Newsgroups: alt.callahans Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!chaos.cs.brandeis.edu!adam From: adam@chaos.cs.brandeis.edu (David C. Kaplowitz) Subject: Re: More Shared Joy! In-Reply-To: karl@haddock.ima.isc.com's message of 14 Mar 90 04:19:40 GMT Message-ID: <1990Mar14.191034.6019@chaos.cs.brandeis.edu> Organization: Brandeis University Computer Science Dept References: <9003131231.AA04969@fsdcupt.csd.mot.COM> <16165@haddock.ima.isc.com> Date: Wed, 14 Mar 90 19:10:34 GMT Lines: 31 "Looking at that glass Karl, I think I'll go and get my eyes checked ..." "It _has_ been a while since I was passing out warm fuzzies, but I think I otta start again. The greatest warm fuzzie of them all to get is to give them." "Life may be a rose garden (when you are on top, everything is beautiful and strong, but when you sink down, things get under your skin, and it is hard to see the beauty) and I am glad that T&J, and J&A rose to the occasion of love (Heark, the multimeaning word ...) and thus lifted (basic theorem Shared(joy)^n <=> Shared(pain)^1/n) us all ... " Humming under his breath ("up up up to the heavy side layer") ("nice kitty") "To the improbable, Let's make it happen!" <*Thunk*> "Uh, Mike? Maybe I had better stick to egg-nog, my aim is getting bad again. Thanks." "Hey White-Wielder! I thought that Micky Finn had explosions ... uum covered?" "Oh wow, rosted penuts ... Ooof" Traveler In Elephants Dave -- Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!think!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!unix.cis.pitt.edu!dsinc!netnews.upenn.edu!cps3xx!usenet From: usenet@cps3xx.UUCP (Usenet file owner) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Author, author! Message-ID: <6933@cps3xx.UUCP> Date: 14 Mar 90 18:28:33 GMT References: <9003021202.AA03519@fsdcupt.csd.mot.COM> <6752@cps3xx.UUCP> <1990Mar7.151155.15899@granite.cr.bull.com> Reply-To: frey@frith.UUCP (Zachary T. Frey) Organization: Michigan State University, College of Engineering Lines: 31 In article <1990Mar7.151155.15899@granite.cr.bull.com> mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) writes: >In article <6752@cps3xx.UUCP> frey@frith.UUCP (Zachary T. Frey) signs off as: >>Papernet: Zachary Frey | frey@frith.egr.msu.edu | Usenet: the >> 514 Virginia St. | frey@msuegr.BITNET | Bellman's >> E. Lansing, MI 48823 | ...uunet!frith!frey | Paradise. ^^^^^^^^^^^^ >Is this any relation to the Bellman's map, which was | > "a perfect and absolute blank" | > ?-------------------------+ (Somebody noticed! Calloo! Callay!) Sort of. I had in mind -- "'Tis a good place for a Snark! I have said it twice, That alone should encourage the crew. 'Tis a good place for a Snark! I have said it thrice, What I say three times is true." I thought of it after reading a particular go-around on soc.singles, where the fla... um, discussion consisted mostly of proof by repetition. I felt that the Bellman would have been particularly at home. Zach Frey Papernet: Zachary Frey | frey@frith.egr.msu.edu | Usenet: the 514 Virginia St. | frey@msuegr.BITNET | Bellman's E. Lansing, MI 48823 | ...uunet!frith!frey | Paradise. Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!yale!think!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!tut.cis.ohio-state.edu!ucbvax!FSDCUPT.CSD.MOT.COM!jane From: jane@FSDCUPT.CSD.MOT.COM (Jane Beckman x4030) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: grenades Message-ID: <9003141124.AA04873@fsdcupt.csd.mot.COM> Date: 14 Mar 90 19:24:43 GMT Sender: daemon@ucbvax.BERKELEY.EDU Lines: 22 Jilara frowns. "That granade idea really bombed, Cynic. Do you have to be such an explosive personality? That really capped things off." She gets up and stalks over to his table, arms folded sternly, her mouth compressed into a thin we-are-not-amused line. "And I am using our pun format to try to get things back on track. If you're really into blasting caps, go play in alt.flame. This is Callahans, dammit! I consider myself a cynic. You, my friend, are a misanthrope. I've spent a lot of time disarming misanthropes, and I would sincerely like to sit here and talk with my friends without any more incidents. Do we have a