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From: ag5@pucc-k (Leo Buscaglia)
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Subject: the definitive party followup!
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Date: Sat, 3-Nov-84 14:23:17 EST
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Posted: Sat Nov  3 14:23:17 1984
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> Over 100+ attended, including some crazy people from Texas and a
> contingent from Purdue. ...

Now, the other member of said "contingent" is reporting . . . 

> I'm a little disappointed that in the three weeks since my party, I
> have seen nary a reference to it in anything by any of the survivors.
> No rumors, no threats, no police reports, nothing.

	Well, Gene, you see I just got out of jail...  something about
illicit activities with a nubile sheep..  (More on this later)..

>                                         ...  and the stereo was played
> loudly into the early hours of the morning.

	This *was* my first experience with a Compact Disc player..
(it was good for both of us . .  such vibrations . . . ;-} ).  
Seriously, we did get to hear some awesome tunes (1812 Overture included 
here..)  we even got directions to a rather large record shop in Atlanta 
which we visited on our way back to the hinterlands..

	We even got to meet some very interesting folks.. a young lady
with a telepathic nametag:

	+--------------------------+
	|  Hello, I am ...	   |
	|			   |
	|		*	   |
	|			   |
	|  * for the telepathically|
	|    inclined . . . 	   |
	+--------------------------+

and her faithful companion, one of the Cybermen from that other Georgia
institution. . .  We met the gentleman who seems to enjoy riding the 
bumpers of moving trucks..  There was a phantom drink-mcburglar in the
crowd who quaffed my last California Cooler ("Stop that man!")  and
a variety of other techheads and assorted others...

	And, of course, we *did* get to meet Kathy (does my memory serve
me correctly here?), Spaf's squeeze...

>                 ...  The crew who stayed overnight (does 4am til noon
> count as night?) even lived through my cooking brunch.

	Several treats here...  my safety was guaranteed "overnight"
by the watchful eyes of a nubile sheep perched atop the divider 
which was next to the sofa which I called home that morning..  I
truly felt safe ... but then, the Undue Purversity police broke in.
And I might add: damn good eatin'! (that was seriously, by the way!)

	That was brunch, of course...  Spaf (originally a New Yorker,
like myself...  the devil made him move to Atlanta, I think..  )
treated this Connecticut Yankee <sort of> to all kinds of Southern
Hospitality...  grits (of course, I wanted to put milk and sugar
on the grits <as opposed to butter>) and country bacon and eggs
and all kinds of good stuff...  I haven't eaten so well since.

> Basically, dull, dull, dull.  I guess I'll have to have another one.

	That'd be nice...  if I can con Jeff into driving *all* the
way to Atlanta again (I don't drive... heh heh heh heh...)  just 
set a date and a time...  we still haven't found that hubcap...

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