[5685] in Central_America
New quotes for Mon Dec 5
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Mon Dec 5 03:35:26 1994
Date: Mon, 5 Dec 1994 03:34:45 -0500
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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hss (Hany Saleeb):
If not logged in, I was geeking until: Mon Dec 5 00:44:47 EST 1994
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\/ / |\ Often the difference between a successful
/ | \ person and a failure is not one's better
/ || \ abilities or ideas, but the courage that
/ | | \ one has to bet on one's ideas, to take
/ | | \ calculated risk - and to act.
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/ / \
/_______/ \ Chance favors only the prepared mind.
________/__________--/ -- Louis Pasteur
\___________________/
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jappleby (Jon H Appleby):
{from system: This user's .plan file is not world-readable}
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kdmiller (Kenneth D Miller):
void main(){char b[17];int a=0,c=0,d; /* / for a good time, email: \ */
while(c!=-1){printf("%07x0:",a++);for /* ( kdmiller@athena.mit.edu ) */
(d=0;d<16;d++){c=getchar();b[d]=(c<' ' /* \ (Kenneth D. Miller III) / */
||c>'~')?'.':c;printf( "%s%02x",d&3?"":" ",c&255);}printf(" | %s\n",b);}}
Yes!! I'm online! Just use 'kdmiller@cacciatore.mit.edu'...
I've been on since Mon Dec 5 01:35:48 EST 1994
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pcoady (poon-hound):
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rjbarbal (Richard J. Barbalace):
"Pictures of You"
In that lovely white dress, oh your skin was so white
With the moon in your eyes, on that cold winter night
When your lips were so soft, that I thought they would
Melt,
And the sound of your breath and the way that you felt
And I said yes!
And I said yes!
It's just pictures of you with a knife in your hand
With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand.
It's just pictures of you, standing high on a cliff
With the wind in your hair, and a smile on your lips
And your eyes were so wild, when you started to laugh
Blending in with the wind, sounded just like a scream.
Why do pictures of you
Come to me when I dream
In darkness?
- "Good For Your Soul", Oingo Boingo
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sokamppa (Simo O Kamppari):
{from system: This user's .plan file is not world-readable}
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therese (Therese):
Don't dream too wild, and shoot for the moon
Don't ride your heart like a balloon
Don't blow away to places unknown
Cause when you finally come knocking, there'll be nobody home
Nobody home
- Heart
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