Organization: City University of New York/ University Computer Center
Date: Thursday, 13 Aug 1992 12:47:23 EDT
From: <MDSQC@CUNYVM.BITNET>
Newsgroups: rec.humor
Subject: Re: Happy trails to me...
 <1992Aug13.115739.1@gallua.gallaudet.edu>

>        Wait a minute! Wait _just_ a minute! Do you, the alleged
>breakfast god, think that _we_ give a damn about your leaving on
>vacation???????? Are you just trying to rub this in our noses or something? And
>you must be some wimpy god to not be able to get your university to go on
>vacation with you, I mean! Next thing you know, you'll post to tell us about
>where you're going (Hawaii, Bermuda, etc) and "damn, I wish I could still be on
>the net!" GET A LIFE, for heaven's sake! Don't you know that by getting off the
>net for 2 weeks, you might actually still have hope for a normal life?? HAven't
>you realized yet that the net is for students who are afraid of women or
>married people who have been married too long??
>
>                Geez!
>
>                ;-)
>____________________
>
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>* Scott A. Rust       *11srust@gallua.gallaudet.edu *  "A stupid person     *
>* Gallaudet University *****************************     can do anything    *
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>                 "Why? Why, because I laugh."
>                                             - Sherwood Anderson
>
>
>        BTW, what is your address.........
>

As I haven't left the room yet, I felt I had to respond.
I'm not going to Bermuda (Sniff!) or the Bahamas (Snuff!) or Hawaii (Choke!)
or any other of those expensive spots. I'm taking a nice (read: eight hours
in a car with a sister and my parents, both of which are obsessive compulsives
in their own special way :-) drive down to Cape Cod, Massachuessets, in order
to breath air that isn't seventy-five percent car exhaust and ten percent
other types of pollution, and to laugh my head off at the Boston Red Sox
(chuckle.)

Paragraph 2 (for those who are counting). Normal. Funny word, that is.
I've been on the net for five weeks (since I got this job), and I see
what you mean. HOWEVER, I have never been normal. I have a reputation in
my school for not being normal. I have no fear of becoming normal, and I
have no chance of becoming normal. I mean, I could possibly become normal
if I wasn't in the room with myself all the time, but until I can leave
the room and still be in it by myself without myself, I guess I'm stuck
(not that it's a bad thing). On the day before Christmas vacation, I wore
a robe and slippers to school in order to protest how early it started
I lost the robe later than night, but I got my point across. Perhaps
you should try it over where you are (of course, you _pick_ your classes
in college).

Oh, and my address (paragraph three(3)) is:

1316 Myrtle Avenue
Brooklyn, New York
United States of America

Actually, that doesn't exist. For some reason, there are two houses in a row
over there, one is 1314 and one is 1318. Who knows why?

Once again, The Saviour of Breakfast, Aw[thud]
Dammit, standing on my cape (don't usually wear one, just a good prop).

The Saviour of Breakfast, Away!

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