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001=Usr:0 Null User 06/10/87 20:54 Msg:0 Call:0 Lines:19
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1$If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2$************************* INSTALLED: 10 JUN 87 ****************************
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3$Welcome to BWMS II (BackWater Message System II) Mike Day System operator
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4$**************************************************************************
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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$BWMS II was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS II is a privately
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8$owned and operated system which is currently open for use by the general
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9$public. No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system
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10$is privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages
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11$which I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it
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12$will be periodically purged of messages (only 999 lines of data can be
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13$saved). To leave a message, type 'ENTER'. Use ctrl/C to get out the
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14$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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002=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 02:09 Msg:181 Call:887 Lines:4
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20 I wonder - does the new BWMS II continue the tradition of
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21 AT THE TOP
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22 ?
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23
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003=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 04:17 Msg:182 Call:893 Lines:60
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24 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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25 Emu looked into what was to be used as a classroom. Simply
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26 labeled, a sign said 'Conf D' above the opening to the room. This was
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27 where Emu was to start his apprenticeship, along with other new
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28 recruits. Late.
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29 He didn't mean to be late, but it really couldn't have been
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30 helped. Emu's horse hadn't been cared for properly before his
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31 departure. After cleaning up the oats spilled by his nervous hands,
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32 he had to saddle and bridle the beast. Those of the equine nature can
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33 smell nerves a furlong away, and this one had been absolutely no help.
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34 In the stables at the Hallowed Farm, Emu gladly turned the reins over
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35 to the stable boy.
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36 Now, Emu is not normally a nervous person. He had gone
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37 through the preliminary hearings and interviews with a strong will and
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38 a quick mind, but now that he was accepted, he *had* to measure up to
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39 expectations. Looking 'quality' for an hour long interview is one
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40 thing: being 'quality' for the rest of one's life is quite another.
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41 Nonetheless, here he was, about to step into the rest of his life.
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42 This first meeting turned out to be a very fast and
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43 overwhelming overview of the philosophies and practices of those who
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44 would learn The Cube. Themes were explained and expounded upon, and
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45 the "Theme Angels" were introduced: "Mr. Quality", "Mr. Clean", and
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46 especially "Mr. Punctual". (Emu grimaced on the last.)
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47 Then came the formalities: promisories, signatures, and the
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48 final will and testament (just in case). Emu and the others were
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49 reeling when lunch was finally served.
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50
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51 After lunch, Emu joined those who were learning the
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52 fundamentals of The Cube. Here, he met several other apprentices.
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53 These students had come from such far away places as Tejas, City of
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54 Lost Angels, and City of Late Saints (also known as Utah). Together,
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55 they delved into some of the simpler secrets of The Cube.
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56
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57 .-.-.-.
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58
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59 "Teacher?"
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60 "Yes Emu, my son?"
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61 "What is the meaning of my title, 'Apprentice, d0'?"
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62 "That, my son, gives designation of your progress. You are as
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63 a point: as it gains depth, it gains dimension."
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64 "As a beginner, then, I have no dimension."
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65 "That is true."
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66 "As I gain enlightenment, I will gain dimension."
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67 "True again."
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68 "The Cube is said to have limitless dimension. If so, it must
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69 be difficult to conceive. How does one command tha which he cannot
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70 imagine?"
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71 "One does not 'command' The Cube. One entreats The Cube with
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72 magicks and incantations."
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73 "To learn all of the spells will take much time. If all of
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74 the students work, each can learn a different set at the same
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75 time. Together, we can do what would take one many weeks in a short
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76 time."
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77 "Very good."
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78 "Teacher, at what level may we begin to use The Cube?"
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79 "You have used The Cube already, Apprentice d1."
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80 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.--.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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81 Hmmm - uploading, I seem to be loosing characters here and there. Is BWMS II
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82 slower in processing input than BWMS was?
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83 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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004=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 04:37 Msg:183 Call:894 Lines:17
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84 Rumbling, battering, boiling--
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85 Boom!
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86 Grumbling, clattering, toiling--
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87 Doom!
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88 Tumbling, splattering, broiling--
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89 Boom!
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90 The only silence is the tomb!
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91
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92 Brawling, binding, burning--
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93 Boom!
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94 Sprawling, winding, turning--
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95 Doom!
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96 Bawling, grinding, churning--
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97 Boom!
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98 The only silence is the tomb!
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99 A
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100
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005=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 05:33 Msg:184 Call:897 Lines:1
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101 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~11~87~~01~13~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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006=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 06:13 Msg:185 Call:898 Lines:58
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102 It seems to be about half as fast as it used to be. Sincerely,
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103
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104 R A D I O F R E E E U R O P E
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105
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106 "I am," She sat in the chair and kept her head tilted defiantly. Her speech
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107 was deliberate and emphatic, without losing the rough tone that kept it from
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108 sounding at all vulnerable. "Against your nation, your homeland, everything
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109 your father died for during the War. And you," She looked out through the tall
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110 windows and into the forests. "You are an officer of your laws. A lieutenant
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111 in the National Police Force. Sworn to defend the Constitution of the United
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112 States. Just get real. There is nothing for us together."
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113
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114 He stood in his robe, and held a white mug in hands. Looking down and through
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115 his own tears, he answered her. "My name is Pasha. I went to elementary school
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116 in the Pacific Northwest. Grew up alone in a coastal town. After landing a job
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117 with the Force, I met a wonderful girl on a trip to New York. I fell in love
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118 with her, and want her to marry me. Isnt that real?"
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119
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120 "I wish." She just frowned while staring into the forest scene. Arguing was
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121 not her strong point, and neither was accepting the other point of view.
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122
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123 "I love you." He had said it a thousand times in the last two years. Each time
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124 in a different situation, although none was as grave as this. Imagining the
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125 death penalty applied to your only love does that to most conversations, I
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126 guess.
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127
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128 "I am due on the dock in twenty minutes. In thirty minutes, I and this tube
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129 are going to be on our way to an agent in the Sea of Japan. He poses as a
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130 fisherman and ferries agents to and from Tokyo. A real hot spot, Tokyo. From
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131 there, I go to Nichibitsu and deliver this tube to the twentieth floor. I get
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132 eighty thousand to retire with for a few weeks. Then what?"
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133
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134 Pasha looked out the window to avoid the challenge of looking to her while she
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135 confessed. He nervously wondered if he ought to reach into his pocket for his
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136 cuffs. He nervously wondered about what else she was going to say.
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137
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138 "Another trip. Another apartment in the," She smiled as she thought of the
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139 most elaborate phrase. "Bleak part of town. Another new secretary, quick
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140 romance, and another mechanism gets sold to a wealthy Japanese manufacturer.
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141 Its all very ordinary with me. I dont want to give it up, and I dont want to
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142 take you with me."
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143
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144 "I dont want to go, to Tokyo." His mind followed her on the ship there, into
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145 the air conditioned offices of the Nichibitsu office tower. He could see her
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146 white tank top and her cigarette and her defiant attitude. Then he returned to
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147 his apartment on the West Coast of the States. "Let the damned Nichibitsu
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148 corporation down. Spend your time with one person who loves you and wants you
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149 to stay. Stay here, in this apartment," He added with deliberate emphasis and
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150 care, "with me."
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151
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152 She stood up and put her arms on his shoulders. Fondling the hair that fell in
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153 front of his eyes, she told him he had absolutely wonderful eyes. She walked
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154 out the front door. She drove her Porsche down to the dock. She was arrested
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155 as soon as she stepped onto the wharf, and he got a robust promotion in return
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156 for dropping a quarter on his only lover.
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157
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158 R A D I O F R E E E U R O P E
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159
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007=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 17:33 Msg:186 Call:914 Lines:1
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160 Say something!
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008=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 19:34 Msg:187 Call:916 Lines:4
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161 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
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162 Emu - I like it, this could be good. Promise that you will
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163 keep us informed.
