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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* 5 FEB 85 ************************************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ************************************************************
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19
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20 FEBRUARY 5, 1985. 9:47:52 ---------------------------------------
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21 :-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:
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22 If Backwater became a closed board like so many others, it would
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23 loose it's personality. All the spark of new writers and new
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24 ideas would be gone, only stories for the people who wrote them
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25 to read. People who couldn't get on would grow to dislike BW and
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26 when they did get on they would take it out on the people who were
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27 here. Oh well, there are two sides to this argument like every
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28 other one.
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29 Melisa: Please don't let things get you down. Like Cistop Mikey
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30 said, you are the model user! Us low-lifes look up to you with
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31 great respect. You writing is fun and heart warming to read, please
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32 don't stop.
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33 :-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:Mark:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:
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34 hi there everyone
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35
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36 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PaPa
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37 So close, and I missed part of a disk. Such is INN life.
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38 HOOVER: Very nice, I liked your story. Your writting has improved
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39 in this regeneration a lot. [Big smile]. Keep up the great work.
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40 tilean: I am still trying to get a better map. But this one should
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41 do for now. I need to talk to someone about it and make
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42 sure it is right, but I think it is.
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43 PS> I like your story to. And I agree that this does sound
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44 like the best of the spy stories. A lot of work has
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45 gone into it. [not much knowing you, it just goes natural].
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46 TWIT ABOVE: Please read lines 3 thru 18 for instructions on using this
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47 board before your entries. You can also request HELP
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48 when at command mode. Thanks.
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49 PIPER: Good to hear about your (soon) return to the INN. I've
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50 heard alot about you and look forward to your return.
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51 Little SMURFS: Be sure and look for your "PAPA SMURF FOR PRESIDENT"
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52 buttons in your boxes of cold cereal. And remember:
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53 "HAVE A SMURFY DAY"
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54 ALL: I will be out of town this PorSFiS so I will see you next time
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55 around. Have fun.
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56 TO THE HITCHHIKER GROUP: Hope you had fun. I was expecting a little
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57 more responce from the INN about our multi entry but then
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58 everyone must have been a little drunk and took not much
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59 notice of our unusual entry.
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60 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SMURF AWAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PaPa Smurf 2-5-85 12:30p
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61 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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62 Adrian, Thank you very much. I hope we can look forward to some more of
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63 your enjoyable writing soon.
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64 Alex, I'm a 'fair weather bum' and with any luck I'll be making passage
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65 for warm, sunny latitudes before the great river contests begin. My present
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66 predilection is more toward 'blue water cruiser'.
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67 Melissa, If I read your last message correctly you are out of town for
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68 a week or so and probably won't get this and the other messages of late. On
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69 the off chance you do let me add my support. God knows I love you!
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70
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71 !!!!! Let's all try to remember that it is: 'FRIENDLY ENCOUNTER MONTH' !!!!!
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72 `'`'`'`' -alchemist- `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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73 WHAT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND... IS WHY TILEAN WRITES LIKE A
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74 PAST PRESIDENT USED TO TALK... WITH A LOT OF PAUSES...
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75 IF THAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE THOUGHT... IT IS VERY POORLY
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76 CONSTRUCTED... WHO THINKS WITH PERIODS... IT GETS PRET
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77 TY BORING AFTER A FEW... LINES AND IT DOESN'T READ....
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78 VERY GOOD EITHER... MULTIPLE PERSPECTIVES... IF THAT'S
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79 WHAT YOU CALL THEM... HAVE I GOT A NICE BRIDGE IN TOWN
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80 TO SELL YOU... SINCE I AM JUST THINKING HERE... THAT'S
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81 THE REASON FOR ALL THE .S... I WOULD LIKE TO THANK OUR
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82 OWN NAPOLGIC FOR SAYING WHAT WAS ON HIS OR HER'S MIND,
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83 AND SPEAKING THE TRUTH FELT BY SEVERAL... CONSTANT HAP
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84 PY MESSAGES... I FEEL I AM GETTING SICK TO MY STOMACH.
