[1853] in Central_America
New quotes for Mon Oct 9
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Mon Oct 9 01:45:43 1989
Date: Mon, 9 Oct 89 01:46:28 EDT
From: root@CHARON.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@BLOOM-BEACON.MIT.EDU
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aahuskey (Arlinda A Huskey):
{From system: This user's .plan file is not world readable}
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elsj (John E Elsbree):
Hello from the Pacific Northwest!
My address out here is
4515 148th Ave NE, Apt JJ204
Bellevue, WA 98007
(206) 861-9895
Email can be sent to elsj@athena; it will forward to
johnels%microsoft.UUCP@UUNET.UU.NET
Bye!
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paul (Paul Boutin):
Learning that some people have knee-jerk reactions to everything,
while others have just plain jerk reactions.
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rlcarr (Rich Carreiro):
Is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again.
Relax, I need some information first.
Just the basic facts,
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain,
You will not understand, this is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
I have become comfortably numb.
Okay, just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaahhhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on, it's time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse.
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone,
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
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