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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask.... 2 ************************ INSTALLED: 5 MAR 87 ************************* 3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator 4 ************************************************************ 5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION 6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM. 7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned 8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public. 9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is 10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which 11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be 12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved) 13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the 14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the 15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace 16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up. 17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system. 18 ************************************************************************* 19 20 Individuals who make their abode in vitreous edifices would be 21 advised to refrain from catapulting petrous projectiles. 22 23 ************************************************************************* 24 Green Eyes: Sorry, the reference was not ment to have a male/female 25 definition to it, only a reference to you as an individual, not your 26 gender. 27 Jim Michaels: I don't have any real way of copying 2708's as Leonard 28 indicated. If you have V4.7S, then you have the last version that was 29 generated. There were some custom mods made from that version, but 30 4.7 was the last standard version of the software that was generated. 31 BWMS runs from a heavily mangled 4.6 version. 32 ********************* CISTOP MIKEY *************************************** 33 34 Or should that be catapulting petulant Milchars.... %-) 35 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 36 REALLY? HMM... THERE'S A PLACE IN CALIFORNIA CALLED EDGE TECHNOLOGY (NO, 37 NOT THE ONE HERE) THAT STILL MAKES THE DISKWRITER. THEY WERE THE ONES (IF 38 MY GUESS IS RIGHT) THAT WORKED WITH HAWTHORNE TECHNOLOGY, AND CALLED THEM- 39 SELVES "HANDS-ON TERMINALS". 40 WELL, I GOT THE SPECS OF THE TANDON TM100-1A DRIVE JUMPERS AND 41 SWITCHED DRIVES. NOW I HAVE A WORKING DISKWRITER THAT'S EXTREMELY QUIET! 42 ANYBODY NEED A BAD MPI DRIVE? 43 IF IT IS OK WITH HAWTHORNE TECHNOLOGY, I KNOW A FRIEND WHO WILL COPY 2708'S 44 AND YOU CAN HAVE 4.7 FOR YOURSELF. YOU MIGHT WANT TO REVIEW IT FIRST, THOUGH. 45 JIM MICHAELS 46 ---------------------------------- 47 ++++++++++++++++++ Milchlurk (everything is "up in the air today" :-} ) ++++++ 48 [][][][][] Friarlurk too. 49 WHO CARES? 50 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 51 52 ?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$? 53 54 Ian Machinery: Scuttlebutt has it you've retired. But we both know that 55 the only retirement home for people in the business is six feet under. 56 In the event that you're still alive, I'm making this contact. I 57 have been hired for a job in your territory, and it's only good policy 58 to clear things with the area boss beforehand. My operation will be 59 small--I usually work alone and don't like to make waves. Publicity is 60 poison. I had to lay low for a year after that fiasco in Tangiers. Of 61 course, it took nearly that long to recuperate. 62 Enough of the chitchat, we can trade war stories later--that is, if 63 you give me the go ahead. 64 65 Modestly Bla'zay 66 ?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$?$? 67 68 69 70 71 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.13.days,1.hour.-.-.(and no one need get panicy).-.-.Emu 72 73 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 74 Tomorrow? 75 76 Green Eyes (03/06/87) 77 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 78 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.5.days,6 hours.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu 79 LEONARD, IS THERE A PHONE NUMBER I CAN CALL YOU AT CONCERNING VER. 4.7S? 80 DO YOU WANT IT? I CALLED CENTRAL POINT SOFTWARE AND THEY MADE NO MENTION OF 81 YOU WORKING THERE. THE PHONE NUMBER MUST BE ENCRYPTED OR SOMETHING. 82 IF YOU ARE INTERESTED, THE PHONE COMPANY SURPLUS STORE HAS A $50 VERSION 83 OF THE DISKWRITER THAT HAS 2 8" DRIVES THAT USE STANDARD IBM 3470 FORMAT, 84 16K OF RAM, 3 PORTS FOR MODEM & TERMINAL & PRINTER, CAN GENERATE BUSINESS 85 FORMS, HAS RELATIVE/RANDOM ACCESS FILE CAPABILITY, ETC. 86 IT IS CALLED THE "COMM-STOR II". THEY ALSO HAVE MODEL 43 TELETYPES, 87 WEIRD MODEMS FOR $25, TELEPHONE PARTS, SINGLE DRIVE (WITH 4K RAM) VERSIONS 88 OF THE ABOVE MENTIONED COMM-STOR II FOR $50, 89 AND SOME AMAZINGLY STRANGE EQUIPTMENT & PARTS THERE. 