truce?" She smiles in a way that folks say gives you cold chills, her smile that has scared muggers. You begin to realize why this woman ran SCA security for several years. "If you feel so inclined again, you can talk to Auntie Jilara about it, or we can hash it out in the alley. Remember, Callahans has a reputation to uphold." She beckons Nick Chopper out of the fireplace. "Give this man one of your warm fuzzies. He needs it." Nick carefully places the warm fuzzy on Cynic's shoulder. "Wait a minute, I've still got two!" he exclaims in amazement. "You didn't tell me these things reproduced!" ---Jilara the Exile jane%fsdcupt.csd@urbana.mcd.mot.com Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!think!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!tut.cis.ohio-state.edu!ucbvax!FSDCUPT.CSD.MOT.COM!jane From: jane@FSDCUPT.CSD.MOT.COM (Jane Beckman x4030) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Friends, soulmates, age... Message-ID: <9003141055.AA04401@fsdcupt.csd.mot.COM> Date: 14 Mar 90 18:55:57 GMT Sender: daemon@ucbvax.BERKELEY.EDU Lines: 56 Jilara shakes her head. "I guess all you earnest young kids make me feel the experience of my years. You all want instant solutions to life and relationships. Twenty-two?! My god, that's still YOUNG. I'll let you in on a secret; I didn't have my first date until I was 19, and that was because I couldn't think of a graceful way to say "No" to this guy..." She sighs, shakes her head, puts her hands behind it and stretches out. "So I went to the Electronics Club picnic with him. That started five years of being around him, being his lady because I was afraid of what he would do if I left. You see, he was possessive, violent, insanely jealous... I also kept him romantically at arm's length, and ours was a non-sexual pairing, thank god. Back then, I didn't like people touching me, and became sick to my stomach when people tried to kiss me. Incest does that to you... Oh yes, the fringe benefit was that he was interference between me and my father. Maybe I was using him a little, as protection. Strangely, over years, we actually became friends, and still are... We became friends enough that I could finally leave him without worrying about the consequences..." She shudders slightly, remembering. "But by then, I had friends, my strength and my salvation. He hated most of them, felt threatened by the women, even. But they, and the SCA, gave me the strength to leave. Friends, my dears, will get you through. Friends, real friends, will give you strength, care about you, stand by you in adversity, and give you support and warm fuzzies. Romantic relationships are okay, but remember that without friendship, you have nothing. Over the years, I've had a few romantic relationships, but those I've been closest to have been those I wasn't involved with in that manner, but rather with a warm, close friendship. Men want something different from their romantic fixations, it seems. No, men AND women seem to treat those interactions differently... My problems were in thinking we were playing by the same rules, myself and those who were interested in me. After a few years, I simply stopped getting involved that way, because it meant we couldn't be friends. The friendship factor was important enough that I figured it was WORTH sacrificing any other factors. "I got older, and tired, and flakey at the edges, being a Rock, and Island, convincing myself "rocks feel no pain," as Simon and Garfunkle put it. My friends were all that kept me going, for several years. I finally got involved with this guy who emotionally screwed me over, because I wanted desperately to believe there was someone, enough to believe in a mirage. His definition of "friend" didn't match mine, unfortunately... And then I ended up here, and old, tired wayfarer. And found all of you, with definitions that DID match. I've found better friends, in a few months in The Place, than in the previous twenty years... And a damned good friend who seems to match what my soulmate should be, since he seems to mirror my own soul. Right down to that weariness..." She grins suddenly. "If you meet someone when you're