee.

On June 1, 1975, I became Coporal Harwood, and PFC Coffee became
Corporal Coffee.

On or about July 15, 1975, Sergeant Abrams ended his life in a manner
unbecoming, and Cpl Coffee became Sergeant (acting) Coffee.
He then had the distinction of being the youngest acting E5 in the 2d 
Infantry Division.
Untill then, we had shared the distinction of being the two youngest
corporals in the Republic of Korea.

The time is now 0500. At 0500, 17 years ago, Sergeant (acting) Coffee 
came Shooting Star 6.

Seven of us left on patrol. 

Six of us came back, one on a stretcher, and two walking wounded.

Shooting Star 6 had stopped on the way back to become a legend.

This toast is actually early, Shooting Star 6 lived untill New Years
eve, but I can never sleep during the time Shooting Star was in the
field...

Next year, if we are all still here, I will tell you how Shooting Star 6
became a legend.

scott, it's no mistake that I toast you with the strongest coffee I can 
find..
i am here because you are there. have you ever thought about trading
places?

Jammer drinks his mocha, and walks to the fireplace, closes his fist,
and quietly crushes the glass.

He then turns to the bartender, hands him $1, and asks for another
mocha. When he is served, he takes 100 one dollar bills out of his
pocket, sets the mocha on them, and directs the bartender to keep the 
mocha hot untill after January 2nd. 

In case scott finds his way home.

Jammer wraps his hand in a napkin, and walks out into the snow.
From: JBrandt@AAA.UOregon.EDU (Jason & Thyra)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: An MIA returns! (-:
Followup-To: alt.callahans
Date: 28 Dec 1992 17:01:22 GMT
Organization: the Polyhedron Group
Distribution: world
NNTP-Posting-Host: aaa.uoregon.edu

In article <1992Dec26.230824.14755@miavx1.acs.muohio.edu>,
dapetersen@miavx1.acs.muohio.edu (Toothpick (-:) wrote:

Jason and Thyra, over by the door of the Danger Room, say in unison
"Toothpick! Welcome home!"

> She heads back to the talbe and stop s short. "Oh no.  Tuxie!  Where ARE
> you?!"  
> 
> [Tux - being the smart little rodent she is - has hopped on a chair and to the
> floor to lookfor tastey shoelaces to chew, or perhaps something wooden.]
> 
> Toothpick looks around and laughs.  "Justlike at home...come BACK here you
> goofy rabbit! Tu-ux!"

Thyra concentrates for a minute, and then walks -very- slowly over to a
nearby table. She shifts her form slightly, making her feline appearance
almost human, then reaches under the table and scoops up the wayward bunny.
"Here Toothpick, Here's Tux, safe and sound. I can probably find her for
you if she ever gets loose again." She hands the cute fuzzy back to
Toothpick. "Can Jason and I buy you another drink?"

Hugs and Purrs,
Jason and Thyra
.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce)
Subject: Re: Hullo...
Organization: University of Southern Mississippi
Date: Sat, 2 Jan 1993 07:13:20 GMT

>"Hello, Gazer," Alfvaen says.  Depending on whether or not Gazer is at the
>New Years Pizza Party, Alfvaen is or is not dressed in a scanty gossamer outfit
>adorned with strategically-placed shells.  "You know, your name sounds vaguely
>familiar.  You didn't happen to be a resident of HoloMUCK, did you?  I spent
>some time on there, but I don't have direct Internet access anymore, so I can't
>telnet, and thus can't Muck...ah, well.  I'll buy you a drink.  Wench, bring
>Gazer a drink."  kitten hastens to comply.

   Hmmm. Just as I started reading this item the local FM station started
 playing Linda Ronstadt singing 'Blue Bayou' !     Jim.

-- 
         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 talk shows !'
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
Subject: Impressive knitting
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 18:04:59 GMT

> [Tanais' .sig proclaimeth:]
>|       Bisexual knitter of quality and distinction since 1992.        |

Danger Mouse is impressed. "I didn't know anyone could actually _knit_
quality and distinction. Have you tried selling them to some fast food
chains - they could probably use a bit more quality and distinction.
Do you also knit skill and excellence?"  :-)

- Danger Mouse.
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: aaron@atlantis.uucp
Subject: Re: Definition of "monogamy"?
Organization: Atlantis Communications, Edmonton, AB, Canada
X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL8]
Date: Thu, 31 Dec 1992 02:13:41 GMT

Clive Grace (cliveg@cix.compulink.co.uk) wrote:
[Bulk of Tanais' message deleted, for bandwidth reasons]
:     "One thing's for sure. I'm here now. It's taken three years to join you.
: but I'm here. And... and I have a life."
:     At this, Tanais finishes his jug of Tequila (don't worry, the adult
: vulpiform metabolism can handle at least three of these suckers before
: even 'feeling' drunk). He lifts it in the direction of Mary and 
: Ignatz and says "to love", he makes a wide arc around the bar "...and 
: to friendships" and hurls the jug into the fireplace.

"Wench, my glass!" Alfvaen says.  kitten brings him a Wildberry Cooler and
Alfvaen downs it and says, "To love and to friendships!".  Then he hurls it
into the fireplace on the heels of the tequila jug(I bet you didn't know that
tequila jugs had heels).

"Nice to meet you, Tanais.  All of the above is read and noted, and I applaud
you for your courage.  Just keep being who you are, even if you don't know
who that is yet.  You'll find out eventually, or at least as much as any of us
ever do..."