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164 [][][][][][][][] Friar [][][][][][][]
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009=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 21:06 Msg:188 Call:918 Lines:1
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165 Testing...Testing. -qs
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010=Usr:0 Null User 06/11/87 22:08 Msg:189 Call:920 Lines:10
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166 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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167 HEY EMU!
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168 THAT WAS AN INTERESTING VIEW OF THE FAMOUS INTEL ORIENTATION!
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169 WHEN I WENT THROUGH THAT MANY MOONS AGO I ALMOST FELL ASLEEP ABOUT
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170 SEVERAL THOUSAND TIMES! WE VETRANS OF INTEL OFTEN REFER TO OUR FUN
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171 LOVING COMANY AS "THE INTEL CIRCUS" CAUSE THATS BASICALLY WHAT IT IS!
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172 OR A ZOO MAYBE? WELL ANYWAY IF YOU EVER WISH TO TELL ME WHO YOU ARE
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173 OR WHERE YOUR GONNA WORK I'LL GIVE YOU SOME WORDS OF WISDOM ABOUT
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174 MR. CLEAN AND THE SORT.
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175 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<DOUG OF 84>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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011=Usr:0 Null User 06/12/87 03:17 Msg:190 Call:931 Lines:26
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176 *****************************************************************
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177 A slow curdling of space and time began to take place. If
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178 anyone had been present they would have seen a glowing form in
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179 the shape of a square. After an indeterminant time lettering
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180 began to form within the square.
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181
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182 BWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMS
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183 BWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMS
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184 BWMS BWMS
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185 BWMS On Saturday, the 13th day of June BWMS
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186 BWMS in the year of our lord BWMS
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187 BWMS One thousand nine hundred and eighty seven BWMS
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188 BWMS there will be held a wake to observe the BWMS
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189 BWMS passing of BWMS. The wake shall be held at BWMS
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190 BWMS the establishment of Sam's Hof Brau located BWMS
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191 BWMS at 1850 SW 6th in the city of Portland, OR. BWMS
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192 BWMS Participants are invited to attend at 6:00pm BWMS
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193 BWMS BWMS
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194 BWMS Family, friends, and all other interested BWMS
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195 BWMS individuals are invited to attend this BWMS
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196 BWMS most momentous event of the bbs community. BWMS
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197 BWMS BWMS
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198 BWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMS
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199 BWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMSBWMS
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200
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201 ****************************************************************
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012=Usr:0 Null User 06/12/87 04:52 Msg:191 Call:934 Lines:1
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202 That's not what to say!
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013=Usr:0 Null User 06/12/87 05:07 Msg:192 Call:935 Lines:1
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203 EMU LOTUS IS THE BEST -GODFAT
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014=Usr:0 Null User 06/12/87 17:09 Msg:193 Call:944 Lines:1
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204@TAFDOG$- TEB EHT SI SUTOL UME 203
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015=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 04:19 Msg:194 Call:963 Lines:5
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205 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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206 There appears to be something wrong with the FA command. Instead of listing the
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207 lines I want found, it lists lines that have just carriage returns and
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208 various other random lines as well. Just something I thought you should know.
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209 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~12~87~~22~54~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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016=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 04:48 Msg:195 Call:964 Lines:2
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210 Oh good grief! Now you're defaulting to NU Y? You're regressing!
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211
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017=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 06:58 Msg:196 Call:970 Lines:2
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212@FA does indeed do that. Well, Mikey? *I* didn't write that. :-)
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213 %%%%%%%%%%%% Wake: 16 hours 31 minutes to go. %%%% 870613012900 %%%%%%%%%%%%%
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018=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 16:11 Msg:197 Call:972 Lines:8
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214 SAME PROBLEM WITH THE FA COMMAND HERE, TOO, EXCEPT
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215 FA ]]]]]]]
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216 FOUND CARRIAGE RETURNS & VOYUER'S HEADER LINE INSTEAD OF WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR
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217 .HMM. DEFAULT TO NU Y. WHEN I LOG ON, IT'S DEFAULT TO NU N. LET ME GUESS MIKE:
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218 NU STAYS TO WHAT THE LAST USER SET IT TO, CORRECT? IF I DO NU Y & SOMEONE ELSE
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219 LOGS ON, THEY GET NU Y. IF THEY DECIDE TO TURN IT OFF, THE NEXT PERSON WHO LOGS
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220 ON WILL SEE NU N, CORRECT?
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221 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]JIM MICHAELS]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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019=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 21:08 Msg:198 Call:977 Lines:10
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222 *******************************************************************************
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223
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224
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225 NO FAIR HAVIN' A GOOD TIME!
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226
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227
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228
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229
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230 *******************************************************************************
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231
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020=Usr:0 Null User 06/13/87 22:22 Msg:199 Call:983 Lines:51
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232 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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233 I was sitting in front of this cafe, which was about the only thing there
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234 to do, when these two guys in black Triumphs came hauling around the dust.
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235 One yells, Did I know where he could get a travelers check cashed in this
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236 town. I'd been there three days, so I told him where the bank was. He told
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237 me, get in, and I showed him and his friend where to go. We got to talking
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238 he was in law school up in Connecticut. I told him about going to Columbia.
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239 He got his check cashed and asked if I wanted to come along with them-
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240 which was better than two bucks a night I didn't have, so I said, Yeah.
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241 A whole bunch of kids were staying out on this island just off the coast.
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242 One of the kids' fathers was head of a land development company
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243 down there. The company had moved the fishermen who lived on the island
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244 someplace else, built a whole bunch of hundred-and-fifty-thousand, two-
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245 hundred-thousand dollar homes, lawns in the front, swimming pool on one
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246 side, garage on the other, and boat house in the back onn the canal so
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247 you could get your boat out to sea. They were all for the executives
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248 of Dow Chemical, who just about owned the city. So prospective buyers
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249 could check them out first, the houses were furnished, the freezers
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250 were filled with steaks, the closets stocked with liquor, towels in the
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251 bathrooms and all the beds kept made. The executives could bring their
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252 families in for a weekend to try out the house before they bought it.
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253 On Monday, a truck would come by with maids, carpenters, plumbers. and
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254 supplies to replace anything that had been used up, to clean out the
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255 mess, and fix anything broken. There wasn't anybody on the island, so
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256 the doors had all been left open. The kid's father had told him since
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257 he was in the area, why didn't he stay there. So the kid, with about
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258 n't he stay there. So the kid, with about
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259 twenty of his friends-they went from about seventeen to twenty-five-
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260 had moved in. They'd start on one house, drink up all the liquor, eat
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261 up the food, destroy the furniture, break the windows, tear up every-
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262 thing they could, then move on to another one. On Monday the maids,
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263 carpenters, and plumbers would fix the damages. I stayed with them
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264 for two weeks. I'd pick out a room, lock the door, annd read most of
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265 the time, while all the noise went on outside. Every once in a while,
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266 you know, I'd come out to get something to eat-wade through the beer
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267 cans in the kitchen, scrape the grease out oof some pan and fry a
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268 piece of steak. Then I'd go down to the swimming pool maybe if it
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269 wasn't too bad and, if there wasn't too much furniture floating in
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270 it, or bottles, or broken glass around, I'd swim a while. Pretty soon,
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271 when it would get too crowded, I'd go back to my room. There'd be
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272 people in my bed, or somebody would've gotten sick all over the bureau,
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273 So I'd take my book annd go lock myself in another room. A couple of
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274 days after I got there, the two guys who'd brought me suddenly decided
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275 to fly back somewhere else. They gave me the keys to the Triumphs and
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276 said I could have them. I don't even know how to drive. One of them
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277 had got the front smashed in by now, but the other one was still good.
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278 The plice came twice. The first time the kids told them to get lost
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279 and said they were supposed to be there, and the police went away.
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280 The second time, I thought it was better I split. When the crap came
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281 down, I wouldn't have any rich Texas relatives to run home to.
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282 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Whillim Dhalgren @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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021=Usr:0 Null User 06/14/87 12:58 Msg:200 Call:1001 Lines:10
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283 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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284 To the powers-that-be: Possible-Bug-Report #31
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285 When the <tab> character (ctl-I) is sent, I see up-arrow, then the
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286 space left by the tab. Before today, I've not seen the up-arrow character
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287 with a tab when in cc y.