young, consider yourself blest. If you meet that someone when you're feeling ancient and have been plodding for years, consider yourself doubly blest! Don't lose hope. My aunt didn't meet her soulmate until she was 44. Yes, 44! They were together for almost fourty years. Remember, good things are worth waiting for! And if that friend turns out NOT to be your soulmate, treasure them as a friend; those are precious enough!" --Jilara the Exile jane%fsdcupt.csd@urbana.mcd.mot.com Path: mit-eddie!bbn!granite!mandel From: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Grin-- Some Dreams Come True Message-ID: <1990Mar14.183114.10606@granite.cr.bull.com> Date: 14 Mar 90 18:31:14 GMT References: Reply-To: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Organization: Bull HN Information Systems Inc. Lines: 20 In article jm7w+@andrew.cmu.edu (Joelle Ann Mellon) writes: >She laughs as she steps up to the chalk line. To him, she says, >"Ad Novos Amicos!" > >She hurls her mug into the fire, and to the rest of the room, she says, >"To New Friends!!" >>CRASH<< (At the sound of Latin, Silverblack looks up from editing his resume. He's been here, but silent, for the past few days. Goes to the bar.) "Mike, it HAS to be Italian wine for this one.... Thanks." (To the line; turns to face Joelle and Tal.) "Amici cari quamquam nunquam a me visi, felicitatem maximam vobis duobus per multos annos Veneri benevolenti impreco!" GLUG! (toss) ** shatter! ** -- -- Mark Mandel (InterNet for a while: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com) /* Bull disclaims all responsibility for me, and I for them. */ Path: mit-eddie!bbn!granite!mandel From: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Realspace Gathering idea becomes a t-shirt Message-ID: <1990Mar14.183619.11185@granite.cr.bull.com> Date: 14 Mar 90 18:36:19 GMT References: <9003120536.AA17527@ccb.ucsf.EDU> <1990Mar12.182716.14856@world.std.com> <1990Mar13.035252.1905@granite.cr.bull.com> <1990Mar14.142032.16316@granite.cr.bull.com> Reply-To: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Organization: Bull HN Information Systems Inc. Lines: 19 In article <1990Mar14.142032.16316@granite.cr.bull.com> mwolf@granite.cr.bull.com (Mary-Anne Wolf) writes: >I would prefer a T-shirt that is not too obvious, perhaps a picture of a >fireplace with a pile of broken glass in it, and one or more glasses >flying toward it. Such a shirt would both represent our group and >Spider's books, and would remain appropriate even if the cast of >characters here changed." I second the motion. (Silverblack.) I LIKE that: appropriately abstract, durable, and symbolic. BTW, when I disappear off this net address -- any day now -- Mary-Anne MAY be able to pass stuff on to me. I'm trying to arrange another net.home. -- -- Mark Mandel (InterNet for a while: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com) /* Bull disclaims all responsibility for me, and I for them. */ Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!think!yale!cs.utexas.edu!tut.cis.ohio-state.edu!ucbvax!decwrl!shelby!lindy!news From: GE.LJB@forsythe.stanford.edu (Louis J Bookbinder) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: the animated haystack Message-ID: <8479@lindy.Stanford.EDU> Date: 14 Mar 90 19:40:37 GMT Sender: news@lindy.Stanford.EDU (News Service) Lines: 48 From a huge pile of fuzz by the fireplace a muffled voice calls out "Happy birthday, Steve!" The heap heaves heavily (say THAT 5 times rapidly!) and a broom handle pokes out. "Really, folks, thanx for the moderate temperature hirsute animations, but it makes my job so hard! Ooof!" The heap struggles over to the still smoking spot where a hand-granade just went off. Mike is scraping away at the char and the splinters, and pausing now and then to dig out the schrapnel with an oddly shaped pocket knife. He looks up in annoyance at the animate pile of fur. "Nick, you ain't gonna get out from under that pile if you dont learn how to share warm fuzzies. The other thing you gotta do is learn to enjoy them, or they just stick and don't get absorbed!" "Absorbed!!! But they are alive!" "Of course! You want Dead Fuzzies?" "How can I absorb them