Session Start: Thu Jan 23 21:00:51 2003 Session Ident: #whosim *** Now talking in #whosim Session Start: Thu Jan 23 21:01:05 2003 Session Ident: #whosim Session Close: Thu Jan 23 21:01:06 2003 *** IrishTCat sets mode: +o JenK *** AlxKeegan has joined #whosim Hey Rob! Hi y'all Hi David! *** JenK sets mode: +o AlxKeegan Session Close: Thu Jan 23 21:01:45 2003 Session Start: Thu Jan 23 21:02:13 2003 Session Ident: #whosim * Logging #whosim to 'C:\Documents and Settings\Jennifer\Desktop\montecarlo2.AustNet.txt' That he was coming? Yup. * IrishTCat is still waiting on last weeks paycheck to show up before bank cancels checking account I read it Yes I did .. ggood good did everyone get a chance to watch buffy and smallville? we've taped Angel but since I closed last night I haven't watched it yet I saw Smallville on sunday .. *** Dr10 has joined #whosim Tuna!!! Hey Tuna! Poor Whitney *** JenK sets mode: +o Dr10 *poof* Hello Maker .. has anyone heard from Cody? Tuna how are you? :::Brushes himself off:: Yes, it is true.Through the twisted paths of experience I have ince again made my way back here. Whew. How is your dad? I am alive but a bit crispy around trhe edge. I come to you tonite from the Marriott Century Center in Atlanta. cool cool They have a business center with a good connection.Not sure how long it is open, but I willo try and close the place down. Cool. We've kinda been in hover mode since Christmas. Just back on Tuesday from that list of countries I sent in my email. I commend Slovenia as a great place to visit. Connection problems, and other delays kept us on Pt 2 of the story. Very hi quality of life. I think we're meant to sim with you Tuna. exactly And how are allo my favoirite simmers? * IrishTCat waves at Maker from apartment in Mobile I'm having a booksigning at Barnes and Noble Saturday. ::Waves back enthusiastically.::: Sweet, Jen. yes indeed, she is Hrmmm was I still on floor thursday last week ? I think so .. my family and I are muddling thru, as usual I just keep getting asked by the media why GWBush is such a warmonger. Kind of a difficult question to give a short answer to. Everyone in Europe seems very freaked out by the whole Iraq thing. I spent all my leftover money on a little copmputer desk , headset , and a chair .. As well, few people in Eastern and Southern Europe get my DW jokes. interesting * IrishTCat thinks most of the media are ultra biased .. Sounds like something you will use, Rob. Quite a few people are freaked out here too. I'm just spending my time wondering what the heck is going on with N. Korea's head. Well sittig on the floor trying to type on keyboard and look at monitor is hard on an old cat like myself quite understandable I am talking about Euro media.USA media rarely interviews me, probably with good reason.I rarely get in trouble with the FBI for things I say that are published in Serbo-Croatian or Slovenian. Low circulation languages. I hope all is well with your family David, and will get better. Say hello to the bro'for me. Whats his name kept asking same question to Colin Powell .. Its so sad .. Oh David, did you manage to get Joel back into simming with us? What's Colin Powell doing wwith a bunch of bozos like the rest of the cabinet? Hurrah for Joel! Mike hasn't said anything to me about whether he'll let Joel use his computer or not thanks Tuna, I will say hi to Joel, promise Pester him! Joel is an awesome simmer, with great villainy! Ermmm no about Iraq .. I will:-) Wassup with Cody? have you heard from him, Jen? Here was here last week. Had connection problems. No, not this week, but I'm not thinking too much of it. Cody's been doing ok lately. His sister moved in with him so they keeping each other sane now. cool Um, they are. BRB, I have to hang up my bathtub laundry, the result of too much travel. Oh, I heard from 2 of my old high school friends. We parted company at graduation and haven't heard anything of each other since. One is a an Occupational