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288 Own Preference Dept:
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289 I would rather see each session automatically start in cc y and
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290 nu n, no matter what the last person had used.
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291 Any comments on the up-load speed?
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292 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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022=Usr:0 Null User 06/14/87 18:58 Msg:201 Call:1006 Lines:1
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293 Things are really looking odd here. Full report later.
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023=Usr:0 Null User 06/14/87 19:23 Msg:202 Call:1008 Lines:10
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294 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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295 Emu: It looks like Mikey is fiddling with the low-level CC handling. There
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296 is other evidence of the same problem. As for defaults, there are plans in
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297 the works.
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298 The Enter command now works perfectly if you just wait for a character to
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299 echo before sending the next one. BW does not echo the carriage return until
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300 it is ready for another line. I, myself, just use ZCOMM (subset of YAM) in
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301 "tw" mode, i.e. "f -tw filename". This sends at 8 char/sec and waits .7 sec
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302 at end-of-lines.
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303 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Grann %%%%%%%% June 14, 1987 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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024=Usr:0 Null User 06/14/87 22:35 Msg:203 Call:1012 Lines:15
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304 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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305 The University of Portland Really SUCKS! I majored in electrical engineering
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306 there for 2 and 1/2 years and got a really bad education...I finally switched
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307 to the University or Oregon and went into Computer Science, what a difference!
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308 It costs less, it has better profs, and it considered to be the hardest
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309 computer science program in the North West...AND IT KICKS UofP's ASS!!!!!!!!
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310 So if you just graduated from high school and some one is telling you about
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311 U.P.'s reputation <snicker> your being had! BIG TIME! They'll lie to you...
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312 They lied to me! OOOO-WEE! I'm back frm the U.ofO. what a difference!
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313 Any how--live and learn!
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314 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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315
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316 POOPDLE (E. Walker) If your out there, wewe got very pissed at you!!!!!!!!!
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317 So welcome back to Portland...And you better be checking over your shoulder
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318
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025=Usr:0 Null User 06/14/87 23:53 Msg:204 Call:1017 Lines:1
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319 testing
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026=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 01:23 Msg:205 Call:1019 Lines:1
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320 Just checking...
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027=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 10:51 Msg:206 Call:1027 Lines:8
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321 Mike,
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322 Do you know where I can get an unprotected copy of PREP in order to fix some
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323 bugs and improve some reports? perhaps you have Jim Farriers number?
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324
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325 Give me a call at 299-xxxx please.
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326
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327 Scott Edwards
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328 HYPERtech, Inc.
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028=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 11:53 Msg:207 Call:1029 Lines:21
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329 SALE***SALE***SALE***********************
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330 A TON OF CPM, COMMODOR, PET, APPLE, TRS80, AND MSDOS, PLUS OTHERS
|
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331 INCLUDING SUCH STUFF AS HARDWARE, SOFTWARE, REFERENCE MANUALS TERMINALS...
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332 HERE'S A SHORT LISTING OF THE GOODIES:
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333 80287's
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334 5 1/4" DRIVES
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335 8" DRIVES & FLOPPIES
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336 LOTS OF S-100 BOARDS
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337 CPM SOFTWARE & HARDWARE
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338 PET COMPUTERS
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339 COMMODORE BOOKS & PROGRAMS
|
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340 EPSON & OKIDATA PRINTERS
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341 64K RAM's
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342 MSDOS
|
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343
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344 WHERE HAVING A BIG GARAGE SALE THIS WEEK END ON THE 20th & 21st
|
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345
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346 PORTLAND, Or. 97266
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347 777-xxxx
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348 DON'T MISS OUT ON THESE HARD TO FIND ITEMS!!!
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349
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029=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 20:38 Msg:208 Call:1043 Lines:11
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350 ************************************************************************
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351
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352
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353 MIKE!
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354
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355 Still crazy after all these years.........
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356
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357 -Cleve
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358
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359 *************************************************************************
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360
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030=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 20:48 Msg:209 Call:1045 Lines:5
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361 Wow, talk about coincidence! Now I have to figure out how to get ahold
|
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362 of you. The old number I have for you doesn't work. I have something of
|
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363 yours that I would like to return to you.
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364 Mike
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365 **************************************************************************
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031=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 21:05 Msg:210 Call:1046 Lines:3
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366 Okay, okay, okay. No matter what I say, people will still be posting those
|
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367 dreaded advertisements. All I can say is: Please *proofread* your copy!!!
|
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368 Mistakes such as "Where" instead of "We're" make me physically ill.
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032=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 22:30 Msg:211 Call:1048 Lines:1
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369 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~15~87~~21~21~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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033=Usr:0 Null User 06/15/87 22:57 Msg:212 Call:1051 Lines:2
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370@
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***********************************************
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371@
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* TeBtBcket(Potlnd,OR Bllti Bar Lit (hor) *
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* 8-AY87Edtin
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034=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 01:05 Msg:225 Call:1116 Lines:16
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372 I sense the sense in sensing me,
|
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373 intensive, pensive, scents have me,
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374 incensing me and tensing me,
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375 I sense the sensor sensing me.
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376
|
||
377 Who scents the sense that's scenting me?
|
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378 Incensive, tensive, scents of me,
|
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379 and when my sensor censors me,
|
||
380 just how intense is the sense of me?
|
||
381
|
||
382 So since the scents I sense of me
|
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383 I sense have sent no scent of me
|
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384 intense in sense--then pensively,
|
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385 I cannot make no scents of me!
|
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386
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387
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035=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 02:02 Msg:226 Call:1118 Lines:12
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388@****************************************************************************
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389@ He stood over L'homme's prone form, chainsaw in a whit knuckle grip,
|
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390@sweat running in rivulets down his naked body. He grasped a small back knob
|
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391@at the back of the saw, and paused for a moment, offering up a prayer to
|
||
392@whatever insane gods inhabited his tormented mind. Then he pulled the cord.
|
||
393@ he engne roared to life, its awful stuttering roar hammering deafeningly
|
||
394@off the concrete walls of the basement. He wund the engine up to an
|
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395@****************************************************************************
|
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396@
|
||
397@
|
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398@ I'd like to find this guy and pull the cord on *him* -The Lemming
|
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399@
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036=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 10:24 Msg:227 Call:1130 Lines:7
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400 DEAR 6~15:
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401 DON'T SHOOT THE WRITTER,
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402 WHERE AVOIDING MISTEAKS
|
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403@ YOU YOU DO.
|
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404@ 2l~2l~
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405 WEREVER IT lS.
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406 {{{{{{{{{l}}}}}}}}}}
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037=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 15:07 Msg:228 Call:1133 Lines:1
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407 General Purpose Marker Number 1.
|
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038=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 20:17 Msg:229 Call:1139 Lines:1
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408 General Purpose Marker Number 2.