-- 
---Alfvaen(Still looking for "October's Baby")
"Give me your mirth.  It bores me when you weep.                                 My loves you cannot touch.  They're buried deep."  ---Don Marquis
Current Album--Talking Heads:True Stories
Current Read--Tesseracts4
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: /G=Rhodri/S=James/O=SJ-Research/ADMD=INTERSPAN/C=GB/@mhs-relay.ac.uk
Subject: Re: Steamed Phoenix
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Tue, 22 Dec 1992 02:25:17 GMT

jmpierce@whale.st.usm.edu (Jimmy Malcolm Pierce) writes:

>      Yup. Government agencies do tend to do stupid things. One of the
>other lab monitors, who has since graduated, was once told by the VA
>that they had no argument that he served in VietNam, but since he couldn't
>produce a Birth Certificate, he couldn't prove he had ever been born !
>Not 'you can't prove who you are,' they accepted who he is, but not
>that he had been born ! The court house where he lived had been damaged
>in a fire, he had to look up someone who remembered him growing up,
>who his parent's were, etc. and then he could get a new birth certificate !

  Heh.  Reminds me of the story of a friend of a colleague of my, er,
Landlady is probably the right term.  She, the friend that is, is an Iranian
who has been living in England for some years now, and was married in this
country.  However, due to some odd technicality or other, the Iranian
government don't regard her as legally married (and of course her son is by
the same token illegitemate), put her in what is best described as a very
interesting legal position should she return to Iran.  This is unlikely to
happen, however.  You see, every Iranian has a document that is a combined
birth, marriage and death record, and someone accidentally stamped her
"death" section.  She is therefore legally dead.  This could be rectified if
she went back in person to where her certificate had been issued and got a
replacement, except... you guessed it... they won't issue her a passport
because she is legally dead!

  Sigh.

---
Windsinger  -  Rhodri James    *  "If music be the food of love,
                               *   play me a tune on your jam buttie."
Rhodri.James%gb.INTERSPAN.sj   *
            @mhs-relay.ac.uk   *           -- Ken Dodd
   or                          *
rmj10@phx.cam.ac.uk            *
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
Subject: Ah, there you are...
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Mon, 28 Dec 1992 02:24:56 GMT

Danger Mouse fades in....

"Oh! You're back! Hi folks.

"My server has been dead yet again, but is now working - although I don't
know for how long this time. And it looks as though it hasn't bothered
to collect all the posts from the past few days, meaning that I haven't
seen anything posted between the 23rd and 26th of December! Wlyaahh...
time travel is so disorienting....

"I haven't even seen my _own_ Christmas Day post (thanks kitten!)....."

- Danger Mouse.
Subject: Re: New Year Pizza Party
Reply-To: mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk
Distribution: world
X-Mailer: cppnews $Revision: 1.20 $
Organization: Chez MonTemplar, Redunser
Date: Fri, 1 Jan 1993 01:41:25 +0000

In article <memo.834611@cix.compulink.co.uk> maryb@cix.compulink.co.uk writes:
>In-Reply-To: <1992Dec31.003841.20212@ucc.su.OZ.AU> mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
>"Pizza is *just what I feel like, although I've always wanted to find 
>out what a popover is. And I *adore prawn crackers... wonder how they 
>go with champagne. But for now, I'll go for a combination I'm itching 
>to try out in a pie... crab and avocado pizza please, VPM. Yum" Mike, 
                        ^^^^
>please can I have my champagne with orange curacao, brandy, a 
>strawberry and a twist of orange peel? Nearly New Year's Eve......"

Mary feels a tap on her shoulder (taken from a nearby sink... but I digress :)
and turns to see a BIG crab standing behind her. She manages to utter a short
"Errm..." before her legs vote to take the sensible option of moving VERY fast.
"Owowstopitstopitstopitpleeassee!!!!!"

MonTemplar :-)
--
Alan Ralph, AKA Kimberley MonTemplar (when in alt.callahans)
aralph@cix.compulink.co.uk  OR  mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk
Cominatcha' c/o Demon Internet Services - Internet for a tenner+VAT a month!
Note: redunser is NOT associated with any other site of demon.co.uk
From: jane@soave.swdc.stratus.com (Jane Beckman)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: ARRRGH!!
Date: 22 Dec 92 21:46:18 GMT
Organization: Stratus Computer, Inc., San Jose, CA

Jilara is wearing a morose expression.  "As Elizabeth II might
say, December is not a month I remember with undiluted
pleasure.  Which has nothing to do with Christmas at all.  It
rarely has.

"The December Disaster for this year involves someone known to
you all, Randolph.  You see, Alaric got him an interview at
his company, a little while back.  They hired him.  He was
*supposed to* start yesterday.  Well, that was before an
interesting little chain reaction started.  One of Alaric's
company clients got into severe financial trouble and
cancelled a major contract.  This caused a nasty effect there,
too.  The upshot is that, as of yesterday, Randolph's job
offer was withdrawn, and a couple of people were let go.  And
Sun won't take him back, now that he's out of there.  Needless
to say, we feel guilty as hell about it.  I keep feeling like
I should have told him not to take the job or something, but
none of us had the foggiest idea this was going to happen."  She
sighs.  "At least Alaric is still working, at least for now.
Merry Christmas from the trickledown recession!"

"Double Oban," she tells Callahan.  And drinks the first
mouthful a LOT faster than she normally takes good scotch.  

"They said on the radio at noon that some stupid financial
analyst is now saying that the recession actually ended in
March of 1991, but folks are only now beginning to realize it.
Yeah, right.  It goes with the fact that California hit
double-digit unemployment, the past month."
--
  Jilara   [jane@swdc.stratus.com]

"The field of pseudo-science hasn't progressed much in ten
years, except to gain access to the net." --from ca.earthquakes
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
From: mtemplar@redunser.demon.co.uk (Alan Ralph)