Therapist and the other married and moved to England. Anyone know where Clacton is? intersting The funny thing is these friends are the ones who introduced me to Doctor Who. Because of them, you can say, I'm here today. I live in same town with most of people I went to high school with and we never see each other unless its at grocery store .. hurray for your friends then! :-) It's funny how people grow apart as they go through school. My old grade school friends want to get together with me. I think we're at that age where we've stopped trying to outdo each other. Makes for better reunions and friendships. Ok, shall we pick our roles so we can begin when Tuna returns? indeed sure thing <==== Dr, Chrono-Von-Meter <========Fred <<--- Irish T (Makers back ) Cat < ===== Chief Blitz & Nurse Chapel too. bak. My friends from hs have a listserv that bores me. Don't tell them. <<>> I will do anyone in myn scene not taken. <==== The Doctor (out of traction, back in action) <;)> I am not sure when they will close the business center, but I am camped out and ready to resist. <<>> <<>> <<>> # = Sickbay and en route # Blitz> ::steers Doctor by arm down the maze of staircases:: & = Access ways @ = Lounge deck #::The Dr follows muttering::: *** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred # Blitz> I'll be having no trouble from you, right Doctor Von Schmidt? # Glitz, Glitz, this sort of role isn't your style, too much routine and paperwork. & ::Irish sniffs around as he follows his sibling through the small passageways:: # Blitz> The name is Blitz. And I'd appreciate it if ye wouldn't keep blathering on like that. # Blitz> Gets me knickers in a twist. # :::Fred looks at the door the Doctor has disappeared thru, then at the handsome-yet-irritating smooth talker who has kept her from going after him::: # Let me ask you this, how long have you been serving aboard this ship? When did you sign on? What did you do before? & ::Irish pauses breifly as his sibling keeps on moving :: Interesting Very Intersting .. ::Irishs iriss open wider as the area gets dark er and darker :: # Blitz> I'm the Security CHief here. Who gave you call to start interrogations? #Just curious. Good to know your captor, so to speak. @ :::She frowns as he snags a drink from the tray of a passing waitress and offers it to her:::: # Blitz> Oh. Well I've been on the Montecarlo for as long as... as long as you care to know. #After all, if you want to protect and serve... & // Sister Where did you go // ::Irish calls out mentally as he realizes that his sibling has vanished from sight :: @ Irish, what are we going to...? Irish? # Blitz> Keeping my eye on the competition... er, uh I mean the passengers is in ma blood. @ :::She looks around (and under the table) and sees no sign of Irish anywhere::: # Tell you what, Chief Blitz, let's stop off for a taste of that fermented fruit nectar. We could get well dehydrated tonight! & ::Irish shakes his head as he gets no reply :: @ Now he's gone, too! @ :::She shakes her head in frustration and worry::: & Meow Moew Moew .. ::Irish calls out which reverates in the small little access ways :: # Blitz> ::dead serious:: I don't drink. @ Nothing about this mission is going according to plan. #Say Chief, I met a brave young man named Dibber, says he knew you way back when. Does that spark a memory? Nice ahr cut on the boy. & Harley > Shhhhh I am just ahead .. @ ::::she puts her hand over her mouth at this inadvertent admission::: & ::Irish amblea around the bend to see his sibling starring plaintavely out the little grill for ventilation :: # Blitz> Dibber? ::halts in his tracks, gets far off look:: #Not a subtle youth, but a person of action. @ :::Bond raises an eyebrow at her gaffe, then presses the drink upon her::: # Seemed to have met you while you had a ship, the Nosferatu. # Blitz> ::shakes head:: Alright, that's enough of that. I don't need no messing with my head. It's yours that's out of whack, remember *Doctor von Schmidt*? & ::Below captain lavia pets the poodle in her lap :: Thats a good purr purr .. @ :::Fred holds the drink in her hand and glowers helplessly at Bond::: @ That is...what I mean to say... oh heck! # Blitz> ::pushes Doc through nearby double doors into a sterile reception room:: @ :::She gulps the drink down and grimaces:: # Easy does it, and that is Doctor John Smith, please. # Blitz> ::bellows:: DOCTOR CHRONO-VON-METER! I got another one for ye. & ::Lavia pulls out a small fishing pole with a piece of catnip attached to the end :: Chase the nip ::Lavia tosses out the line which the poodle ignores :: #:::Dr looks around at room:: This looks dangerously antiseptic. # ::an old man in long white coat with white hair backs into the room:: @ ::::strains of exotic music begin to fill the air. Couples at tables stand up excitedly.::: # Chrono> ::turning around cleaning his glasses:: Yes, yes Chief Blitz, what is it this time? Not another hang nail incident, I hope? #::The Doctor's eyes widen::: Prof. Chronotis! What a pleasure to see you ahain. & Lavia > Does the little purr purr feel like chasing the ball instead ? :: Lavia throws a ball on the floor which the poodle ignores too :: # Blitz> Careful Doc. This one is a rare case. ::motions with his hand a sign for crazy:: He can't quite get his names straight. # Blitz> Friends say he's *overworked*. @ :::The perky blonde cruise director raises the microphone to her lips::: # I think my memory may bee better than most, sir. & Harley > Those use to be mine.. ::Harley looks sad:: But that was before the ::Harley lowers her voice :: Chamber .. @ Roxana> Okay everyone, it's time to....CONGA!! & Irish > Chamber ? Whats that ? # Chrono>Oh yes, hello young man. I am Dr. Chrono-Von-Meter. Sounds somewhat like Chronotis, doesn't it? # I say, Doctor whatever your name is, I wonder if I could mention a few things that might interest you... @ :::Fred groans::: #Gallifrey, Shada, Radio Robots, E'Thrax, Romana, and St. Ced's college at Cambridge. # Chrono> Yes, yes, you're in good hands now. Thank you Chief Blitz. & Harley > Lets go to my secret Cat Lair .. We are not safe here .. Do try to keep this time .. ::Harley slinks off with Irish trailing behind :: #Don't those meany anything to you? # Chrono> ::dead serious:: You may go now. I have everything under control. @ Bond> If you don't want to be trapped in a conga line for who-knows-how-long, you'd better come with me, Miss O'Connell. @ :::Bond and Fred stand up. Bond offers Fred his arm. Fred sighs and reluctantly slips her arm in his.::: # Chrono> What were you saying? Oh yes, St. Ced's College. Hmm, I think I had a student who went there once, or was that a classmate? & ::Irish and Harley head down down dow easily avoiding the sense blind beings:: # Yes, I remember that E'Thrax was going to liberate all the prisoners on Shada, and you helped me prevent it. Jolly good work on your part. @ :::Bond winks at the cruise director as he steers the two of them away from the clutches of the Conga Line and out the door::: << Umm When did Fred start to follow harley around ? :) >> # You were always one of Romana'sfavorites, although I don't think Rassilon liked you that much. # Chrono>Oh my really? Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let me guess... uh by that chap Wells was it? # You do remember Rassilon, I am sure. Just try a teeny bit, just to humor me, your patient. & ::Harley and Fred arrive in her secret lair :: @ Bond>::softly to Fred::: Now, I'll take you on a more relaxing tour of the ship. @ :::pouting::: Whatever. # Chrono> No, Jules Verne. That's more his style. He always did have an interesting choice of character names. & ::Irish looks around seeing the storage hole in the kitchens:: @ = the Greenhouse & ::Irish notices that Harley has a comfy hideout complete with a feather pillow bed, a telepathic notebook, and her own dishes of scraps # Chrono> Rassilon...? Hmmm, Greek in origin, or perhaps