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85 YOU'LL PROBABLY TEAR ME APART... IT MAKES YOU FEEL SO
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86 MUCH BETTER TO BELITTLE ME... YOU ARE A LEGEND IN YOUR
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87 OWN TIME. GO A HEAD AND MAKE YOUR SELF HAPPY.... I CAN
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88 UNDERSTAND YOUR FEELINGS... SURE... ASSASINATE ME WITH
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89 PANDY POEMS... HALF ARE PROBABLY STOLEN ANYWAY... NO O
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90 RIGINAL THOUGHT THERE... JUST PASSING TO THINK... DOES
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91 NT THIS... PAUSING GET BORING... SPY STORIES YUCK.....
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92 ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO TRY TO MAKE YOU THINK.... REASONS
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93 FOR IT ARE RIDICULOUS... GETTING TIRED OF THE DOTS....
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94 SO AMI... SO I WILL NOW STOP... TIRED... YES... TIRED.
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95
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96 So if...you don't.....like it here.....why don't you..
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97 just go.....somewhere else....rather than....complain?
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98
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99 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
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100
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As, pent in an aquarium, the troutlet
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101 Swims round and round his tank to find an outlet,
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102 Pressing his nose against the glass that holds him,
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103 Nor ever sees the prison that enfolds him;
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104 So the poor debtor, seeing naught around him,
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105 Yet feels the narrow limits that impound him,
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106 Grieves at his debt and studies to evade it,
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107 And finds at last he might as well have paid it.
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109
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110 i am sorry to hear that you do not like the way i write... i will not and can not change simply because you slashed at it...
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111 i will not assasinate your character... nor will i ask for a surge of hatefull messages towards you...
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112
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113 all the messages in defense of melissa... and most messages in defense of anybody is that they are crude... usually needless
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114 and harsh...
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115
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116 i hate enter only... let me restate... most people object to slanderous messages or cruel messages because they are neerless
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117 and maddening... if you simply must say something so blasted slanderous... tell it to a friend... and if you have no friends
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118 at all to complain to... i suggest you change yourself... that sort of intollerance is not sanctity... it is stupidity... and
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119 i will defend that point if necessary...
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120
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122
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123 adrian and papa smurf... thank you very much for the praise... i like knowing some people find it... interesting...?
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126
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127 napologic'n... your message is vague on some points.... for instance... were you defending the present assassin... or were
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128 you simply explaining why they do what they do... or were you only pointing out the lack of difference between the sides...?
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129 all of the above perhaps... maybe even a glimmer of resentment...?
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130
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131 ...........................................................................
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132 Regarding the suggestion (on db ) that we change Backwater... Sorry, no
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133 can do! The ENTIRE system is in HARDWARE. It runs out of some 2708 EPROMs.
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134 (or was that 2702?) Mikey doesn't know where to get a programmer for them
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135 Neither do I. And we don't have all the source code. And Mikey doesn't
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136 have time to rewrite what we do have. I'm trying, at the moment the system
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137 I would be using is down...
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138 In any case the type of changes you suggested are WAY down the list.
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139 Sorry 'bout that.....
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140 ________________________________Leonard____________________________________
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141
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142 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZippy
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143 PaPa: I feel that I must again apologize for my actions(or lack thereof) at the Hitchhiker party. I am sorry. I will
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144 try very hard to be a bit more friendly in the future.
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145 tilean: You have my support 100%(for all it's worth).
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146 ZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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147 Carefully I loked to my right. Good, she was asleep. I didn't think I could have stood her constant., passenger seat
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148 driving and kibitzing. God, she was breathtakingly beautiful, and a joy to be around, but get her into a car... I'd rather
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149 not think about it. But she was asleep now, and I was not about to let the think-time go by unused. It was difficult to
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150 keep my thoughts on anything but this woman lying next to me, and the way the light from the occasional streetlamp
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151 carressed her soft features, one at a time as it flowed onto her, and then was gone, to be replaced at odd intervals by
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152 the next. IMy attention was drawn temporarily by the "Campground, 1 mile" sign on the side of the road. I don't think my
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153 eyes left her for more than one of the 60 seconds it took to reach the turn-off.