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039=Usr:0 Null User 06/17/87 22:13 Msg:230 Call:1144 Lines:5
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409 This story was taken from BYTEmagazine, January of 1979, page 174-175
|
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410 ---------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
411
|
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412 GOTOlocks and the Tree Sorts
|
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413
|
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040=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 00:46 Msg:231 Call:1152 Lines:3
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414@****************************************************************************
|
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415@ He stood over L'homme's prone form, chainsaw in a white knuckle grip,
|
||
416@swea running in rivulets down his naked body. He grasped a small black knob
|
||
041=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 10:39 Msg:232 Call:1156 Lines:3
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||
417 No, go ahead and shoot the writer. (I use the term writer with toungue in
|
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418
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419 cheek.)
|
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042=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 11:22 Msg:233 Call:1158 Lines:1
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420 Hmmm... would the past tense of writer be 'wroter'?
|
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043=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 11:53 Msg:234 Call:1160 Lines:1
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421 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~18~87~~09~24~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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044=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 15:45 Msg:235 Call:1161 Lines:10
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422 *()*#$(^*()*()#@*&%@#)*%)_%*#)!_)$*@)(_!$)*@_%&_$^*#_$^~)%^_)#$^*(_)^)^*_!^#$_^
|
||
423 Hey ad man, since when were 80287's, MSDOS, 64k RAM chips, Epson printers,
|
||
424 and 5.25" floppy disks hard to find? When you start selling OS/2 development
|
||
425 kits, IBM Model 80's, Gould PN9000's, and Commodore 64's with hard disks,
|
||
426 give us a call and we might visit you.
|
||
427 Emu: Your story is very enjoyable. Just watch out for wormholes, Amdahls'
|
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428 Law, mis-firing 82586's, and last but not least, lkill(-1,-1).
|
||
429@enter
|
||
430 Above: How about the phantom tense of writer spelled 'writter' ?
|
||
431 *%_#*%_@#%*_@*%_)%*_#@&^_)@#&^) L'homme sans Parity *%)#@*)_%*@_#%_@%*@_#*%@#_%
|
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045=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 20:14 Msg:236 Call:1164 Lines:15
|
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432@Mg 39666 is 04 line(s) on 06/07/87 from JIM MICHAELS
|
||
433@Msg 39666 is 04 line(s) on 06/07/87 from JIM MICHES
|
||
434@to LISA GRONKE re: WRONG NUMBER
|
||
435@
|
||
436@THE BBS WITH THE PHONE NUMBER OF 771-xxxx I INCORRECT. I BELIEVE IT
|
||
437@Msg 39666 is 04 line(s) on 06/07/87 from JIM MICHAELS
|
||
438@to LISA GRONKE re: WRONG NUMBER
|
||
439@
|
||
440@THE BBS WITH THE PHONE NUMBER OF 771xxxx IS INCORRECT. I BELIEVE IT
|
||
441@WAS A POLITICAL BBS
|
||
442@THE LORDS BBS NOW HAS 1200 BAUD.
|
||
443@PLEASE MAKE THESE UPDATES.
|
||
444@
|
||
445@Msg 39668 is 02 line(s) on 06/07/87 frm LEONARD ERICKSON
|
||
446@to ALL re: CONROY LAPOINTE MODEM
|
||
046=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 20:53 Msg:237 Call:1167 Lines:3
|
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447 UP/UofO: CP - NO?
|
||
448
|
||
449 ==================
|
||
047=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 20:57 Msg:238 Call:1168 Lines:2
|
||
450 Ahh, but if you were a lousy writer then you would be a 'roter'.
|
||
451 ________________________________________________________________
|
||
048=Usr:0 Null User 06/18/87 22:18 Msg:239 Call:1171 Lines:7
|
||
452 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
|
||
453 L'homme: In my studies with the Cube, I've found that one must also
|
||
454 be wary of the simple lwaitall(-1, -1). It seems to get rather
|
||
455 impatient with some long running tests, and jumps the gun. I
|
||
456 won't need to worry about those nasty worms for a few weeks yet,
|
||
457 luckily...
|
||
458 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
|
||
049=Usr:0 Null User 06/19/87 11:38 Msg:240 Call:1186 Lines:3
|
||
459 HEY GUYS:
|
||
460 YOU LOOK LlKE A BUNCH OF PlRANHA .. HA.HA.HA!
|
||
461 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- :>(
|
||
050=Usr:0 Null User 06/19/87 14:07 Msg:241 Call:1187 Lines:7
|
||
462 UNIVERSITY OF OREGOON SUCKS AND SWARMS WITH CRAWLING WORMS- FROM STUDES TO
|
||
463 PROFS TO ADMINISTRATORS WHOSE FAVORITE DAY IS ANY PRECEEDED BY PAY OR HOLI
|
||
464 THE PAPER TODAY MENTION ABOUT THE ANCIENT MEDICAL PRACTICE OF EMPLOYING
|
||
465 LEECHES TO CURE DISEASES. GOOD .. WE DON'T HAVE TO IMPORT THEM. WE GOT A
|
||
466 GOOD SUPPLY FROM YOU KNOW WHERE.
|
||
467 " ""
|
||
468
|
||
051=Usr:0 Null User 06/20/87 01:38 Msg:242 Call:1217 Lines:1
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||
469 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Grannlurk %%% June 19, 1987 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
|
||
052=Usr:0 Null User 06/20/87 12:26 Msg:243 Call:1220 Lines:22
|
||
470 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
|
||
471 While I do not care what school anyone goes to, as the education one gets
|
||
472 is entirely dependant on the person receiving said education, one might be
|
||
473 able to determine the best school to attend based on a strict cost benefit
|
||
474 analysis.
|
||
475 Determine first that which is important to you. You must then assign units
|
||
476 of this measure to every facet of the experience. Eg., if money is your
|
||
477 measure, then assign $ values to the cost of the education itself, the cost
|
||
478 of living (to you) in each environment, the benefits of the social life,
|
||
479 the average income of graduates (I have seen statistics that show the median
|
||
480 income of graduates fall in this rank OSU, UO, PSU, OCE; but the differences
|
||
481 were only barely statistically significant).
|
||
482 You should also consider as many alternatives as possible. If you can't think
|
||
483 of 10 rational solutions to any problem, then you are not thinking, just
|
||
484 rotely regurgitating.
|
||
485 Apply these criteria, if money is your object, being sure to get as many of
|
||
486 the different costs and benefits tallied as you can. If sex availability
|
||
487 is your criteria, then value things differently. If it is pure research
|
||
488 capabilities, again it's going to be different, with many values approaching
|
||
489 zero.
|
||
490 It can produce interesting results.
|
||
491 [][][][][][][][][][][] Friar [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
|
||
053=Usr:0 Null User 06/20/87 12:56 Msg:244 Call:1221 Lines:5
|
||
492 Ah...these scholastic science types. They think everything can be reduced to
|
||
493 a formula. The world just don't work that way, but that's something they'll
|
||
494 never learn in school.
|
||
495
|
||
496 ===============================================================================
|
||
054=Usr:0 Null User 06/20/87 23:17 Msg:245 Call:1230 Lines:1
|
||
497 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~20~87~~19~17~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
|
||
055=Usr:0 Null User 06/21/87 14:54 Msg:246 Call:1247 Lines:18
|
||
498 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
|
||
499 Hey Everybody!
|
||
500
|
||
501 There is a hot new BBS in town! It's Houdini's Place! I'm Bartender SLUG
|
||
502 at Houdini's Place, and for a limited time only all new members will recieve
|
||
503 a free drink on the house! But wait, there's more! We also have Happy Hour
|
||
504 everyday from 6pm. to 8pm. when all drinks are half price! And also, there is
|
||
505 a drink special everday that's half price! I also take requests. If I can't
|
||
506 make the drink you order, you tell me how to make it and you get it free!
|
||
507 Thats Houdini's Place 639-xxxx! CALL NOW!
|
||
508
|
||
509 SLUG
|
||
510
|
||
511 OO
|
||
512 \____/
|
||
513 U
|
||
514 Your Happy Bartender!
|
||
515 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
|
||
056=Usr:0 Null User 06/21/87 15:46 Msg:247 Call:1252 Lines:1
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||
516 lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk lurk
|
||
057=Usr:0 Null User 06/22/87 13:13 Msg:251 Call:1275 Lines:1
|
||
517 General Purpose Marker Number 3.
|
||
058=Usr:0 Null User 06/22/87 19:16 Msg:252 Call:1280 Lines:3
|
||
518 General Purpose Marker Number 4.
|
||
519
|
||
520 General Purpose Marker Number 5
|
||
059=Usr:0 Null User 06/22/87 19:41 Msg:253 Call:1283 Lines:16
|
||
521 This story was taken from BYTE magazine, Jauary of 1979, page 174-175
|
||
522@---------------------------------------------------------------------
|
||
523@
|
||
524@ GOTOlocks and the Three Sorts
|
||
525@
|
||
526 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
|
||
527 mike: thanx for making the command: prompt to accept a plain cr.