Roman. Now what is the latin equivelant I wonder. # :::The Dr heaves a sigh:: Very well. How can I cooperate so we can get thise over? & Harley > Its not that bad really .. The chef is kind and likes me being around as long as I catch a mouse once and a while .. # Chrono> Good, good. You'll find resistance is futile. It so disturbs the rest the mind needs. # Chrono> Now, if you'll just come this way, uh what was your name young man? & ::Irish looks dismayed at the rather pathetic life his sister is leading :: & Irish > You should be in a proper Home instead of this place .. @ :::Bond prattles on how about how romantic the various flowering plants are as he guides Fred towards the quietest corner of the Greenhouse::: # Blitz> ::watches the two go leave reception, shakes his head:: Just what we needed. Another whacko. & ::Harley's eyes light up and then darken:: I can t even remeber Home .. # Blitz> ::leaves to continue his duties:: & Harley > Its been many many moons since my companion and I were in a proper home .. #Smith, Doctor Jihn Smith. & Irish > Really ? So how did you end up here ? & Harley > We were traveling to Menfret to see the singing crystals # ::The Dr catches a view of the medibed with scanner::: I don't fel very tired, actually. @ Bond> ::becomes serious:: I think the time is right to explain about your mission. @ What mission? That was just the drinks talking. @ Bond> Now Fred, you know you didn't drink one till AFTER you made that little declartion. # Chrono> ::grabs Doctor's shoulders:: Now, now, there's nothing to worry about. The Pneumbus Analyzer is perfectly harmless. & Harley > We met a Whiskered wandering male who was looking for the same thing when a Hole opened up and sucked us up.. I blacked out and woke up with my Companion screaming inside a very very dark but loud chamber .. # That's what they said about lob otomy, my dear Doctor. I knew better. # Chrono> You just lie down and relax a few minutes, and we'll find out what's got those dentrites confused. #I would prefer to deal with my mental problems without meat cleaver solutions like this. # Chrono> There will be no such barbaric treatments on my watch, I can assure you Dr. Smith. # I feel good about my dendrites.How are yours? & Harley > Then some others took my companion away to this ship and she couldnt even recognize me any more .. She called her guards and told them to sapce me because I was nothing but a space Pest !! #Can't we just taslk? It worked well for Freud. # Chrono> Everyone's dentrites get a little tangled sometimes. It's nothing to concern yourself with. Now, just have a seat here... # Chrono> ::pushes Doc on the medibed:: # :::The Dr moves back, away from the medibed.::: @ :::Fred starts to protest. Bond holds up a finger and smiles patiently at her::: & Irish > So naturally you escpaed being spaced and manipulated the chef into being your friend .. # Chrono> Really, there's no need to be so skittish. ::signals behind Doctor:: # ::a pretty, blonde nurse approaches with a hypospray firmly tucked in her hands:: @ Bond> Now Fred, I know you and your companions didn't get on at the last stop. @ ::::Fred watches in amazement as Bond continues::: # Chrono> Ah, Nurse Chapel, it seems our patient is a little uncomfortable with the equipment. Perhaps you can help *calm * him? #::The Dr sees the nurse and smiles::: Why hello. Haven't I seen you before? Let me see, Beta Zed, was it? You threw some excedllent parties. & ::People come in and out getting goods waving at Harley :: #Some of those drink concotions you cooked up were downright debilitating. # I try to stay away from such things myself. & Irish > First thing we need to do is get my faithful companions to help bring your companion back to her senses .. # Chapel> ::smiles benignly:: Yes, perhaps I did. Now sir, don't move. I wouldn't want to hurt you. # CHapel> ::in a flash, she presses the hypospray to the Doctor's neck and injects the contents:: #Hey, you need