90 LOOK IN THE YELLOW PAGES UNDER 'USED FURNITURE' FOR "P.N.B. SPUR-PLUS STORE" 91 . YES, I SAID SPUR-PLUS. WHO KNOWS WHAT ONE WILL FIND... 92 THEIR PHONE NUMBER IS 249-xxxx AND ARE LOCATED AT 52ND & N.E. COLUMBIA BLVD. 93 JIM MICHAELS 94 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 95 P.S. MY FRIEND HAS AN EPROM BURNER/COPIER FOR THE 2708. 96 JIM MICHAELS 97 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 98 --------------------- 99 CORRECTIONS MUST BE MADE TO MY PREVIOUS MESSAGE ABOUT EDGE TECHNOLOGY. 100 THE EDGE TECHNOLOGY HERE IN PORTLAND ON GLISAN *DOES* MAKE THE DISKWRITER. 101 EDGE TECHNOLOGY CALIFORNIA 102 103 PORTLAND, OR 104 238-xxxx 105 I WILL TRY TO VERIFY THIS TOMORROW. 106 HOW EXITING! 107 SLEAHCIM MIJ---JIM MICHAELS 108 ---------------------------- 109 lurk...lurk...lurk... 110 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 111 112 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 113 The choices were numerous, but none appealed to her at 114 the moment. That was probably due to her exhausted 115 condition, she realized. It would be best to go to one of 116 her favorites--even if she didn't currently relish the idea. 117 She needed sleep, and time to renew her mental energies. 118 The long wait had been boring and, therefore, draining. 119 Shape-changers thrived on action. 120 The name Laodah came to her mind. A week as a temple 121 cat, chasing rodents, would be just what she needed. 122 She removed her tattered clothing and used it to make a 123 cushion on the ground. She sank into a cross-legged 124 position on the cloth, inhaled deeply, and cleared her mind 125 of extraneous thoughts. 126 She invoked the goddess Hobeth, first of her People. 127 Repeating the vows sacred to Hobeth, by which the shape- 128 changers lived, she entered the trance-state of 129 transformation. 130 She focused on the river which ran below the temple set 131 high on a hill overlooking the city of Laodah, main port on 132 the smallest continent of the planet Hyunh. She 133 concentrated on remembering the feel, attitude and sense of 134 being a cat. Minutes passed. 135 Without awareness of her current surroundings, she 136 arose and walked straight ahead, through the willow 137 branches, her inner consciousness pulling her to water. She 138 entered the water and kept walking steadily until it closed 139 over her head. 140 On the bank of the pond the Magus tore through the veil 141 of willow branches just in time to see the top of a white 142 head disappear under water. He plunged in after her even 143 though he knew he was too late. Once again she had eluded 144 him. He dragged himself out of the pond and slogged 145 back in the direction of the Inn. He hoped the Inn Keeper 146 had a good supply of brandy--it was going to be a long 147 night. 148 It was high noon and hot when the small white cat 149 scrambled up onto the river bank and shook her paws to 150 remove the water. Fur would dry quickly in the heat, 151 but the cat's instinct to sit and clean herself overrode the 152 human knowledge that the sun could do this. Soon the cat 153 was on her way again, up the hill to the temple complex. 154 155 Green Eyes (03/07/87) 156 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 157 ___________________________________________________________________________ 158 Jim: first of all, I never left you a phone number! If you thought that the 159 number following the JD was a phone number, you must have annoyed a lot of 160 people. The "JD 24468##.####" is a date/time code! (see Julian Day Number 161 in a good reference work) 162 I *might* be interested in 4.7 ROMs for the Diskwriter. I'm not all that 163 interested in that other stuff you mentioned. If it is possible to borrow 164 that burner/copier I may want to make a deal with Mike regarding a few 165 things... 166 ____03/07/87__________Leonard_JD 2446862.6196_________18:52:22_PST_________ 167 CALL NO-NAME BBS! 168 245-xxxx 169 128 MEGBYTE STORAGE!!!! 