|
||
528 question: why can't i simply dump text here (with delays after every char and
|
||
529 after every CR)?bwms can't be THAT slow, can it? backwater only takes the first
|
||
530 3 lines & chops off the rest. i don't understand it. after xferring the text,
|
||
531 for some reason i see the command: prompt.
|
||
532 hmm.
|
||
533 jim michaels
|
||
534 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
|
||
535 please answer this time.
|
||
536 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
|
||
060=Usr:0 Null User 06/22/87 20:14 Msg:254 Call:1286 Lines:4
|
||
537
|
||
538
|
||
539 Jim, maybe you have too many blank lines? Due to abuse, BWMS no longer accepts
|
||
540 some things...
|
||
061=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 02:16 Msg:255 Call:1296 Lines:11
|
||
541 && && &&
|
||
542 Well, well, well. BWMS at 1200 BPS. What will they think of next? I may
|
||
543 actually have to return to the Inn. Hmm, when last we saw the Poet, he was
|
||
544 stranded in a strange reality by the sudden failure (due to its absorbing a
|
||
545 rather large kinetic overload) of his Reality Distorter. Now, reduced to his
|
||
546 bare hands, his wits, and his customary robe and immense number of concealed
|
||
547 weapons, he must overcome incredible odds in search of the rowan tree and an
|
||
548 ale or twelve...
|
||
549
|
||
550 BTW, I seem to be getting a lot of "Control-I" characters. Any idea why?
|
||
551 && The Mad Actor &&
|
||
062=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 13:44 Msg:256 Call:1311 Lines:1
|
||
552 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~23~87~~13~04~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
|
||
063=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 13:52 Msg:257 Call:1312 Lines:7
|
||
553@\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\//////////////////////////////////////
|
||
554@//
|
||
555@ My boss posted this at work and he said that he was not kidding. How would
|
||
556@you take this if you found this type of system where you work??
|
||
557@ Freddy Foneboner...
|
||
558@+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-
|
||
559@+-
|
||
064=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 13:56 Msg:258 Call:1313 Lines:156
|
||
560@*****************************************************************************
|
||
561@ He stood over L'homme's prone form, chainsaw in a white knuckle grip,
|
||
562@sweat running in rivulets down his naked body. He grasped a small black knob
|
||
563@at the back of the saw, and paused for a moment, offering up a prayer to
|
||
564@whatever insane gods inhabited his tormented mind. Then he pulled the cord.
|
||
565@ The engine roared to life, its awful stuttering roar hammering deafeningly
|
||
566@off the concrete walls of the basement. He wound the engine up to an
|
||
567@earsplitting screech as he lowered the bar down onto the exposed flesh of
|
||
568@L'homme's leg.
|
||
569@ Whirling steel tore through the skin like a knife through paper. Blood and
|
||
570@tissue exploded from the wound, spraying everything in sight with crimson. He
|
||
571@forced the chainsaw farther down and the engine changed pitch as it began to
|
||
572@saw through bone. The corpse twitched as not quite dead nerves protested this
|
||
573@gross violation. Finally the saw was grinding into the wood of the table He
|
||
574@raised it up again. In a matter of moments, he had amputated the other limbs
|
||
575@and the head. He then shut the chainsaw off, setting it aside. Blood poured
|
||
576@from the raw stumps, pooling on the floor below.
|
||
577@ He reached for a large hammer nearby.
|
||
578@ Taking a giant swing, he slammed the claw part of the hammer into
|
||
579@L'homme's abdomen with a wet "thunk". The body jumped again, as if still
|
||
580@alive. He thought the mouth might open, emitting an agonized scream, but no,
|
||
581@that was too much to hope for. He yanked the hammer downwards, and the flesh
|
||
582@and muscle tore in a great gaping wound, sounding for all the world like
|
||
583@burlap.
|
||
584@ He took the hammer and quite expertly dismanteled the ribcage. Then he set
|
||
585@it aside in favor of a large, razor sharp butcher knife. In moments he had
|
||
586@the heart and lungs in a large plastic bucket. The intestines he wound up on
|
||
587@his shoulder like a garden hose and then he hung them on a hook that had
|
||
588@originally been placed there for a hose. He carefully lifted the liver out
|
||
589@and was about to place it in another bucket and his head jerked up suddenly
|
||
590@at a noise from above.
|
||
591@ Somebody was at the door.
|
||
592@ He dropped the liver back where it was and ran into the next room where
|
||
593@there was a shower. With quiet, practiced speed he washed the gore off his
|
||
594@body. Throwing on a robe, he ran up the stairs, careful to avoid tracking
|
||
595@blood up into the kitchen. He closed the basement door and snapped the large
|
||
596@silver combination padlock shut in the hasp. Then he went to the front door.
|
||
597@ It was Mikey, of course. With all the fun he had been having, he had
|
||
598@forgotten telling Mikey to come by. He apologized for making Mikey wait,
|
||
599@saying he had just been taking a bath. No, L'homme hadn't arrived yet, why
|
||
600@not have a seat while we wait for him?
|
||
601@ While Mikey sat, he went into the kitchen, supposedly to make tea. Another
|
||
602@large butcher knife hung on a rack on the wall. He took it down and caressed
|
||
603@its gleaming length. Yes, perfect. Planted right between the vertabrae, Mikey
|
||
604@would be dead before he even knew what hit him. Concealing the knife in his
|
||
605@robe, he brought the tea out into the front room.
|
||
606@ It was really quite good tea, and Mikey sipped it contentedly, unaware of
|
||
607@the dark figure that was sneaking up from behind the easy chair, eight inches
|
||
608@of deadly steel in its hand.
|
||
609@ A random twitch of nerves sent the hot tea spilling into Mikey's lap. Ow!
|
||
610@Damn! He bent over double from the pain and heard something rip behind him as
|
||
611@the chair shook. Looking up in surprise, he saw his erstwhile host struggling
|
||
612@to extract a large butcher knife from the back of the chair, where his head
|
||
613@had been a split second before.
|
||
614@ Damn! It wasn't supposed to go like this! Mikey had gotten up
|
||
615@and began backing away, surprise and wild fear in his eyes. The knife was
|
||
616@apparently hooked on a spring in the chair, and he couldn't get it loose. He
|
||
617@gave a mighty yank and heard a muffled 'sproiinng!' from the chair as the
|
||
618@knife pulled free. Hefting the knife, he advanced on his intended victim.
|
||
619@ Heart pounding, Mikey ducked into the kitchen. But there was only one door
|
||
620@there, and it had a lock on it. Panic boosting his strength tenfold, he
|
||
621@slammed his shoulder into the door. The flimsy hasp ripped loose and Mikey
|
||
622@all but fell down the stairs. He sat up on the cold wet concrete, shaking his
|
||
623@head to clear it. Then he saw the dismanteled body on the worktable. He
|
||
624@backed away from the grisley sight, against the wall. The wall was slimey,
|
||
625@and when he turned around he saw it was painted red with gore. His stomach
|
||
626@gave a great roll and heave as he backed away from the wall. His foot kicked
|
||
627@something heavy. He looked down. It was a bucket. Something in his mind
|
||
628@slipped, for just a second, and he muttered 'Oh. Hi, L'homme. I thought
|
||
629@you weren't here.' Then he returned to reality and screamed.
|
||
630@ In his haste to get away, he kicked the bucket over. L'homme's head rolled
|
||
631@across the floor and came to a rest against the far wall, grinning at Mikey
|
||
632@with dead, bloody lips. Black spots rolled in front of Mikey's eyes and he
|
||
633@knew he was going to faint.
|
||
634@ Then he saw the dark, robed figure at the base of the steps, and the glint
|
||
635@of the blade in his hand.
|
||
636@ Panic forced Mikey to move as the figure approached. Suddenly he was
|
||
637@within arm's length and the blade was raised to strike. Seeing a chance,
|
||
638@Mikey ducked under the man's arm, the blade just missing. He stood up and had
|
||
639@to duck again as the killer swung behind him while he turned. Mikey put the
|
||
640@worktable with the remains of L'homme's body between them. The stairs! If he
|
||
641@made it back upstairs, he could be out the front door and safe in no time.
