[5837] in Central_America
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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Thu Mar 30 03:38:56 1995
Date: Thu, 30 Mar 1995 03:38:30 -0500
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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jhawk (John Hawkinson):
SOMEBODY STOLE ONE OF MY IP ADDRESSES!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!! @%@#$#@$!!!@#!!
Pager: +1 617 644 1251 (numeric) or +1 800 225 0256,
pin 1141215 (alpha)
I am also: jhawk@panix.com (jhawk@mit.edu)
Various addresses:
John Hawkinson
SIPB W20-557
84 Mass Ave John Hawkinson
Cambridge, MA 02139 4 Ames Street
+1 617 253 7788 Cambridge, MA 02142-1364 John Hawkinson
+1 617 225 6627 1200 Warburton Ave, #57
John Hawkinson Yonkers, NY 10701-1057
15 West 18th Street +1 914 969 1124
New York, NY 10018
+1 212 741 4400
1 1: My quasi-office. This is a good place.
2 2: Someplace I sleep; mail here is read.
3 3: My NY home address; I don't check this often.
4 4: My NY office. I check this almost never.
{Alice's Adventures In Wonderland; CHAPTER XI; Who Stole the Tarts?}
On this the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet, and
then unrolled the parchment scroll, and read as follows:--
`The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
And took them quite away!'
`Consider your verdict,' the King said to the jury.
`Not yet, not yet!' the Rabbit hastily interrupted. `There's
a great deal to come before that!'
`Call the first witness,' said the King; and the White Rabbit
blew three blasts on the trumpet, and called out, `First
witness!'
The first witness was the Hatter. He came in with a teacup in
one hand and a piece of bread-and-butter in the other. `I beg
pardon, your Majesty,' he began, `for bringing these in: but I
hadn't quite finished my tea when I was sent for.'
`You ought to have finished,' said the King. `When did you
begin?'
The Hatter looked at the March Hare, who had followed him into
the court, arm-in-arm with the Dormouse. `Fourteenth of March, I
think it was,' he said.
`Fifteenth,' said the March Hare.
`Sixteenth,' added the Dormouse.
`Write that down,' the King said to the jury, and the jury
eagerly wrote down all three dates on their slates, and then
added them up, and reduced the answer to shillings and pence.
`It isn't mine,' said the Hatter.
`Stolen!' the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who
instantly made a memorandum of the fact.
`I keep them to sell,' the Hatter added as an explanation;
`I've none of my own. I'm a hatter.'
Here the Queen put on her spectacles, and began staring at the
Hatter, who turned pale and fidgeted.
`Give your evidence,' said the King; `and don't be nervous, or
I'll have you executed on the spot.'
This did not seem to encourage the witness at all: he kept
shifting from one foot to the other, looking uneasily at the
Queen, and in his confusion he bit a large piece out of his
teacup instead of the bread-and-butter.
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jhawk.root (John Hawkinson):
{from jhawk: This user's pts id exists, but no hesiod information is
available, not to mention a lack of a homedir...}
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sauron (John-Paul Mattia):
My home machine is baradur.ll.mit.edu, and my excuse for a homepage can be found at http://www.mit.edu:8001/afs/athena.mit.edu/user/s/a/sauron/www/home.html
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