170 171 leonard, i don't think you could use that eprom burner unless you have 172 an old swtpc-6800 lying around, and i don't think andy will let it out 173 of his sight. however, if you have an s100 machine (maybe cromemco-ish) 174 i have a bytesaver-II you may borrow (no manual yet) and an eprom 175 memory card with space for 16 2708's. the eprom burner has a capacity 176 of 8 eproms and is strictly for 2708's. 177 as far as making sure the board's pins are connected where they should be, 178 your guess is as good as mine. 179 also, bryan (who runs emerald microware in beaverton) copies/burns 2708's, 180 but for a fee. i thought his rates were fine. 181 if you will be copying them via andy crouch, great! he has a whole bag 182 full of 2708's, eprom blaster & a good u.v. lamp with which to erase them. 183 andy may or may not charge a fee. maybe not. 184 any of this sound interesting? 185 jim michaels-------------- 186 -------------------------- 187 For Sale: 188 Old printer, Okidata Micro 80. Built like a tank, prints great. 189 IBM/Centronics Pmarallel Interface. 190 Best offer, can deliver. 191 Call 243-xxxx Weekdays, 9-6, or leave message here to Dave Johnsen 192 Thank you. 193 Dave 194 195 [-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-] 196 DJJ? Here? Maybe we could check out the rates for long distance BWMS 197 feeds to the Virgin Islands. 198 [-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-][-] Idle Fancy [-][-][-][-] 199 200 WKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWK 201 Pink Floyd was here! 202 WKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWWKWK 203 ++++++++ "By the way- which one's Pink?" ++++++++++ A mage in lurkus modius 204 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 205 ------------------------ 206 montague: welcome again. 207 ------------------------ 208 Rich took her earset and nearly ran into the wall as she tried to 209 angle around it. The music was a loud and fleeting inspiration. Her need 210 to show it was manifest in the adrenaline that got her up the three 211 flights of stairs to the roof she had her typewriter at. 212 It sat on a slab of stone. That slab of stone was just a part of 213 the ancient Irish castle Rich lived in. A roll of paper rustled against 214 itself in the light breeze of the roof. As Rish typed, the roll grew and 215 grew until it hung over the side of the cobble railing by thirty feet. 216 Her inspiration was gone by the time the roll had lengthened to the dirt 217 path just below the roof. 218 Tailor came out onto the roof knowing she would be there. He 219 wondered if she minded being alone and then he wondered if she would mind 220 his tapping her on the shoulder. Her earset almost fell out of place when 221 she jumped. She dialed down the music and raised her voice. 222 "What the Hell did you do that for?" 223 "Sorry. Kinda had to." 224 "Are you and the guys ready to set up or something?" 225 "Just about." 226 "Plug in down by the corner of the stair nearest the door." 227 "The main amp has quite a drain on it." 228 "Run a cord from the dining chamber." 229 "Chamber?" 230 "Chamber. It is in the layout plans for this old place." 231 "Esthetic." 232 "So?" 233 "I'm on my way." 234 Rich took her earset and put it back in place, tuning into a tape 235 of her own Irish rock band for inspiration as a songwriter. She went 236 downstairs later and put on a pair of jeans and a thin white shirt made 237 of gauze. It would be better to perform in than her prim and proper 238 nightshirt. 239 Kids from the nearby finishing school started to file in just as 240 the sun went down. It was an Ecstatic crowd, if you're hip enough to know 241 what that means. They rocked until just about eleven, when the place 242 started dying, and private parties began. 243 --------------------------------------------- 244 245 ---------------------------------------------claudia 246 247 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 248 Here's lurking at you, Kid. 249 250 Green Eyes (03/09/87) 251 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 252 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 253 Just here for a quick look. I know I've been absent for quite a while, 254 but one can never tell when a lurker will return.... 255 256 Fast Fred 257 BSAL 258 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 259 1 260 2 'The Night Before Christmas, 2001' 261 from OMNI magazine, Dec 19?? 262 263 264 265 Twas the night before Christmas, 266 and all thru my home 267 Not a creature was stirring, 268 0 not even my clone. 269 11 270 12 The test tubes were hung 271 13 by the burner with care, 272 14 In hopes that Saint Nicholas 273 15 soon would be there. 274 16 275 17 The androids were nestled 276 18 all snug in their beds, 277 19 while visions of mc2 278 20 danced in their heads. 279 21 280 22 My wife in her jumpsuit 281 23 and I in my vest, 282 24 Had just settled down 283 o some drug-induced rest. 284 285 27 When out by the labs 286 here arose such a clatter, 287 My bed woke me up 288 30 to see what was the matter. 