|
||
642@ Just as Mikey made his move his opponent scrambled over the table with a
|
||
643@war cry. Surprised, Mikey couldn't dodge fast enough and he felt a bright,
|
||
644@sharp pain across his chest. He fell backwards and slammed into the wall hard
|
||
645@enough to make him see stars. He slid to the floor as slimy, heavy, cold
|
||
646@coils fell on him, draped around his neck. Gray and shiny, flecked with
|
||
647@bloodf, it took him a second to figure out what they really were. Then he
|
||
648@fought with his rising gorge as he struggled to get the damn things off of
|
||
649@him.
|
||
650@ His opponent was laughing. From the foot of the stairs.
|
||
651@ Mikey gathered the ropy coils and threw them at him. Then he ran back to
|
||
652@the table. The man shrugged off the mess and advanced on him slowly, knife
|
||
653@raised.
|
||
654@ Mikey's shirt was drenched in blood, but he figured the wound was probably
|
||
655@superficial, since he was still alive. Still, the blood loss was affecting
|
||
656@him, and he suddenly felt very tired. He knew right then that he was never
|
||
657@going to get out of here alive. He would be butchered just like L'homme and
|
||
658@God only knew how many others. And nobody would ever know.
|
||
659@ He was very close now. Mikey could hear his heavy, excited breathing. He
|
||
660@towered over Mikey darkly, gleaming death poised to strike in his hand.
|
||
661@Already Mikey imagined the cold steel plunging deep into his flesh, and the
|
||
662@pain, the awful pain...
|
||
663@ But he was just standing there, savoring the moment.
|
||
664@A shape caught Mikey's eye, off to one side. He had to stare at it for a
|
||
665@long moment, making himself believe he was seeing what he was seeing.
|
||
666@ A chainsaw.
|
||
667@ A quick prayer on his lips, he rolled to one side just as the man struck.
|
||
668@He felt another bright flash of pain in his left shoulder but it didn't
|
||
669@matter now. He couldn't let anything stop him.
|
||
670@ He grabbed the chainsaw's handle with his right hand, and with a burst of
|
||
671@almost superhuman strength, swung the heavy tool up and around. It slammed
|
||
672@into the man's midsection, knocking him backwards with a painful whoosh. He
|
||
673@quickly recovered, and advanced on Mikey, knife held before him.
|
||
674@ Mikey tried to move his left arm. Pain tore at his shoulder, making him
|
||
675@want to scream, but he could more. He grasped the small black knob and pulled
|
||
676@the cord.
|
||
677@ The engine purred, burped, and died.
|
||
678@ The man was giggling, and Mikey could feel insane laughter trying to
|
||
679@bubble up from somewhere within himself as well. This was just too much. He
|
||
680@yanked the cord again, and nothing.
|
||
681@ The man quit giggling and said the last words Mikey knew he would ever
|
||
682@hear:
|
||
683@ "Let's finish this."
|
||
684@ He dove in, knife before him. Mikey gave the cord one last, desperate
|
||
685@pull. He felt something tear and agony exploded in his shoulder as his arm
|
||
686@went limp. But the chainsaw roared to screaming life in his hand. The man
|
||
687@twisted, trying to avoid the deadly whirling teeth, and the tip of his knife
|
||
688@scored along the side of Mikey's face, cutting a bone deep gash just below
|
||
689@his right eye. Swinging his body around, using momentum as well as strength,
|
||
690@he swung the saw at him with everything he had. He felt the saw strike
|
||
691@something and was torn from his grasp. The motor choked and died and he fell
|
||
692@to the ground in deafening silence. And then he blacked out.
|
||
693@ It seemed a long time later when he opened his eyes. The dim single light
|
||
694@in the room blinded him, then his eyes adjusted and he could see again.
|
||
695@ The man was lying draped over L'homme's remains on the worktable, the
|
||
696@chainsaw protruding from his back. Shakily, Mikey got up and went over to
|
||
697@look. The saw had struck him from the left side and had chewed its way
|
||
698@through clear past the backbone before stopping. The man's face was twisted
|
||
699@in a rictus of agony and Mikey had to look away. But it was over.
|
||
700@ It took almost every bit of strength Mikey posessed to make it back up
|
||
701@those stairs. His chest and shoulder wounds were still bleeding heavily and
|
||
702@he could feel a large flap of skin hanging from the side of his face. He
|
||
703@needed help fast, before he bled to death. He grabbed the phone, knocking it
|
||
704@off the table. He fell after it, almost knocking himself out again. Fingers
|
||
705@rapidly going numb, he dialed emergency 911. Everything was going hazy. He
|
||
706@heard the phone ringing, as if from a great distance away as conciousness
|
||
707@slipped from him. Hold on, just long enough to give the address. Hold on...
|
||
708@ The phone clicked and a pleasant female voice said:
|
||
709@ "This is Portland Emergency. Please hold."
|
||
710@ Click.
|
||
711@*****************************************************************************
|
||
712@ The Backwater Chainsaw Massacre (Reprise).
|
||
713@ Original version by The Story Teller.
|
||
714@ New version by You Probably Know Who.
|
||
715@*****************************************************************************
|
||
065=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 15:10 Msg:259 Call:1315 Lines:2
|
||
716@There appears to be something very strange going on on line 764.
|
||
717@This is Very Strange.
|
||
066=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 17:10 Msg:260 Call:1319 Lines:1
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||
718@In a word: SICK!
|
||
067=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 17:35 Msg:261 Call:1320 Lines:4
|
||
719 ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
|
||
720 Hello to all in here, having fun?
|
||
721 Just stopped by to say hi to all. Bye.
|
||
722 ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
|
||
068=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 19:06 Msg:262 Call:1322 Lines:5
|
||
723
|
||
724 What is with line 764? Twice I have logged on, and found that line 764
|
||
725 (which we haven't even reached yet) will not only list but repeat itself
|
||
726 until I stop it. And if I enter a line, then 764 dissappears. I find this
|
||
727 Very Strange, and not SICK! at all.
|
||
069=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 19:36 Msg:263 Call:1326 Lines:4
|
||
728 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
729 It's Kearin in lurk mode. Kearin is sorry not to have been able to stay longer
|
||
730 at the wake. Another (prior) engagement was calling.
|
||
731 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
070=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 21:50 Msg:264 Call:1327 Lines:5
|
||
732 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
|
||
733 First entry on June 23, 1987 - thankyou...
|
||
734 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
|
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735
|
||
736
|
||
071=Usr:0 Null User 06/23/87 22:02 Msg:265 Call:1329 Lines:3
|
||
737 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
738 What happened to the story above???
|
||
739 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
072=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 09:04 Msg:266 Call:1340 Lines:6
|
||
740 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
|
||
741
|
||
742 Great Deal - 1980 Ford Mustang, excellent condition, must
|
||
743 sell, $2850 or best reasonable offer. Call
|
||
744 635-xxxx and ask for Tom.
|
||
745
|
||
073=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 13:58 Msg:267 Call:1346 Lines:7
|
||
746 ----------
|
||
747 Oh boy, twits are among us once more. Hey, Leonard! Why don't you guys
|
||
748 rewrite the software so it won't accept lines that consist of nothing but
|
||
749 spaces?! The need for such a revision is, I *HOPE*, obvious!
|
||
750
|
||
751 A Once and Future User
|
||
752 -----------
|
||
074=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 19:07 Msg:268 Call:1350 Lines:1
|
||
753
|
||
075=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 21:24 Msg:269 Call:1357 Lines:9
|
||
754 #@%*)%*)(*@_%*@)(*!$*@!%)@(%)!&_)#*^_))#*_)*~_%)@+%$_)^*#^*_)@#*%_)@%_(_%(@_%$#
|
||
755 Emu: It seems fn(-1,-1) where fn is just about any legal function is bad news
|
||
756 on the cube! :-) I enjoyed the tour. Thanks much for the opportunity. Go
|
||
757 get 'em!