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154 After maneuvering the car to an acceptable hposition in the small grass area, I brought two blankets from the back
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155 seat. One quickly found a place on Christine's shoulders, and the other on mine.
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156 I just lay there and watched her for what must have been hours, . As I drifted off to sleep, thoughts of her were still
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157 lingering in my mind. It was almost as if she had awakened something long dormant, a feeling whose existance had gone
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158 utterly unnoticed for years...
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159 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZippy
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160 (*==marker==*)
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161 ******************************************************************.*************
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162 To All: A note of misuderstanding seems to be floating thru the air at the
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163 Inn. I have received compliments for a poem. I have not written a
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164 poem in quite some time. My CPU time is currently being used on my
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165 and Jack hoovers story "The Great Peanut Butter Caper". Sorry, I wish
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166 I had written the poem.
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167 ***************************************************kathyd***********************
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168 The sun shown thru the levolors onto the desk. It was a rather ordinary
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169 piece of furniture. A desk of pine, Tina's desk to be exact. Behind the desk
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170 sat the owner, she was small; about 5 feet 2 inches, her blue eyes were clear.
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171 Her hair the color of a wheat field at harvest. She wore a simple blue shkirt
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172 and a virgin white blouse. Her face held a stern expression as she gazed at the
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173 others that had joins her this morning.
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174 Tony felt uneasy, he had waited for the moment for quite a while and now
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175 with the reality of danger, he wanted to get this job over with. He wore workers
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176 overalls and had a n electrician kit on the fllor next to where he sat.
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177 Jack was flying, the pain pills the doctor had prescribed were maiking him
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178 for the time being quite useless. It had been 6 hours since he last took the p
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179 pills and he would need another dose in a hour or so.
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180 Marci waited for Tina to start. The plan was simple enough but they all
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181 needed to review just one more time. Marci also was wearing the garb of a common
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182 laborer.
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183 Tina stood and adressed the group.
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184 " My good friends and associates, Tommorow morning Jack and I will enter
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185 the pits of the New York Stock Exchange. At this time we will purchas Jiff
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186 stock, we will do so as slowly as possible as to not attract attention. We
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187 have 323,000 to spend, we must be sly. At the present time Jiff is selling
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188 for 9.46 a share. Take note ladies and gentlemen that Peter Pan is selling
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189 for 35.12 a share. We will then let the market sit for 2 days. I will moniter
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190 carefully the prices and we will make our moves accordingly.
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191 Tina then turned and faced Tony.
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192 " Tony this is wher you come in, You are to lead Marci and yourself into
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193 the corporate distribution center at Peter Pan. Once inside the warehouse
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194 you must put one of these into each of the storage containers."
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195 Tina hands Tony a vinal bag containing aprox 200 pen sized capsules.
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196 " these capsules with produce a chemical reaction that will cause
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197 the peanut in the peanut butter to disintegrate. When they open the con-
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198 tainers all they will find is salt and oil.. We call this little miracle
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199 "the Jimmy Carter".
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200 Tony was pumped and ready to go, this would be the most fun he's had
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201 in years. He leaned over and got his work bag. Opening it he removed and
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202 inspected his cutting torch. He turned and leared at Marci.
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203 ****************************************kathyd********************************
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kathy, i'll enter later... you've really put a spanner in the works, so to speak
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206 cross-matching the team, eh? i guess that would produce the best results
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207 JJJJJJJJJJJJJ Jack Hoover 2:14 a.m. JJJJJJJJJJ
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209 [book-mark 0336/0206]
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210 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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211 In the stables attached to the inn, the innkeeper's faithful steed
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212 was startled to find a visitor one morning. Long accustomed to a solo
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213 existence, the poor beast did not quite know what to do about the
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214 strange beast in the stall next to him. Even more startling
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215 was the breadth of her wingspan when she unfolded her wings, one at
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216 a time and stretched each thououghly.