289 290 32 Away to the window 291 33 I hastened my mass, 292 Tore open the blast shields 293 and threw up the glass. 294 36 295 The refraction of moonlight 296 thru the smog-ridden air, 297 Gave a luster of midday 298 40 to everything there. 299 1 300 2 When what to my bionic 301 43 eyes should appear, 302 4 But a mass-driven sleigh 303 5 with some strange landing gear. 304 6 305 47 With a quick little pilot, 306 48 a company man, 307 49 Who did what was asked 308 50 and followed the plan. 309 51 310 52 More rapid than phantoms 311 53 his coursers they came. 312 54 He impulsed his crewmen 313 55 and called them by name. 314 56 315 57 "Now Redox! Now Hewlett! 316 58 Now Quasar and Photon! 317 59 On, Laser! On, Xerox! 318 n, Pulsar and Proton!" 319 61 320 62 "To the top of the dome 321 63 by the air intake vent. 322 64 Now dash away quickly, 323 65 before our fuel's spent." 324 66 325 So, up to the air vent 326 68 his coursers they flew, 327 69 With a craft full of toys 328 and Saint Nicholas, too. 329 71 330 72 And then, in a flash, 331 on the dome I did hear, 332 74 The scratching and scraping 333 of stout landing gear. 334 76 335 I steadied my blaster, 336 78 my chest to the ground, 337 79 And then, thru the air vent, 338 80 he came with a bound. 339 1 340 2 He was dressed in a three-piece 341 83 he'd rented near here. 342 84 (Why purchase an outfit 343 85 you wear once a year?) 344 86 345 87 A life support system 346 88 he wore on his back, 347 89 While the toys for the droids 348 90 he took out of his pack. 349 91 350 92 A bottle of synthroid 351 held in his hand. 352 94 (He was quite overweight 353 95 from a poor thyroid gland.) 354 355 97 He brought out the toys 356 98 that department stores sell; 357 99 The elves at the pole 358 could not make them as well. 359 101 360 102 He checked with the base ship 361 while doing his work, 362 104 And filled all the test tubes, 363 then turned with a jerk. 364 6 365 7 His anti-grav belt 366 8 was secure, I suppose, 367 109 And pressing the keys, 368 110 up the air vent he rose. 369 1 370 12 He sprang to his craft, 371 13 to the crew gave a shout; 372 14 The ship heaved a shudder, 373 15 then blasted them out. 374 16 375 17 But I heard him exclaim, 376 18 as he flew out of sight, 377 119 "Merry Christmas to all, 378 120 and to all a good flight." 379 380 122 381 123 --<====>-- 382 124 383 -----courtesy jim michaels------ 384 -------------------------------- 385 nodeh -> green eyes, I had guessed you were female (for what it's worth) 386 nice stories and tech talk mixed 387 I LIKE the new look. <- hedon 388 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * * * 389 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * W * * * * * * 390 391 White Knight! Long time no see... Pink Floyd Lives! And breathes!!! And 392 melts from time to time... You should show more often than to try to read 393 both disks and wait another month. Things are jumpin around here as of late. 394 Give me a call sometime. Laser Floyd or Terra-Bake sounds kinda fun... Then 395 again, we could always teach you how to hang out again... w/skate 396 397 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * * * 398 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * W * * * * * * 399 400 Unfortunately, the burner would have to come to the EPROMs to be copied.. 401 oh well... 402 ____03/09/87__________Leonard_JD 2446864.6708_________20:05:56_PST_________ 403 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 404 [][][][][][][] Friar "Just lurking, thank you" 405 406 Here I sit on the floor, in the dark, alone, waiting for someone to come a- 407 lurking by... 408 409 :Tiakiah Guama 410 411 ____03/10/87__________________JD 2446865.6559_________19:44:49_PST_________ 412 413 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 414 green eyes - i like what i have seen of your entries. 415 i hope they shall continue! 416 (taking my first real peek into the waters in 3+ months) 417 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&& 418 419 420 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 421 The Magus paused before entering the Inn to collect his wits and 422 cast a minor cantrip to dry his clothes. His dignity had 423 suffered enough for one night without also having to endure the 424 stares of strangers. 425 Expression composed, clothes back to their usual immaculate 426 state, he entered the sea of noise that was the public room of 427 the Inn and looked around for an empty seat. 428 He found one in a corner away from the crowd. After pausing at 429 the bar for a snifter of brandy, he worked his way toward the 430 seat. As he neared the table of the person who had given him 431 directions, he merely nodded. He was still too frustrated and 432 distracted for idle conversation. 