Lost Touch

[Michael D. Workman]

At 07:46 AM 6/30/99 -0400, you wrote:
>Are you sure?

Yep. 0 messages. Two weeks. But I was so busy, it was A-ok with me.

>I went AWOL for the same period, up to Houghton (or Hoton) Michigan,
>site of Michigan Tech and the Seaman Mineralogical Museum (lots of talk
>about getting your rocks off, bringing in a specimen, and such). When I
>hooked up again, I had 570 messages! My delete key is wearing smooth.

Yikes! Plenty O-stuff, and typically overwrought. I love Pyn-heads, I gotta
tell ya.

>There's been a subtle (?) shift on the P-list from a competition for
>dominance,
>a.k.a. a pissing match, which is based in differing ideas of what the P-list
>should
>offer its members (erudite and otherwise)--to flame-bait + responses, along
>with
>earnest attempts to improve the signal-to-noise ratio. Everyone who says
>"Stop it! Stop it! Just let it go!" unfortunately increases the latter. And
>it's
>sad-but-true that some foax just like to piss others off.

Ah, yes. A much needed vacation, blessed be. I am happy to have done my
part in spreading the ignorance.

Dreaming of redemption...


Cheers,

Michael Workman
Northwestern University
Department Of Cardiology
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"The intelligent man who is proud of his intelligence is like the condemned
man who is proud of his large cell." 

--Simone Weil