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217 The piper was walking through the fine curling fingers of mist, his
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218 plaid, somewhat the worse for wear, wrapped tightly around his s
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219 shoulders to ward off the evening chill. He hesitated to enter the
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220 battered wooden door -- it had been so long since his last venture.
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221 What had happened to his companions from the Ruby Valley? Looking
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222 about, the inn seemed to have lost substance -- much effort had gone
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223 into building this rustic structure, but the wooden treads of the
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224 steps were worn deeply by the boots of the travellers who had frequented
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225 this place. Pausing by the Rowan tree planted by the door, the piper
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226 carefully plucked a single twig and twined it in the wool of his plaid.
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227 Shivering with the chill, he walked to the door and pushed it open,
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228 nearly tearing his hand on the rough splinters that had been raised
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229 from the iron-bound wood. A welcome and familiar sight came into
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230 view through the half-darkness of the room he entered. On the far
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231 side of the room, the innkeeper stood behind a polished bar,
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232 dispensing wisdom along with refreshment, while the well-used tables
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233 and benches were filled with excited, happy customers. Several new
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234 (to the piper) storytellers were practicing, perfecting their craft
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235 to the general applause of the patrons, while perfecting their
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236 defenses against those who joy in vandalism. The atmosphere of the
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237 inn seemed quite restrictive -- the door had posted upon it a sighn
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238 reading "ENTER ONLY" -- but the piper smiled.
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239 These times have been here before. Usually the assasins of character
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240 are the same vandals who would have defaced the entries of others.
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241 Deprived of their infantile amusement, many turn to anonomous disparagin
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242 remarks, hoping to quiet the voices that they could not obliterate
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243 with the REPLACE or DELETE commands. Quietly moving over to the bar,
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244 the piper ordered a glass of the inn's famous nut-brown ale and
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245 remarked to the inkeeper, "even these character attacks have their
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246 use. Our new writers must learn to face adverse opinions and hold
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247 their own against them. Ultimately, each must learn to please only
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248 one critic -- themselves, and also learn that they must be their own
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249 harshest critic. Unfortunately, many never learn to be fair to
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250 themselves, and confuse criticism with condemnation."
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251 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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253 ************************************************************************
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254 Piper: couldn't have said it better myself.
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255 *********************************************kathyd*********************
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256 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (of comments)
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257 I usually have tryed not to make camment as to the dark ones, as observed by Piper above, but would like to make the
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258 following statements. The magnanimous user/patron/compatriot known as the 'alchemist' has reminded us of an
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259 institution that he has tryed to institute amung us for the short time of a month. He has seemed to have failed at his
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260 attempt at allowing us to enjoy the atmosphere here at the Inn. The only person that has abided to his most simple of
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261 guide lines is one that I am not certain has read them. Needless to say of course that the Piper himself shares in the
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262 quility of magnanimity, and has never, too my short knowledge, done anything that may have been construed as belittleing
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263 another that has been bold enough to venture through that most firm of portals, the entrance of our most precious Inn.
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264 On behalf of the alchemist, i would like to say again in effect what it is that he has said before me...
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265 Try to let this month go by without stooping so low as to join the ranks of those that degrade by allowing ourselves
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266 to fall into the dis-honor of speaking rashly in return to their snide remarks. If you find that you must return a
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267 statement to the dark ones, TRY to make it a gracious inquiry rather than a redundant display. Hoping that my words
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268 have not caused my meaning to be misunderstood, I shall leave the entire stituation at that. The responce that I give,
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269 the same as those of that most great of Academies (not NETs), shall be one and the same. For those that breach ANY
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270 Code of Honor, the Silent Treatment is your.
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271 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ First Lieutenant Michael A. G. "Sondargaard" 37:07
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274
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275 I remember Eddie. He was my best friend. I remember playing in the
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276 autumn leaves, turning somersaults on the lawn, and laying on our backs
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277 watching the clouds go by. Most of all, I remember his funeral. It was
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278 held in the white Baptist church on the corner.