433 He slowly sipped his brandy, staring blankly at whatever was 434 in front of him. He was beginning to question the value of this 435 whole misadventure. Perhaps his fascination with shape-changers 436 had deluded him into thinking that it was necessary to have 437 control of one in order to achieve his goals. He had certainly 438 wasted enough time on it--1 month in that pleasure city on 439 Phaedra, then at least 2 more in a dusty room here. This was not 440 his idea of progress! On the other hand, should he just give up 441 after having invested so much time? Big decisions like this 442 required long drunken meditation, in the Magus' opinion, so he 443 dutifully applied himself to the task. 444 445 Green Eyes (03/11/87) 446 (* IIIIIIIVVVIVIIVIIIIX (*) IXVIIIVIIVIVIVIIIIII *) 447 <<:*********************just passin' through****************:>> 448 449 ____03/11/87__________________JD 2446866.6102_________18:38:41_PST_________ 450 ++++++++++++++++ Lurkin' in dead week ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch 451 /',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/ 452 Isn't it somewhat hypocritical to leave lines saying you leave no lines ? 453 /',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/',/ 454 To all it may concern; Does anybody out ther go to Gresham high school? if so, 455 I'd like to know, thanx Cory. 456 hel 457 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 458 ------------------------ 459 well, i got an interesting surprise from zilog's rep in the mail today. 460 the z800 series has been renamed. now, only the cpu with the 16 bit data bus 461 and the 24 bit address bus & the cpu with the 8 bit data bus w/ 24 bit address 462 bus is left. the ones with the 18 bit data bus have been removed. 463 the name for the 8 bit data-bus chip is the "z180". 464 the name for the 16 bit data-bus chip is the "z280". 465 they must be following intel's footsteps for names. 466 the processor with the 16-bit data bus can support up to 4 other processors, 467 like a floating-point unit (fpu), etc. 468 the new z's have a new stack pointer called the "system" stack. 469 they also have a bunch of new addressing modes (like 16-bit displacement with 470 any register pair i.e. LD A,(IX+0FE2Ch) ) 471 and the chip packaging changed too. 472 they only come in 68-pin plcc or lcc packages. 473 they also support the z-bus (z-bus? i never heard of the z-bus!). 474 i just got the technical manual in my hands and found out that the new 475 z's haven't been FORMALLY announced, but will be very soon (month or 2?). 476 anyone interested? maybe i should find out the cost... 477 jim michaels 478 ----------------------- 479 oops! almost forgot. do any of you remember the 68020's "user" and "system" 480 modes? the new z's have adopted those modes and one other feature of the 481 68000 series. external processor instruction traps (that's what the system 482 stack is for). 483 leonard, edge technology california no longer manufactures or supports 484 diskwriters. they referred me to C & L TERMINALS. 485 ----------------------------- 486 1 487 <([^7^])>-/v:v\+<([v5v])>/^o=o^\<([^3^])>*/v!v\=<([v2v])>/^o*o^\<([^1^])> 488 The end was near for the star Epus VIII. Having been broken from it's course by a chance encounter with a massive 489 collapsar, it tore a rogue course though the galaxy, it's core badly unstable. For seven of the star's planets, cold, 490 blasted balls of rock and ice, impending destruction meant little. But the eighth lay well within the warm zone of 491 probablility, and indeed life teemed there. For now. 492 He stooped down, and the small furry animal ran to him unafraid. Somewhat resembling an earth squirrel, only larger, 493 it hunched back on its hind legs, nose sniffing inquisitively. This was a world that had never been ravaged by sentient 494 life. No artificial structure had ever marred its features. It was like a garden of eden, one sin had never 495 discovered. 496 With a weary sigh, Zeb stood up. He sheilded his eyes in the fierce, flickering light. It shone blindingly off the 497 snowcapped peaks in the distance. The sun sputtered through the overhead cirrus like a welding arc. Already the plants, 498 absorbing far more radiation that they were accustomed to, were beginning to wither and die. It would be months before 499 the damage became irreversable, but then the planet didn't have months. The astronomers that had informed Zeb of this 500 phenomenon estimated Epus VIII had five weeks before it would nova. Before this planet would be scoured to the core in 501 one bright, soul-rending flash. And all this beauty would be gone... forever. 