|
||
758 Anon complaining about U of O: I have heard the same thing said about Yale. I
|
||
759 wonder if there is a connection?
|
||
760 An education gives back what is put in. The best school in the world can also
|
||
761 be the worst if misused.
|
||
762 *%_@*%@_*!%#_%&!_)^&!_))#!%!*%!_% L'homme sans Parity %*@#%*@_!(+%(!_%*!)%*!_%
|
||
076=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 21:37 Msg:270 Call:1359 Lines:3
|
||
763
|
||
764 WHO CARES?
|
||
765
|
||
077=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 21:43 Msg:271 Call:1361 Lines:1
|
||
766 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~24~87~~20~20~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
|
||
078=Usr:0 Null User 06/24/87 23:53 Msg:272 Call:1363 Lines:33
|
||
767 !^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!
|
||
768 Morwin had said Milchar may be dead, but Grann didn't believe it.
|
||
769 The gnome felt something... but he was unsure of the thing he sensed. It
|
||
770 was nebulous, not to be trusted- but insistent.
|
||
771 Silence had fallen between the two for some minutes. Morwin bent
|
||
772 over stones arranged in a small circle where a fire had once been, once more
|
||
773 intently examining them. Grann sat still and tried to trace the silent tug
|
||
774 upon him.
|
||
775 Abruptly, a faint shadow appeared over the nearby brook. Slowly it
|
||
776 solidified into a familiar form- that of the R.S. Razor's Edge, the source
|
||
777 of the tugging. Grann's heart leapt. Was Milchar aboard?
|
||
778 The gnome jumped up, racing toward the ship as bobbed gently in the
|
||
779 stream. Morwin's gaze followed him for a moment, and then he too made his
|
||
780 way toward the Razor.
|
||
781 Grann had already searched the ship as Morwin arrived on deck. No
|
||
782 one was on board. It was as if the Razor had somehow managed to drift back
|
||
783 to familiar shores, after some disaster at sea...
|
||
784 "This was his ship, wasn't it, Grann?" asked Morwin. "I can feel his
|
||
785 emanations here." Morwin closed his eyes as he said this.
|
||
786 "Yes." Morwin seemed so sure that he was dead.
|
||
787 Morwin looked about, seeking some clue. His eyes settled on the
|
||
788 horizon. "What is that?"
|
||
789 Grann followed his gaze. A multi-colored cloud on the horizon
|
||
790 approached at a terrific rate, obscuring everything beyond. The air was
|
||
791 charged with power. Milchar had mentioned this phenomena to his apprentice.
|
||
792 He had called them... what? He couldn't remember. What Grann did recall was
|
||
793 the fact that the storm twisted reality. It was usually caused by huge
|
||
794 amounts of magickal energy suddenly released. It was very dangerous... and
|
||
795 drawing nearer. Suddenly Grann remembered.
|
||
796 "Ether eddy. Prepare yourself, we're 'setting sail' toward Celene.
|
||
797 Milchar's tower is proof against that sort of disturbance... if we can make
|
||
798 it in time."
|
||
799 !^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^! Grann !^! 870624221930 !^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!
|
||
079=Usr:0 Null User 06/25/87 00:51 Msg:273 Call:1364 Lines:3
|
||
800 hmmm, the cc flag is "backwards" (cc y gives ^I, but cc n gives the tab)
|
||
801
|
||
802 ________________________________Leonard________________________________________
|
||
080=Usr:0 Null User 06/25/87 09:46 Msg:274 Call:1369 Lines:1
|
||
803
|
||
081=Usr:0 Null User 06/25/87 09:52 Msg:275 Call:1370 Lines:4
|
||
804 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
805 U.F.O. & YALE (?) - HARRRR .. HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAAARRRRRR!
|
||
806 YALE U - NO SIREEE ! YALE LOCK - MAYBE .........
|
||
807 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
|
||
082=Usr:0 Null User 06/25/87 14:58 Msg:276 Call:1376 Lines:13
|
||
808 *******************************************************************************
|
||
809
|
||
810 For all of you Parkrose Grads of '84 who have been wondering what has been
|
||
811 happening to your class. Well the latest is that John Blane Harleb and
|
||
812 Keith Welburn did the big crash and burn! They've been caught down in San
|
||
813 Jose trying to sell computer equipment taken in a kidnap-robbery in Portland.
|
||
814
|
||
815 Good Going Guys!
|
||
816 They are in for charges ranging kidnapping, robbery, assault with a dealy
|
||
817 weapon, and transporting stolen merchandise over state lines (oh no...fed time)
|
||
818
|
||
819 ?
|
||
820
|
||
083=Usr:0 Null User 06/25/87 23:12 Msg:277 Call:1395 Lines:1
|
||
821 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
|
||
084=Usr:0 Null User 06/26/87 03:00 Msg:278 Call:1403 Lines:1
|
||
822 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~26~87~~00~54~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~payday!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
|
||
085=Usr:0 Null User 06/26/87 14:26 Msg:279 Call:1425 Lines:3
|
||
823@Eat my corn-big bathroom skint head.
|
||
824@
|
||
825@
|
||
086=Usr:0 Null User 06/26/87 19:13 Msg:280 Call:1433 Lines:3
|
||
826@
|
||
827@
|
||
828@Eat my corn-big bathoom you skint head.
|
||
087=Usr:0 Null User 06/26/87 18:20 Msg:281 Call:1435 Lines:6
|
||
829
|
||
830 How do you spell wakegan?
|
||
831 do you care?
|
||
832 my nose
|
||
833 is a mother of my ear!!
|
||
834
|
||
088=Usr:0 Null User 06/27/87 22:26 Msg:282 Call:1462 Lines:12
|
||
835 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||
836 S.O.C.T.
|
||
837 S.O.C.T.
|
||
838 S.O.C.T.
|
||
839
|
||
840
|
||
841 The kidddies still are kiddies!
|
||
842
|
||
843
|
||
844 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||
845
|
||
846
|
||
089=Usr:0 Null User 06/28/87 03:25 Msg:283 Call:1469 Lines:29
|
||
847
|
||
848
|
||
849 *******************************************************************************
|
||
850 To any members of Wiley's Raiders: Don't call base 3R of Cal it was Feded to
|
||
851 death! CODE/34$f: %1 being is but yet to be %2 Uncle Dynamic has the Oregon
|
||
852 plan %3 Enuring rugged stress must be our first principle %4 GSC your employed
|
||
853 but can you do this %5 Champions walk // &#zDD r )+l
|
||
854 *******************************************************************************
|
||
855
|
||
856 I read about those guys who got into that computer ring thing. Sounds like
|
||
857 they were really stupid. Come on hitting the same places over and over...
|
||
858 they must real idiot high school drop outs!
|
||
859
|
||
860 Kay Schaum:-)
|
||
861 //////////////////////////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
862 Yawn! Sure is boring around here! What keeps happening to the messages on this
|
||
863 thing? They keep getting cut here and there. I mean I see someones statement
|
||
864 or a death threat or general abussive typings get cut right on out. SO WHAT if
|
||
865 you don't agree...allow some freedom! The first amendment protects anything
|
||
866 that is on this system.
|
||
867 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\/////////////////////////////////////////
|
||
868
|
||
869 The zipperman wasn't here! Ah ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
||
870
|
||
871 Anyone seen that new video from that fag of old WHAM fame. Kind of funny,
|
||
872 since he's is know to be a homosexual. Or may be he is bisexual? I guess
|
||
873 that would make sence.
|
||
874
|
||
875
|
||
090=Usr:0 Null User 06/28/87 14:40 Msg:284 Call:1478 Lines:44
|
||
876 && && &&
|
||
877 The Poet drifted in an endless mist; the chill seeped into his
|
||
878 bones Once the power had been thick, so thick he'd swum in it, but now
|
||
879 it seemed thin, somehow warped, and wouldn't support him. He couldn't
|
||
880 tell how long he'd been lost -- it seemed like forever. He'd forgotten
|
||
881 what he was supposed to look for, but he knew it what the most important
|
||
882 thing in all the worlds.