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279 I stood proud in my Cub Scout uniform. I remember running my hands
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280 along the burnished wooden pews. I saw the tears on his mother's face,
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281 heard the pain in her cries... and I wondered.
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282 Eddie fired a single bullet into his brain. An accident, they said.
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283 A child's game gone wrong. I wondered.
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284 The minister talked of what a fine boy Eddie was. He was going to
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285 sit with Jesus in heaven... Happy forever. I gazed upon his father's
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286 despair... and wondered.
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287 My innocence left me that May afternoon, gone with Eddie's young soul.
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288 My life was full of questions. The questions... no one could answer. I
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289 plunged into the swirling mists of the fog. My nights were full of terror
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290 and tears. I skirted the edges of maddness... alone... helpless...
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291 seeking answers.
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292 Slowly the answers came, within. By high school, I could cope
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293 normally. I knew that this life was all I had. Death awaited me...
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294 inevitabl;ee... final. I accepted the reality of my own death. The fog
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295 cleared.
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296 I was a shaggy-haired young man when I discovered I was not alone.
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297 Sartre and Camus had trod the awlful path before me. I learned that all
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298 I could do in this life was learn and grow... flow and change. Knowledge
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299 and discovery were all that made life worthwhile.
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300 I accept my fate now and strive for the best I can do. But no matter
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301 what I achieve or learn, I'll remember Eddie. He was my best friend.
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302
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303 Dr. Frankenstupe
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304 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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307 TO ALL
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308 ANYONE KNOWING A CARMEN SMITH LIVING IN THE PORTLAND AREA, PLEASE ASK
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309 HER TO CALL THE 800 NUMBER, SHE'LL UNDERSTAND...ALSO THERE IS NO SALES
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310 PITCH !!!! I LOST HER SOME 6 YEARS AGO AND SHE MOVED, ETC AND I AM TRY-
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311 ING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH HER........THANKS
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312 ************************************************************************
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314 OFF
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315 Thanks: Can you be more specific? {{{{{}}}}}}}
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316 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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317 alchemist, ....and what a tenacious predilection. I fight the southward
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318 migration urge on a daily basis. I suppose the infection started under a
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319 moonlit sea, or perhaps that first dawn out of sight of land. In my case
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320 it was the dawn .. on a passage southward from the most eastward of the
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321 windwards to the most southern of the same ..
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322 I must satisfy my cove hunting here in the river, but my mind often
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323 wanders to the windwards. Pray tell where are you bound for ? by what
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324 means ?
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325 FF&FS
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326 ::::::::Alex:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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327
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328 ============================================================================
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329 HI STEVE HOWS LIFE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN?
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330
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331
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332 TIP: BUY CHEMICALS SELL PAPER DUMP SECURITIES
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333 WERE IN FOR A BARE MARKET
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334 ========================================C===&===L===========================
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335
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336 TODAYS WEATHER:
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337
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338 TODAYS WEATHER HAS BEEN SENSURED DUE TO LACK OF FUNDS
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339 THE WEATHER WILL CONTINUE WHEN THE ECONOMY GETS BETTER.
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340 ==================?=======}===============================================
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341 UYIYIU
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342
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343
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344 WELL HOWBAD IS THE ECONOMY
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345 THE ECONOMY IS CO BAD THAT THE CHILDREN REFUSE TO PLAY.
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346 . . . . . . . . n .
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347 TTTTTTTTTTTTT\TEEEGEEGEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSCSS!STTTTTTTTTTTTTT\T
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348 Piper! Forgive me, old friend, but your return puts me in mind of
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349 song...
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350 ~~~~~~~~~~~
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351 The Cat Came Back (author unknown...)
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352 Old Mister Johnson had troubles of his own
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353 He had a yellow cat which wouldn't leave its home
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354 He tried and he tried to give the cat away
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355 He gave it to a man going far, far away.
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356 Chorus: But the cat came back the very next day
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357 The cat came back, they thought he was a goner;
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358 But the cat came back, it just couldn't stay away.