to be invited to do that sort of thing. & Harley > They will be in the dining room at this time .. ::Harley looks excited knowing her green sibling is very talented but erratic :: # Chrono> Ooh, oh my! ::catches the Doc as he stumbles:: Why must there always be a skittish one in the bunch. #Besides, such crude mood altering substances have little or no injfluence on me. <<<< Wheres everyone else ? >> # Chrono> Don't you worry John Smith. It's only Valirian. Nurse Chapel? @ Bond> I'm guessing the three of you entered the ship via the cargo hold. It is, after all, the best place to beat Blitz's security. # I...ahh ... cannot be coerced ... ahh...by such... # ::nurse grabs Doctor's other arm and helps lift him into the medibed:: #:::The Doctor suddenly stands up straight, then turns straight as a baord, and is then out like a light.::: # Chrono> ::adjusts Doc's head into the scanning rays:: Ah, there we go. See, it won't take more than a tick. & Harley > We can get there by cart and avoid all of guards as well as get food . #:::The Dr mumbles::: No, I'm not human... No, Grace, no..... #:::The Doctor is now unconscious.::: # Chrono> ::heaves sigh that whooshes aloft a lock of white hair:: I do so tire of the difficult ones. # Chrono> Oh well that's why they send them to us. @ Bond> You're here looking for someone? # Nurse Chapel> Pneumonic level 5, Doctor? @ Yes we are. An engineering friend of the Doctor's, named Drax. He could be in some trouble. @ ::Bond nods::: # Chrono> Yes please. Continuous scan for oh, let's say an hour. That should be long enough to untangle his uh... entanglements. # Chapel> Yes doctor. # CHapel> ::begins adjusting the scanning rays:: @ Bond> This...friend...was just going about his business, then a few weeks or months ago, he disappeared. @ :::It's Fred's turn to nod.::: @ Bond> And this friend has now turned up on this ship, with a new identity? # Chrono> Good, good. I'll just return to that paperwork. ::walks off mumbling:: Why the company needs daily reports in triplicate is beyond me. It's as bad as a university beaurocracy. & ::the cart takes a long long long long long time to get to the dining room :: # CHapel> ::watches Chrono-Von-Meter leave then flips on the last button in the sequence:: @ :::Fred nods again::: @ How do you know all this? # ::the scan probes through the Doctor's mind, all the while a red light marked TRANSMIT blinks on the console:: @ Bond> Because I'm really an agent for the Security branch of the Hegemonic Guard. @ Bond> Or what's left of it, anyway. #:::The Doctor twitches on the medibed.::: @ Go on. @ Bond> Some rather important people have disappeared. I'm looking for a rather important person in the government, who may be on board this ship. @ Bond> Why don't we join forces? We can help each other and we'll have a better chance of blending in. @ That makes sense to me. @ Bond> Two of us stand a better chance than one person working alone. The last two agents who set foot on this ship haven't been heard from since. @ That give me SO much confidence. @ :::Fred and Bond shake hands to cement their working relationship:::: & ::Irish and Harley arrive ala cat cart finally :: <> $ = formal dining room $ :::Bond and Fred enter the formal dining room::: $ ::in the lavish 3-tiered dining room, a string quartet plays on the balcony as gussy-upped guests are ushered to their tables:: $ Irish > So thats what I have been up . ::Irish finishes as he and his sibling have caught up on all their adventures :: $ Roxana> ::approaches in a spaghetti-strapped velvet and sparkle blue gown:: $ :::Cruise director Roxana escorts them to a private table near the Captains table::: $ Roxana> Ah, Mr. Bond and Ms. O'Connell, you certainly make a charming couple tonight. @ Bond> Why, thank you. @ Yes, thanks. $ Roxanna> ::hands each a menu:: I hope you enjoy the feast this evening. Pierre's been slaving away all day. I understand visci-sois is delicious. $ ::Irish peeks out from the cart