122 The winner of our name-a-women's-basketball-team contest is Alma Phudd. She wins with the name "Portland Yellow Bikes." 10/14 I'm up at Woolworth's lunch counter, Pueblo, Colo. Boy there aren't many of *these* left in the world, eh? The prices have come way up, but I guess it's all relative to everything else in this world, eh? Panama Note. 10-17-89. "...then in bkfst this stupid soldier's tellin' this mess cook he wants his egg well-done. That's between medium and hard, he tells him like he's s'posed to know. He argues for 7 minutes and 30 seconds, before someone says forget it, "you're getting a medium egg-- move on soldier," What a day. 1400 aftershocks later, the World Series gets cancelled. And 270 are counted dead. Have a San Francisco Day. Hello and welcome to: AA TTTTTTTT IIIIIIII A A TTTTTTTT IIIIIIII AA AA TT II AAAA TT II AA AA TT II AA AA TT II AA AA TT IIIIIIII AA AA TT IIIIIIII C I N T M C I E ! V S I S T ..... Y Gadz. Special .Issue. Issue of Cyber . 122 . Fiber Spider Beside Her... ..... Porshe is dead, long live Porshe pap#'s run for Son Day, March-End. 1998. In the year of our Spinacheating Kokopeli. To: kokopeli@downcity.net fr: anon. re: #'s running. http://www.cc.ukans.edu/about_lynx/ http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/WPlate/1998-03/26/118l-032698-idx.html http://flag.blackened.net/ http://www.nynews.com/data/v6gov.htm http://www.cnn.com/TECH/9706/pathfinder/multiplex/live/ http://www.lycaeum.org/drugs/other/extraction/extract4.html http://science.nas.nasa.gov/Services/Education/SpaceSettlement/ http://kfwb.com/breaking.html http://www.humboldt1.com/~carey/oac http://www.guitarandlute.com http://www.autobahn.mb.ca/~nickel/guthrie.html http://theory.lcs.mit.edu/~rivest/chaffing.txt http://www.ozemail.com.au/~bachlogc/plucked.htm http://www.cis.ohio-state.edu/htbin/rfc/rfc821.html Barbie Doll A poem by Jennifer Halbert 1992. I wish I was a Barbie Doll. Blonde hair, blue eyes, that wonderful plastic sheen. Because if I were only a Barbie Doll I could be anything: Miss America an astronaut in a beer commercial. But I'm not Miss America or an astronaut or in a beer commercial, and I'm definitely not a Barbie Doll. I'm an American, white, teenage female with small breasts and body hair and hopes and dreams that will never be met. I will not be Miss America or in a beer commercial because they don't think that I'm feminine enough, Although this same "they" considers aerospace not a woman's field. Being an American, white, teenage female, I am tempted to accept this as life, fate, just the way it is. Instead, I summon up all the courage I have to believe that this same "they" made the Barbie Doll, and then go into something besides aerospace. This Letter to the Editor I entitle: W H A T ? ! ? To: ati@etext.org Att. Sales / Export Department Re: Request for WOOD CHIPS A "RFQ" for WOOD CHIPS products which are similar to those offered by you,was placed with us by one of our clients. To you ,our service is totally free of charge !!! The information we will get from you will not only be immediately sent to this particular client but also to all other clients looking for similar products . To define and advise us the products you are interested to export and/or to get more information about us and our FREE SERVICE , please goto: http://www.thebol.com Best Regards Purchasing BOL sourcing international Ltd. (prime thinking you people need help...) To: ati@etext.org Hi I'm Julia's mom, and I'm spreading the word. Julia's asking everyone to write: John Campbell Pacific Lumber Co. 125 Main St. Scotia, CA 95565 and kindly ask him to save LUNA. kat ~^..^~ bradley PAO, PAO, PAO, KABAM. This Prime Anarchist Opinion brought to you by Meuselix. Breakfast of Crampions. What would you, could you, should you do with a million dollars. Did I hear right that Clinton's budget includes upping Peace Corps' annual expenses from 230M to 270M? Are we really upping past half a million dollars a year per citizen? Do some math. No better, just figure in your head. Get good at that. For every person living on an income of 10,000 a year there must be a person or five pulling in a few hundred million in order for THAT dollar amount to move!!! I guess my rhetorical question here is (not to knock a fine org like peace corps but) if instead we gave each citizen even a mere quarter million dollars a year for the next 4 years, how many people would opt to leave the job market, manage about half their assets, and blow the rest travelling the world on their own and perhaps even better representing their homeland while abroad? Hand *me* a couple hundred K, America. I'll handle my part of a personal overseas peace mission in such a way that Chris Dodd's hopes of the Corps growing without becoming "too beurocratized" will surely realize. How about our surplus of average guitarists wandering around the world teaching blues, jazz, and country? You know, it's not just for Lee Atwater anymore. And wider, it's certainly not just for Republicans anymore, Mr. Rowland. Oh sorry, your governorness. MOOR OH PINION? U WAN MOOR OH PINION? EYE GIB U MOOR OH PINION... Hello, Oh, you're all too kind. Thankyouthankyouthankyou. I'm your host, Prime Anchor Mist, and welcome to "This Is Your Life, Submarine." Remember the time when you collided with a ballistic tactical fast attack and nearly killed a whole bunch? No one was killed but there were titanium, berylium and aluminum scrapings EVERYWHERE. Remember when you dragged a 2-ton channel buouy from Long Island sound half way up the estuary leaving it behind somewhere between the Hess dock and General Dynamic's launchpads? Oh, it