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359 The man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on sight
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360 He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite
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361 He waited and he waited for the cat to come around
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362 Ninety-seven piece of txe man is what they found.
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363 CHORUS
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364 He gave it to a little boy with a dollar note
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365 Told him to take it up the river in a boat
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366 They tied a stone around its neck, it must have weihed ten pound
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367 Now they drag the river for the little boy that's drowned.
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368 CHORUS
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369 He gave to a man going up in a ballon
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370 He told him to take it to the man in the moon
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371 The balloon came down about ninety miles away
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372 Where he is now, well, I dare not say.
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373 CHORUS
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374 He gave it to a man going way out west
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375 Told him to take to the one he loved the best
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376 First the train hit the curve, then it jumped the rail
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377 Not a soul was left behind to tell the gruesome tale.
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378 CHORUS
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379 The cat it had some company one night out in the yard
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380 Someone threw a bootjack, and they threw it mighty hard
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381 It caught the cat behind the ear, she thought it rather slight
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382 Wxen along came a brick-bat and knocked the cat out of sight.
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383 CHORUS
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384 Away across the ocean they did send the cat at last
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385 Vessel only out a day and making water fast
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386 People all began to pray, the boat began to toss
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387 A great big gust of wind came by and every soul was lost.
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388 CHORUS
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389 On a telegraph wire, sparrows sitting in a bunch
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390 The cat was feeling hungry, she thought she'd like them for lunch
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391 Climbing softly up the pole, and when she'd reached the top
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392 Put here foot on the electric wire, which tied her in a knot.
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393 CHORUS
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394 The cat was in possesion of a family of its own,
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395 With seven little kittens, 'til there came a cyclone
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396 It blew the house all apart, and knocked the cat around
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397 The air was full of kittens, not a one was ever found.
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398 CHORUS
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399 The atom bomb fell just the other day
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400 The H-bomb fell in the very same way
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401 Russia went, England went, and then the U.S.A.
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402 The human race was finished, and without a chance to pray.
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403 CHORUS
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404 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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405 ....could I interest YOU in a cat sir?......
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406 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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407 && && &&
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408 Just a thought as I pass through... I have frequently compared the Backwater to a bathroom wall I once knew. On
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409 further reflection, however, I believe I have done a disservice to the people here. After all it is not the hardware
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410 and software that make BWMS special (although they help a lot!), but the people. You are special people, and many
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411 have a gift for words that far exceeds my own; I stand humble before you. There is a talent on this board that is
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412 born out of the opportunity we give each other to practice and explore our writing, of whatever sort. What we have
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413 here is a writers' workshop of the best kind: one where a writer is judged solely on the basis of his/her (its?) work
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414 without regard to any other outward manifestation (well, maybe there's a bit of prejudice about all caps, but...).
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415 I honor of this writers' cameraderie I bestow on the Innhabitants a new name: from henceforth let them also be known
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416 (in respectful memory of another similarly oriented group) as the Innklings.
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417 && The Mad Actor &&
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418 li
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419 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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420 Innklings? INNhabitants? Anyone care to vote?
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421 L'homme: Due to lack of time (boy, where IS that Doctor when you need him?), I haven't made an entry. To be on the
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422 safe side, expect an entry for the story every two or three days, for about the next month. Advanced classe
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423 programming projects, scholarship applications, etc. are keeping me quite busy nowadays. (Yes, Alex, I have stopped
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424 working on Level 4 code for the duration.)
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425 #$##$##$##$#
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426 Imagine the following scenario (this is NOT a regular 'NET' entry):
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427 #$##$##$##$#
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428 "Good morning, Greg." He'd come to wake me up in the morning.
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429 "C'mon, get up. There's no school today, so let's go eat some breakfast at Wendy's.", he said
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430 "All right. Say, don't you have State Farmers interviews today?"
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431 "Yes, that's why I'm going to town in the first place. Get dressed."