with my metal skin?" "Ask Jilara - seems you got into this mess with her!" Moan!. "What is the damage, here, Mike" "Not much - THIS can be fixed. What frosts me is that there was VIOLENCE in MY PLACE! Cynic may have his problems, and I certainly don't appreciate Roddenberryisms in here any more than you, but VIOLENCE! DAMN!" Nick is shocked at Mike's profanity. Mike is no stranger to profanity, but seldom needs it. Mike continues scraping at the burns. The large pile of fuzzies heaves a bit and says "I'm Sorry, Mike. I wish I could help, but can barely help myself. Speaking of bears, that was quite a trick with the plaid drink. Scotch, I assume! *SIGH* I wonder if someone could cook up something interesting in hydrocarbons like that. As Spock would say......." The heap struggles back to the fireplace where glass keeps piling up. Toasts are becoming more common - spring is in the air - love is in the offing - the warm fuzzies are humming softly and somehow don't mind the broken shards being swept up by... Nick Chopper - my opinion? dont ax! LB>- GE.LJB@Forsythe.stanford.edu Path: mit-eddie!bbn!granite!mandel From: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Queue Dump Keywords: Lots of stuff Message-ID: <1990Mar12.205911.13473@granite.cr.bull.com> Date: 12 Mar 90 20:59:11 GMT References: <14404@phoenix.Princeton.EDU> Reply-To: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com (Mark Mandel) Organization: Bull HN Information Systems Inc. Lines: 21 In article <14404@phoenix.Princeton.EDU> jwbirdsa@phoenix.Princeton.EDU (James Webster Birdsall) writes: > { Silverblack: I wish you as much luck in your search as I have the >energy to spare, although it's sort of depressing from my point of view. >You see, I'm looking for a job -- my first -- in programming right now. >If they're canning people with _your_ sort of credentials, I'm doomed. >Which is something I've been suspecting for some time now, given the >number of rejection letters I've gotten. Argh. } Thanks, Green Tiger. But, remember, it's as much a question of employer, location, and specific job as it is a question of you and your creds... or more so. (Howzat again?) If you're getting into the field, you come cheaper than I do. At this place they're hiring fresh-outs at the same time they're laying off the old hands. I could say more, but I might start getting bitter, and that would be neither helpful to you or me, nor truthful in large part. -- -- Mark Mandel (InterNet for a while: mandel@granite.cr.bull.com) /* Bull disclaims all responsibility for me, and I for them. */ Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!think!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!tut.cis.ohio-state.edu!pt.cs.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!jt1o+ From: jt1o+@andrew.cmu.edu (Joseph L. Traub) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Pittsburgh Callahanian Gathering.. Message-ID: Date: 14 Mar 90 20:32:39 GMT Organization: Class of '91, Carnegie Mellon, Pittsburgh, PA Lines: 15 Greetings Oktave.. Sounds wonderful.. I for one would like to meet you.. If anyone else wants to show up, I can volunteer my apartment as a meeting place.. As for Taldin.. He unfortuanetly left this morning.. (Wednesday) There is also an IRC party her on Saturday night, and I am sure other's are welcome to show up to that as well. Oktave, if you want to get together, even if it is only a small get together, I would be DELIGHTED. Looking forward to meeting you. Moonchilde. aka Joseph Traub (jt1o@andrew.cmu.edu) Path: mit-eddie!mintaka!yale!cs.utexas.edu!tut.cis.ohio-state.edu!pt.cs.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!dc2y+ From: dc2y+@andrew.cmu.edu (David Bradford Conklin) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Grin-- Some Dreams Come True Message-ID: Date: 14 Mar 90 20:44:15 GMT References: , Organization: Mathematics, Carnegie Mellon, Pittsburgh, PA Lines: 8 In-Reply-To: The proper name for a group of fuzzies is a fluff. David B. Conklin dc2y+@andrew.cmu.edu ========================================================================== Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. -Jesus of Nazareth