after noticing that his mental abilities seem to be sharply diminished:: I see one of my companions .. We have to sneak over with our your companion seeing us.. I dont feel like being spaced .. $ :::Bond and Fred take the menus:::: $ Harley > Follow my lead then sib .. :: Harley stealths out from the cart and races to the table with Irish right behind her :: $ ::Together they climb into a chair :: $ ::Chief Bond, decked out in faux military dress, escorts madame captain Lavia, in a smart satin and silk pantsuit:: $ Roxanna> ::hustles over to the captain's table to hand out menus to the chief crew:: $ Irish > I want a large fish and a bowl of cream unshaken nor stirred $ Lavia> ::glancing at her menu:: Ah good, I see Pierre is taking my advice at last and trying the fish. $ :::Bond and Fred take their seats::: $ Harley > Hrmm I want the same.. $ :::to Bond::: When are we going to stop 'blending in' and start looking for my friends? $ Blitz> Hmm, fish. Where's a good steak and potatoes when a man wants them? $ Bond> For now, we'll just have to trust that your friends make their way here. $ :::Bond looks into the seat next to him and sees two cats::: $ Bond> As a matter of fact....:::points towards the seat::: $ ::Irish twitches his whiskers at Bond :: $ Lavia> I believe that would be in the filet mignon section. Really Blitz, you need a little variety in your life. $ :::Fred looks over and sees Irish, along with another cat, sitting on the chair::: $ My name is Cat Irish T Cat .. $ ///Irish!! You're safe!! Where have you been? You had me worried!/// $ Bond> A pleasure to meet you. I'm Bond, Pierce Bond. $ Lavia> If you ask me, that's exactly what the Montecarlo needs. A little variety... it's all gotten a bit too predictable lately. $ Harley > ::smacks Irish upside his head:: What have you been watching ? $ Blitz> I like predictable. Predictable is simple. $ Lavia> Predictable is boring! Don't you miss a few surprises now and then? $ Who's your friend, Irish? $ Irish > Mine and Harley's mental communications are being jammed .. $ Harley > I am Harley T Cat .. You must be one of my siblings companions .. I can see your aura .. $ Lavia> Why I remember a time ... ::gets far off glazed look:: Well, wouldn't it be grand to just hit a switch and not know where you were headed next? $ Fritz> Sounds dangerous to me. $ I see. That explains why you didn't answer me just now. $ Blitz> Not to mention bloody foolish. $ Lavia> Blitz? ::stern voice:: $ You're related to Irish? Cool! $ So, what have you two been up to? $ Harley > My companion has been altered so she doesnt even reconize me .. Shes even consorting with a stupid D - O - G .. $ So it's happened to you too? How awful! $ Irish > Catching up .. Makers Kin have zapped a bunch of people and put them on this ship .. So we need to make them wake up .. $ Blitz> Beg yer pardon captain. I suppose I'm just a steak and potatoes man, meself. Steady, reliable, predictable. $ Irish > Wheres Maker ? He is much better at such plans .. $ Lavia> Yes, yes, I know. You'll retire a happy old security chief and live out your pension on some sandy beach planet. $ He disappeared earlier. We haven't seen him since. $ Harley > I hope he hasnt been zapped as Irish put it .. $ Blitz> ::smirks:: With those cute girls in those tiny print bikinis and the coconut drinks with the pink umbrellas. $ Irish > Maker is far to clever to be zapped .. After all he has learned from me .. $ Roxanna> :;clears throat:: Actually Captain, Pierre isn't the only one who's livening up dinner. $ Roxanna> I believe Dr. Chrono-Von-Meter has invited a surprise guest. $ Lavia> Oh? Do tell. << I am ready for your entrance >> $ Roxanna> I believe he's an old colleague, came aboard in the last port. $ :::The Doctor enters the dining room, looking uncharacteristically snooty.::: $ Roxana> He may be staying for a while. I think he has several fascinating stories to share. $ Roxanna> Oh there he is! $ :::whispers::: Finally. $ :::She waves at the Doctor::: $ ::Thed Dr whispers to Von Meter and they both smile::: $ Chrono> ::smiles cheerfully at captain and directs his friend toward the head table:: $ :::The Dr comes to the table and stands next to Captn. Lavia and eyes the empty seat next to her and bows::: $ My lovely captain, might I be lucky enough to be seated next to you? $ Lavia> ::looks Chrono's friend up and down:: Ah Dr. Chrono-von-meter. Characteristically tardy. And who is your charming friend? $ :::whispers again::: He's ignoring us?! $ ::Lavia> ::eyes glitter as she extends her hand for a lingering kiss from the Doctor:: $ May I introduce myself, I am Doctor Joihan Von Schmidt, at your service. $ :::Bond watches the Doctor's behavior suspiciously::: $ Irish > Maybe he has a cunning plan .. $ Bond> Or perhaps not. $ Chrono> My apologies again, Captain. I'm afraid Johannes and I got lost catching up on old times. $ ::THE Dr takes the empty seat::: A marfvelkous craft on a molst recreational journey, mein captain, I congratulate you. $ Oh no... $ Harley > I am sorry brother but he has been altered just like my companion .. $ I am finding it most refreshing, really. I find myself almost a new man after just part of this voyage. $ Irish > But but ::Irish looks crestfallen :: $ Chrono> May I present Dr. Johannes Von Schmidt, a classmate of mine from what seems like lifetimes ago, doesn't it Johannes? <> $ :::The Doctor looks down the table:: It is curious the rights given to pets on this ship, however. Are you sjure this complies with healtth codes? $ Oh, I am sure it was like only yesterday, my captain. $:::The Doctor takes a napkin and motions for a waiter, then whispers not so quietly to him::: Please make sure there is no fur from THAT in my food, garcon. $ Lavia> ::glances at the table in the corner where two humans and two felines sit:: $:::Dr then turns and smiles at the humans at the table:: Well, the past is the past, my captain, let us live for the future, shall we? $ Lavia> Hmmm, cats are such a filthy animals. Roxanna, perhaps you can have those uh passengers removed to a more appropriate table. $ Lavia> I think that's a perfect attitude my dear doctor. ::toasts her champange glass to the sentiment:: $ ::the rest of the crew follows suit, all clinking their glasses and mildly thumbing their noses at Fred and Bond:: <<>> <<>> Hurray!!! Wow, so nice to be back! Welcome back, Tuna:-) So good to have you back. hopefully Cody will be here next week, can you email him, Jen? Hrmmmm I wish Cody was here .. Its nice to have you back Maker .. Gotta go, they want to close the business center. I have a sccript in the works, or maybe even two. cool cool Cool T! Hes near Atlanta btw Night Tuna Have a good night's rest. Travel safe! Thank you Rob. I still look forward to mmeeting you in person and taking you out for a n ice dinner. All the fresh cream you want. hee hee Meow .. Don't forget breakfast with me, Tunaman! Yes, coming the weekend of March 15! I m down in Mobile for a while .. *poof* I'll mark my calendar. *** Dr10 has quit IRC (Exit: Leaving) Ok kiddos, I guess that's a wrap. I'll be heading out as well. you both have a good weekend Nigh David I'll drop Cody and line and see what's going on with him. thanks jen Nigh Jen Night Jen NIght Rob Stay warm You keep working on Mike and Joel, k? you bet Yes. It's -2 in wind chill tonight. *** DWFred has quit IRC (Exit: Leaving) ::: has only a pillow and is sleeping on floor I'm sitting here next to a space heater. Bundle up Rob. Things will get better. Its 28 here It's a heat wave. ;) ::looks at wethaer bug Night Jen :) Night Rob. You take care of yourself ok? ::plays with cable modem You too :) Hey cool, you got cablemodem? Yes on Comcast in my room Watch the DW audios on BBC. They're way cool on cablemodem. E-mail me and tell me what you think of them. I'm gonna take off now. See you next week. *** IrishTCat has left #whosim *poof* Session Close: Thu Jan 23 22:54:01 2003