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432 And so I dressed, and we left my house without a word to my parents. There was snow out, but Greg had plenty of
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433 experience driving in it and his car had snow tires on it. We buckled in, just in case.
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434 Estacada is a long way from anywhere. It's a twenty mile drive just into Clackamas, where the Wendy's was. One
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435 particular strech of road, called Carver Curves, has been called 'the most treacherous slice of asphalt in Oregon'.
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436 We took it slow. Our worries were unfounded- we had no problem navigating to Clackamas.
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437 After breakfast, we checked the place where the interviews were being held. 'Cancelled', the sign read.
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438 Back to Clackamas we drove. We wasted a bit of time there, then began back home.
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439 By now, the roads were well-traveled upon. Slush was on the roads in most places. We began tobreathe a bit easier.
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440 Then we hit the Curves. Anyone who knows this area at all knows that you SLOW DOWN. The snow inspired further
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441 sluggishness. We made it 3/4ths through....
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442 Until the packed snow began to behave like ice.
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443 The car began to skid to the other lane. Greg, used to this sort of thing, corrected matters. Then we started to
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444 skid in the other direction. Toward the edge of the road.
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445 Have you ever been in a car wreck? There's this brief instant of #This isn't happening to me, is it?# and another of
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446 complete numbness. I hardly felt my head hit the top of the car as we rolled down 15' to a tree where we finally
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447 settled right-side-up.
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448 I remember distinctly what happened. I reached over and turned the ignition off. Then I said, "This is not fun."
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449 Greg, by this time, had recovered. Both of us wear glasses and I looked for them while he climbed out of the
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450 now-shattered driver's side window and swore a few times.
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451 I'll never forget last Tuesday. It made me a believer in seatbelts. Both Greg and I were able to walk away from the
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452 car, him with two small scratches from the glass, and me with a bruise. The car was 'totaled though- it was an
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453 expensive lesson to learn.
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454 #$##$##$##$##$#
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455 The above is not just a story. It's how I spent last Tuesday. Greg is not my friend's real name, but other than that
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456 it is as precise as I could make it. I'm still not sure why I'm entering it at all except that I feel a need to share
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457 an experience that showed me how mortal we all are.
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458 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 22:04 - 02/06/85 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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459 #$##$##$# (Hmmm, puncuation not perfect in that entry, I hope you all could make it out.) #$##$##$##$##$# E.F. #$##$#
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460 Hello again oh writer of prose
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461 It's good to see you here.
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462 A critic nor judge I'm none of those
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463 Nor am I your equal or peer.
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464 I find your words a thrill to read
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465 A story so good to see.
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466 They go together like butter and bread
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467 The words and prose of kathyd
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468 I wish that I could write as well
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469 As she who knows and does.
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470 For prose and works and books I'd sell
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471 To people who ride the bus.
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472 BBut for me alas, it is no more
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473 A mortal man by name of THOR.
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474 I'll come here often so that I'll see
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475 More stories and prose by kathyd
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476 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
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477 HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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478 OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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479 RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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480 TTTTT-Keep up the good work-TTTTT
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481 HHHHH-I enjoy this board as-TTTTT
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482 OOOOO-it allows me to see a-TTTTT
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483 RRRRR-a real skill and talent!!!!!
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484
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485 JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ
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486 person of godly name above,
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487 Your praise, I am sure, has been taken to heart. I like the stuff she puts
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488 in as well. I am biased actually, because I am the one that is sharing in the
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489 present events that she is relating. Don't say that you don't belong here
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490 because the words you share are put together very well. You do have a place
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491 with the rest of us.
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492 kathyx, wow. I'll try to live up to your last entry. More news at 11 (?)
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493 Dr. Frankenstupe and Farley, Don't let ANYone say your not 'human'. Your
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494 passages made me freeze and take another look at my own life. Thank you for
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495 permiting us a glimpse at your personal lives. We are touched.