|
||
883 Worlds? Why the plural? Something he was supposed to know...
|
||
884 Words floated to the top as he drifted... work... money...
|
||
885 power... lines... force... shift... ale... power... reality...
|
||
886 ale... lost... ale...
|
||
887 His reverie was interrupted by a sudden feeling of otherness, as
|
||
888 though someone else had entered his mists. Puzzled, the Poet cast about
|
||
889 himself for the source of the sensation. It was vague, distant, but
|
||
890 unmistakeable. A woman's voice... what was it saying?
|
||
891 "Seek the Rowan..."
|
||
892 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
|
||
893 Waking suddenly, for a moment Pol couldn't tell where he was. He
|
||
894 blinked and took a deep breath, and felt a rough wetness on his cheek.
|
||
895 Lady Helen.
|
||
896 "Hello, Hel-cat. Hungry?" He reached up and stroked the neck of
|
||
897 the cat standing on his chest.
|
||
898 "Mrrip." Helen didn't waste words.
|
||
899 "Alright, alright, just give me a chance to pull on my pants..."
|
||
900 Pol rolled over and groped for his pants, left (as always) on the chair
|
||
901 beside the bed. Pants... something was wrong there... As he pulled
|
||
902 them on, his old well-worn jeans felt oddly confining.
|
||
903 "RrreuOww," said Helen, butting at his ankles.
|
||
904 "Hang on girl. The floor's cold, just let me get something on my
|
||
905 feet." His hand hovered over his running shoes for a moment, reached
|
||
906 back under the bed, and retrieved a pair of worn but sturdy sandals.
|
||
907 He'd strapped them on his feet and started for the kitchen before he
|
||
908 thought to wonder about that. He didn't even remember owning sandals.
|
||
909 How did he know where they were?
|
||
910 He walked to the kitchen, flipped on the light, and went to the
|
||
911 refrigerator for the cat food. As he scraped it into a dish, he looked
|
||
912 at the clock. Three in the morning! Shit. He'd thought it was time to
|
||
913 get up. Helen was now rumbling like a V-12 Jaguar, rubbing orgasmically
|
||
914 along his legs. How could he put her food away now? Oh well...
|
||
915 Pol left the cat lapping at her food and went back to bed. He lay
|
||
916 quiet for a time, searching for sleep... and something else... As he
|
||
917 began drifting off he felt Helen curl purring into his back.
|
||
918 (To be continued...)
|
||
919 && The Mad Actor &&
|
||
091=Usr:0 Null User 06/28/87 20:26 Msg:285 Call:1482 Lines:14
|
||
920 To the person using the \\\\///// border:
|
||
921 Sorry, but the first amendment does no such thing! You have the freedom
|
||
922 to say *almost* anything you want to ("Freedom of speech does not include
|
||
923 maliciously shouting "Fire!" in a crowded theater)
|
||
924 However, you have *no* right to use someone else's property to say something.
|
||
925 You do *not* own this computer. The owner can do anything he likes with it.
|
||
926 By the way, attempting to destroy other people's postings may be a federal
|
||
927 offense under the Electronic Communications Privacy Act. But it'll be a long
|
||
928 time before the courts sort that mess out.
|
||
929 In the meantime, just remember, the only rights you have on a BBS (unless you
|
||
930 are paying to use it) are those the Sysop chooses to give you! A good analogy
|
||
931 is that if you are in my house, and start making objectionable coments I can
|
||
932 *require* you to get off of my property.
|
||
933 ___________________________Leonard____________________________________________
|
||
092=Usr:0 Null User 06/28/87 20:54 Msg:286 Call:1483 Lines:1
|
||
934 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6~28~87~~19~36~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
|
||
093=Usr:0 Null User 06/28/87 23:25 Msg:287 Call:1489 Lines:12
|
||
935
|
||
936 Thanks for the words of wisdom Leonard.
|
||
937 We really appreciate you sharring.
|
||
938 WHAM homosexuals? sence? What is with a homosexual that sings about sex? Is
|
||
939 there deeper meaning in such a covert statement?
|
||
940 What is the meaning of poor spelling?
|
||
941 Leonard: is it ok to yell fire in a crowded firring squad?
|
||
942
|
||
943
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944 QUIK
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945 (We are Beatrice)
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946
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094=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 01:31 Msg:288 Call:1493 Lines:5
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947 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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948 A short lurk entry by a gnome who's tired... Alas, a definite lack of time
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949 to create. But that doesn't signify a entire absence from the scene.
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950 I shall reappear, no doubt... In other words:
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951 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Grannlurk %%%% 870629001620 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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095=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 15:14 Msg:289 Call:1503 Lines:5
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952 --------------------
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953 Question of the Day: How many aliases does the average Backwater user have?
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954
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955 A Once and Future User
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956 --------------------
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096=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 18:54 Msg:290 Call:1506 Lines:2
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957 WHO CARES?
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958
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097=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 19:58 Msg:291 Call:1510 Lines:7
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959 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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960 Response of the day, which is also a question: What's "average"? I have
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961 had several in the past, but I am currently only using one (which is the
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962 normal situation for me). I do not switch aliases on a whim, but rather
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963 I switch personas as the stories change- perhaps you will find this to be
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964 "average"...
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965 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Just a BW user @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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098=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 22:21 Msg:292 Call:1518 Lines:13
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966 90909090909090909090909909090909090909090909090909090909
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967
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968 Creative border, no?
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969 University of Oregon kicks ass. And that is not just whistling dixie! I'm a
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970 double major there, and thus can vouch for the integrity of TWO departments.
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971 And besides that, Eugene is a lovely, if boring, city.
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972 Sorry to butt in like this, but Parrot is down and I feel so displaced.
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973 Oh, by the by.. I have a Commodore 64 with a 30mb. Hard disk and a Hercules
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974 Graphics card. I'm thinking of getting an AT keyboard for it, but I don't know
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975 should buy a set of Joysticks for my Osborne first.
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976 Wondering, wondering wondering.
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977
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978 Alahna
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099=Usr:0 Null User 06/29/87 23:56 Msg:293 Call:1523 Lines:8
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979 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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980 So strange... so very, very strange. And yet, so like it has always
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981 been. The faces may be different, but the conversations are still sometimes
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982 brash and bold, sometimes timid... as they've always been.
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983 It's good to know that some things can change for the better and still
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984 retain much of what was so special!
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985 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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986
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100=Usr:0 Null User 06/30/87 06:57 Msg:297 Call:1531 Lines:13
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987 -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- 30 JUN 87 -=*=- -=*=- 6:45 AM -=*=- -=*=- -=*=-
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988 FULL-FOLIAGED WITH SUMMER LEAVES, THE TREES LEANED OVER THE STREAM, CASTING
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989 A SHADOW ON THE FRESH EARTH EXCAVATED AROUND IT. DEEPER AND WIDER THIS
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990 RIVERLET HAD BECOME, STILL ITS COURSE RAN UNCHANGED PAST THE INN. 'TWAS A
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991 LEISURELY PACE IT TOOK, BUT IN THE EARLY MORNING LIGHT IT COULD NOT BE TOLD
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992 IF THE WATER RAN CLEAN OR RANK. HER GREEN EYES GLINTING IN THE SUNLIGHT
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993 THAT FLICKERED THROUGH THE LEAVES, SHE LOWERED HER HEAD HESITANTLY TOWARD
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994 THE WATER. HER WHISKERS QUIVERED AS THEY SLIPPED THE SLIGHTEST RIPPLE IN
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995 THE STREAM, BUT SHE DID NOT DRINK. INSTEAD, HER SLENDER FORM BLENDED INTO
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996 THE SUMMER GRASSES THAT STOOD, TALL AND UNCHALLENGED, IN A SUNLIT SWATCH
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997 THAT HAD ONCE BEEN A PATH TO THE INN'S BACK DOOR. NEVER CAN IT BE SAID
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998 THAT SHE DID NOT LIVE UP TO A FELINE'S REPUATION FOR CURIOUSITY!
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999 -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- D -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- -=*=- -=*=-
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