From: "Griller" Date: Wed Jun 17, 1998 07:27:58 US/Pacific To: "Hudson Leick mailing list" Subject: Happy birthday Glenn! (take two) Reply-To: "Griller" Happy birthday Glenn! Griller | | | | | | | GC: Just what in tartarus you think you're doing?? GR: Uh... goddess? GC: That is the most pathetic birthday message I have ever seen... With a gulp, he realizes that the harsh but uttlerly lovely voice comes not from around the office, but from the PC's speakers! GR: Ok goddess... you got me! Would you tell me how you do it? You're the greatest! GC: Griller, your boot-licking techniques need improvement... STOP PLAYING A FOOL!! : Hey! Turn that thing down! There's people here doing some actual work... GC: Gee, I think there will be a job vacancy tomorrow... Loud zap... flash of light... a scream. Later the incident would be attributed to a faulty plug. GC: So... where were we? Oh yes, your bard's licence should be removed for that poor excuse of a post. GR: How you know about the licence? GC: I have a personal bard remember? I have my way to get her to talk if you know what I mean... Oh, by the way, would you pull down all that stuff you have floating around this little window? GR: Uh, what you mean? The windows on the screen start to shake... GC: *Those* things... c'mon, I don't have all day and I want you to watch me when I'm talking. GR: This is not happening... this is not happening... GC: I said *NOW*! One by one the windows are minimized... revealing the scary nature of this chat. The windows desktop theme has come to life! GR: Ok, now I know I lost my marbles... Gene! Gene!! GC: Stop the whailing, geez! I've seen you talking to people on the screen, why this comes as a shock to you? Would you prefer the old fashion way? =========== Note for the new people on the list: Until about 6 months ago I had a *real* office with *real* walls and a *real* door... the offices moved to a new location now I'm in this lousy cubicule =========== GR: Oh no no... I'll be ok. Is just that all this work is killing me and I'm a bit jumpy, that's all. GC: No wonder you've been neglecting your 'bardic duties'... anyway, this stops right here and now... GR: Oh please don't kill me... I promise I'll make an effort... whaaa! GC: Griller... stop it. I am *not* going to make you a favor and end your pathetic life just yet. What I mean is that you're relevated from your assignment, you're just not good at it anymore. I think this Kevin what's-his-name will get the job GR: So I'm not going to die? GC: Don't push it. I can see where you are now, and that is enough punishment. GR: GC: So what do you way? GR: Well, I think that you... : Oh no! There goes another one! GC: Did that refreshed your memory? GR: Yes goddess. Thank you goddess. GC: Good boy! Now I'm getting out of this place... it's just plain weird =========== My apologies for such a long post... not my style but hey! I had to milk the inspiration while it's here :-) ********************* Happy birthday Glenn! ********************* Ten aka Griller Digest compiler appointed ambassador to the goddess in Guatemala Hudson Leick fan club member #22 :-P PS *This* is how my first message was supposed to look like... I don't know what happened, but heck, better later that never. ============================================================================== Web site copyright (c) 2001 Kevin C. Wong, All Rights Reserved. "Xena: Warrior Princess" and some material copyright MCA/Universal. Materials copyright their respective authors. Send questions and comments to me, Kevin C. Wong (jahn@csua.berkeley.edu) This page last updated: July 3, 2001.