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496 JJJJJJJJJJJJJ Jack Hoover 2:54 a.m. JJJJJJJJJJJ
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497
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498 *****************************************************************************
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499 gee gooly whizer; my head is a bloating
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500 on on these lines a story is floatin
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501 for friends and foes i do propose
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502 your kind words have the scent of a rose
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503 and to all that just watch and think
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504 once and a while PLEASE make a stink
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505 and now i almost out of place
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506 to say this inn is a race
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507 a race of man of woman and child
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508 it's
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509 it's very fun and not to wild
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510 **********************************************grinningkathyd******************
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511 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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512 Leaning on the bar, the piper exploded in a spray of ale as the bard
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513 finished his song. Wiping the excess ale from his mustache and beard, the
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514 piper threaded his way through the patron's tables over to the bard, then
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515 sat down. Looking about, he was quite impressed by both the quantity and
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516 quality of the contributions at the inn. Leaning over the table, he
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517 implored sofly of the bard, "please don't do that to me. I love to laugh
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518 but exploding is slightly painful!"
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519 pppppppppppppppppp
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520 To all -- could we perhaps generate some positive energy? Not that we aren't
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521 now, let's see what we can do as a concious effort. I believe that the universe
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522 replies to us in the tone in which we address it. I try to approach it as
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523 confident, comfortable, and competent. I normally don't project my fears,
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524 insecurities, and deficiencies. More often than not, this approach brings
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525 potentially problematical situations into a much more comfortable state --
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526 one that I can deal with.
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527 My proposal is this -- try to say something complimentary about one
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528 particular person. Complimenting the whole group doesn't count, you should
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529 address your remarks to a single person (and hopefully someone who will
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530 need the praise). If you cannot find something in someone else to honestly
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531 praise, you should enter something that praises you, yourself.
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532 I implore anyone who attempts this, however, to be completely honest. False
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533 praise is perhaps one of the most cutting insults of all.
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535 Just to lead off -- I don't know your name, or recognize the border (it seems
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536 that a lapse of a few days can render a special border public domain again)
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537 but this is to you who left the poem bordered by "?!?!?!?!?!".
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538 Thank you. You have given me a memory that will light up some of the
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539 darker moments of my day. A clever poem deserves to be shared, and adds
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540 to the richness of life of those who share it. Some questions:
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541 Is it original? if not, to whom is it attributed? purpose: to find out
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542 if more is available.
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543 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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545 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (inclusion)
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546 Piper: (upper case for calling; lower when in context?) I was once writing a
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547 story called "The Young Master West" and had the strange notion that it
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548 would be alright to include you in it for just a short while. Would this
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549 be alright with you? I think I understand the viewpoints you hold that
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550 would be the part in that episode- the boy needs a sage's advice. The
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551 problem is that the episode would require thinking back in time as it
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552 would have occured after your return from the Ruby Valley, and before
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553 your latest conflict and recouperation. Give my regards to Peg.
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554 Prometeus: "This Is True. Yes,..." and Thank You for the return. (I'm safe!)
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555 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian of Selber 38:06
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557 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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558 Alex, aah yes, I remember well those lovely crystal isles. Your comment
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559 brought back many fond memories of the times when I also called at ports
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560 along that great curving archipelago. Perchance did you partake of that most
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561 exquisite honey, lovingly collected by the spice field bees, and sold in the
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562 local pharmacy at port St. Georges? My favorite of the islands is two and a
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563 half degrees north of there. Do you know of that harbour at the end of the
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564 Passe des Trois Ilets, known locally as Anse Mitane? Indeed, sunrise at sea
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565 is an experience beyond mere words. Values of the variables that determine
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566 the outcome of the great Schrodinger Wave Equation of manifest reality have
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567 not yet been fully revealed, thus my future course is yet to be actualized.
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568 In a quiet harbour, an elegant lady of the sea is peacefully at anchor. Late
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569 at night she sometimes calls, "Skip, come let us spread our wings before the
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570 trade winds once again." Though my heart hears the call, as yet the answer
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571 is still being formulated. (Ask L'homme for her detailed description.)
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572 `'`'`'`' -alchemist- `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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