502 Of all the tragedies Zeb had observed in his travels, this was close to being the worst. The destruction of a planet 503 was barely within the comprehension of the human mind. They skies, the trees, the mountains, even the very ground he 504 stood upon would be destroyed. It was almost impossible to imagine. And very, very depressing. 505 Enough. There was nothing he could do here. He did not have the power to calm a star, or to move a planet to safety. 506 He knew of none who did. Frustration did very little to help his depression. What he needed was a drink. A lot of 507 drinks. Maybe after a nice headsplitting hangover he could forget a little and go on with his life. And he knew just 508 the place to do it. 509 Shouldering his worn backpack, he picked up his ironwood staff and... vanished. 510 He reappeared in the middle of a very familiar set of crossroads. The stable, secure sun of this world had set some 511 time ago, and the sound of voices and laughter floated from the building ahead of him. He walked through the courtyard, 512 past a small rowan tree (he had to ask last time to know what it was), and pushed open the heavy oak door. Inside the 513 common room, conversation lulled slightly as the patrons took notice of him. Seeing nothing unusual about him, they 514 returned to their business. Fine by Zeb. Scanning the room, he saw none of the faces he remembered from his last visit. 515 He saw a few that had been here last time, but he had never been introduced. 516 He walked over to the bar, where the innkeeper was setting up another round of drinks for a particularly loud table 517 nearby. Raising his voice over the din, he said, "My dear sir, I would-" 518 The innkeeper put a hand to his ear and looked at him questioningly. 519 Louder, Zeb repeated, "My dear-" 520 The man put a finger up, motioning for him to wait a second. Drawing a deep breath, he turned to the loud table and 521 bellowed "PIPE DOWN!" loud enough to make plaster rain down from the ceiling. The entire room fell silent as everyone 522 turned to stare at the innkeeper. He glared at the occupants of the once noisy table and said, "Last warning. I mean 523 it. Next time you're going out the door head first." 524 After a long moment, conversation once again resumed, much more quietly this time. "Much better." the innkeeper 525 beamed. "Now, as you were say-" He looked around. "Hello?" 526 Ears ringing, Zeb pulled himself up off the floor where he had dove when the innkeeper yelled. In a somewhat shakey 527 voice, he said, "I said I would like to purchase room and board for a few days. I can pay in gold. And I would also 528 like a bottle of the most potent wine you have, and a table in a corner where I can get smashed in peace. Not to worry, 529 I am a very quiet drunk and am in no mood to make trouble anyway." 530 The arrangements were made and he took his bottle to a table by the fire that was so enshrouded in shadows he found 531 it by bumping into it. He sat down and uncorked the bottle, staring out at the patrons in the common room. Such an 532 unusual place, such unusual people. If only there was someone out there who could help him... 533 Pushing aside pipe dreams, he raised the bottle and took a deep burning drink. The first of many. 534 <([^7^])>-/v:v\+<( Zeb )>/^o=o^\<([^3^])>*/v!v\=<([v2v])>/^o*o^\<([^1^])> 535 .-.-.-.-.-.-.7 days, 15 hours.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu 536 ____03/12/87__________________JD 2446867.5779_________17:52:14_PST_________ 537 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 538 HELLO , MY NAME IS NORMAN KASCH AND I AM HAVING TROUBBLE WITH MY SMARTCOM I SO 539 IF YOU COULD TYPE SOMETHING OUT SO THAT I COULD HAVE A MESSAGE BOARD TOO 540 I HAVE AN APPLE //E WITH 128K AND A COLOR MONITOR AND A DISK DRIVE MODEM 541 AND A SURGE ARRESTER. 542 EXIT 543 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] 544 I picked my book up from where I had thrown it when the ***PIPE DOWN*** 545 had thundered through the room. What a strange evening, first a man 546 asks weird questions about fishing, rushes out the door, only to come 547 back a few minutes later, having been cleaned and pressed in the mean 548 time. Then he barely acknowledges my existence, and that after he 549 nearly ripped my shoulder off earlier. Then a 21st birthday party appears 550 and makes the devil's own noise, and now this. 551 Good grief. 