was a cloudy day, and we each could've used that buouy so as to not ram ferries, but we had to just do the best we could. Remember back when someone stole you and you got all the way into the Atlantic Ocean before your rear admiral (or was that the naval admiral??) realized you were missing? Oh submarine, ever since Leonardo Di Caprio, I mean Da Vinci thunk you up you've been rambunctious, unpredictable, wild and full of wonder. Oh and unction too. Or. Or, was that sea men? Maybe we shouldn't have put you in water after all. Would you have been better off a helicopter? (never mind, remember those skiers?) Or maybe you're not clutzy at all. Maybe it's your riders' faults. Of course half a million soldiers and sailors can't be wrong, can they? Can they? Can they. Maybe one of the only national secrets worth keeping classified for ANY 10 years at a time is that those humans tasked with protecting our freedom "back here at home" suffer an incompetence that GOES ALL THE WAY UP. . . . . . . . . . . . . Egge's Great Music. A Review by Gary R. My attitude towards Austin's collective musical taste has vastly improved since Ana Egge was voted a couple of awards. She's probably the most underrated performer in Austin or the world right now. She's reinventing traditional American folk music like was done on old albums like American Beauty, Nashville Skyline Rag and The Band. It's been a long time to hear somebody have so many great tunes on one album with such sweet artistry. There's a lot of hot artists with one or two hit songs but the rest of their CD effort is lame. I hope she continues on the steep learning curve musically (lot of work and time) that she obviously went through during her teens. One of the things the sixties proved is that you don't have to compromise your talent or enter into some bad deal with a major label to make a good living playing music if you've got the special talent that crosses the thin blue line beyond. I think she's got it - not many people do. just another egge fan GARY More Pears Of D's: Marsha Jan to the tune of I Woke Up In Love This Morning. As performed by the Partridge School. I mean Family. Or was that Clan? Last nite I turned out the light, lay down and thought about you, I thought about the way that it could be. Two O'clock wondrin' what I'm doin' here alone without you. So I close my eyes and dream you here to me. And, I woke up with Jan this morning, I woke up with Jan this morning went to sleep with Marsha on my mind. (groan, repeat, and definitely fade) THE 5-POUND STEAK to the tune of The Impossible Dream If you eat the 5-pound steak, you will eat, eat it all free of charge. You will be, the hit of all amarillo. If you eat, the 5-pound steak. I had an 80 oz steak the other night I ate an 80 oz and my face turned bright white. I had a coronary I had a coronary. The doctor checked me out and now I'm alright. (ch) I ate an armadillo steak just last night It was a roadkill armadillo layin' upright. He'd had a coronary, or maybe 'twas a car-onary. I ate a 5 pound armadillo under the streetlite. (repeat first part) Our last for the week. To Whim O Wheh, (the lion sleeps tonite) by MF In the diction-ary, there's a word for so carefree. In the book, yeah, the mighty book Yeah, a word that means carefree. Whimsical, whimsical. Whimsical, whimsical. Whimsical, whimsical. Whimsical. (repeat chorus) Hush there guy and don't ask why Just be care-free like, me. Apple pie and oh my, the sky And be carefree, ee ee ee. Whimsical... . . . . . . . . . . . . > Printer not ready. > Could be a fatal error. > Have a pen handy? > - - - - - - - - - - - - these came from Oracle. There were a lot. I kept the ones that didn't suck. -ed. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > Login incorrect. > Only perfect spellers may > enter this system. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > This site has been moved. > We'd tell you where, but then we'd > have to delete you. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > First snow, then silence. > This thousand dollar screen dies > so beautifully. > - - - - - - - - - - - - > The Web site you seek > cannot be located but > endless others exist > - - - - - - - - - - - - > Yesterday it worked > Today it is not working > Windows is like that > - - - - - - - - - - - - > Rather than a beep > Or a rude error message, > These words: "File not found." > - - - - - - - - - - - - MLTSO another poem by Jennifer Halbert She walks Through the hall And the wind blows And moves the curtains Which hang from the windows In the room. I listen To her talk And the sound moves Like silk Through the air. She comes closer And touches The spot Inside and out Which becomes electric And triggers me to move. RESEARCH TOPIC OF THE WEEK. Does anyone know what an "Austin Seven" is? George Orwell discusses it in his famous essay, "Why I Write." Send any rezultz 2 ati@etext.org please. One Twenty Second ATI was dedicated to Keiko Kobayashi. Wherever you are this moment, you world traveler. Hello old friend. May Peace Prevail On Earth. Especially our Big Mountain. Oh, and Hey Noni, Noni hey. Can I call dibs on you and Ana before you meet her and take her away? Put on your socks people. The water's getting high where we're wading. If El Nino pushes the houses in the mud it's just Californians who'll frenzy up to the bar; but if the trees go down we're all doomed. And what's with all the Maco sharks and tuna beaching up to die in all the corn fields? Rhetorique of the week: Is your star gold or green? . . . . . . . . . . . . We end with a poem called TSHIRT by Marco Lollapalooza *.lol.la.pa.loo.za (lal'e pe loo'ze n. [