552 Back to Bach, or is that bach to back? 553 [][][][][][][][][][][] Friar [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] 554 ++++++++++ ????? Confused magelurk ??????? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch 555 O\=<([V2V])>=/O 556 *************************************************** 557 HELLO Mike?? 558 I really need to know if you have or know where to get Shugart 400 or 400L 559 drives... Please answer.. Either here, Applephilia or my board at 655-xxxx.. 560 561 Thankyou 562 Goat Herder~ 563 564 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''" 565 What the heck is this??? Have all the users died or something??? Let's see 566 some activity here, huh? 567 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''" 568 [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] 569 China rose out of bed. She had been laying on the bed for just over two 570 hours and it was time to have met the morning. Bright yellow steams of light 571 came in through the sky light. At least the rooms here were clean. She saw 572 that no specks of dust hung in the air as she passed the shaft of yellow light. 573 China picked up the radio set and put the thing around her head. She 574 tapped out a code of sorts on the clicker. It was not quite a radio 575 transmitter but it was functionally identical. Her fingers deftly snatched up 576 a pencil when the return beeps came. It loudly scratched across her pad of 577 paper as the letters of the reply formed. Strokes of wide and sweeping length 578 crossed the page as she wrote. Symbols that once appeared about three others 579 were now to the left, and their usage had changed in her mumbling them to 580 herself. 581 She put the hearing gear on the table again and stood up. The pencil 582 started to roll off the table. It curled its path to lay counter to the slope 583 of the table. The pad, pencil, and all the radio equipment was quickly stuffed 584 into the canvas bag she had brought with her. A paperback book was hidden 585 halfway underneath the covers of the bed, fallen on the floor during the 586 night. She dropped that in the bag also. She drew the cord together and bound 587 up the haversack, radio gear and all. 588 Then she left the room, making sure to have left no traces of herself 589 inside. If only it had been as easy to make sure therer were no traces of 590 yourself left in the memories of lovers. It was just about the only time she 591 was ever sure she had not forgotten something. Instead, she was remembering. 592 "Why do they call you China?" The reporter had asked with suspiscion. 593 Her gentleman escort had answered quickly before they got into the car. 594 "China used to be named Cathay." 595 [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] [+] 596 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple ))) 597 Just lurking for now until I can get my own phone line in again. Nice 598 to finally get back on again. 599 (((*))) 600 Anyone who knows The Juggler let him know I have been trying to get a hold 601 of him ..... Thanks 602 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple ))) 603 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] 604 I rose, stretched, and closed my book. Since the Innkeeper had thrown out 605 the birthday party, it had been rather quiet. 606 "Barkeep, would you like me to get another load of wood from the shed in 607 back ?" 608 He smiled and nodded, tossing me the canvas wood tote. I went through the 609 heavy front door, and around to the back, where the wood had been seasoning 610 for a number of years. I heard a branch snap behind me, and then blackness 611 engulfed me. 612 I awoke some unknown length of time later, and felt the back of my head, 613 my hand coming away sticky with blood. I heard some friends calling my 614 name, and called to them, rather weakly, "I'm over here. How about a little 615 assistance, as I seem to have been injured." 616 A group came over and helped me up. I saw a note, attached to a large brick. 617 "Keep out of my way, all of you. Next time I will show no mercy." 618 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] Friar [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] 619 (Time for a new adventure, I think. While waiting for Milchar to complete 620 his orbit(s) in the never never land of All. 621 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] F. [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][] 622 ____03/14/87__________________JD 2446869.6488_________19:34:22_PST_________ 623 Andy 624 Kellam 625 is 626 Alive 627 and 628 Well 629 Thank You TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 629