Okay, what's the deal with trying to FoRK this noarchive? This is =
precisely the kind of great, perverse geek literature that FoRK is =
intended to preserve for posterity. Otherwise, Adam will have to use =
the toilet and never again be able to remember this meme [If you don't =
know, don't ask].
I removed the identifying marks so that, if that was the concern, the =
submitter will be protected. Do we need a FoRK anon-submit so that =
people can submit bits to the archive without being blamed for it =
thereafter?
-- Ernie P.
From: YYYY YYYYY
To: FoRK-noarchive@xent.ics.uci.edu
Subject: FW: borrowed books
Date: Fri, 17 Apr 1998 11:38:11 -0700
-----Original Message-----
Sent: Wednesday, April 08, 1998 10:27 PM
To: [SAT COM] Team
Subject: FW: borrowed books
Earlier this week I broadcasted a message about my missing=20
books... The evil culprit has identified himself. =20
His message was so intriguing that I thought it warranted=20
forwarding to the Team. I hope you enjoy his confession as=20
much as I did, and I apologize for abusing this distribution list.
-----Original Message-----
From: XXXXXXX
Sent: Monday, April 06, 1998 4:22 PM
To: YYYY YYYYY
Cc: XXXXXXX
Subject: RE: borrowed books
I confess! I have long coveted your Huitema collection! At=20
first it was a casual, sort of incidental little affair. I=20
would find some reason to stroll by your desk and quietly slip=20
a demure glance in the direction of your cubicle. Oh, how=20
they radiated from your bookshelf! I was so innocent then,=20
and soon I thought what would a casual stroke hurt, each=20
volume so lovingly...bound? But it was not enough. Once,=20
working quite late, I could almost hear their siren call. I=20
found myself at your cube. I had to hold one! Even if only=20
for a short while. A stolen moment perhaps, but to hold that=20
first volume in my arms! To caress its innermost pages! I=20
fled. Terrified at the intensity of my passion, I could not=20
sleep. I felt dirty and ashamed at my wanton behavior, but I=20
didn't care. I needed it and I sensed that Huitema needed me=20
as well. =20
I resolved to make the relationship work. I began to arrive=20
very early to spend time with your collection. I would utter=20
a quick excuse to my wife and dash out the door, so that I=20
could breakfast in your cubicle. I dared not go out in=20
public, but an illicit little meal together was all I needed. =20
Or so I thought. I cleaned up meticulously to avoid=20
suspicion. I would take down a different volume each day to=20
get to know each one personally, and eventually I was=20
conversant in a range of adventurous networking topics. I=20
came to learn exactly what fine point of IP buffer management=20
would set a particular volume on edge. How Huitema can write!
I don't remember, exactly, when I first actually borrowed a=20
volume. It surprises me in retrospect, but I was so seduced=20
by the whole series that it just seemed so natural! I=20
couldn't tell you, of course. This betrayal was most=20
difficult, you must know, and I won't ask for your forgiveness=20
but only your understanding. For after I borrowed one, on a=20
night [WIFE'S NAME] was out of town, I knew that the others=20
would get insanely jealous and call off the affair. How could=20
I choose just one? Like a common tart, I went from volume to=20
volume! TCP/IP, network addressing, routing theory, I didn't=20
care. I did it all. I rented a room at a sleazy motel in=20
Bellevue, and told [WIFE'S NAME] I was on business trips to=20
evade suspicion. Could I sink any lower?
Eventually, I kept my favorite volume, IPv6, and then several=20
others. I had no choice, really. When I was on real business=20
trips, I would find myself distracted when I was away from=20
Huitema's loving gaze. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, and=20
my work was suffering. I knew you would be hurt, but they=20
were with me now, so I began to travel with them. I showed=20
them the world. The gondolier in Venice was a little puzzled=20
when I trundled on-board with my pet volumes, talking to them=20
in the quiet, silly tones of intimate lovers. He didn't=20
understand, no one did. Hadn't anyone experienced a love as=20
deep as ours?
Finally, I began to notice small peculiarities of each book. =20
Small little habits, but they began to grate on me. We began=20
to quarrel. It was difficult at times, but we still enjoyed=20
each other's company. I looked the other way when the=20
Understanding Frame Relay book began a small dalliance on the=20
side. I didn't want to see that the passion was waning. =20
Finally, the move to Lake Washington Park broke it. What I=20
couldn't see before me, the new distance from their friends on=20
your bookshelf brought the underlying tension in our=20
relationship to the forefront. We had a terrible fight this=20
past weekend. It's over now. I feel so very alone. =20
They want to go back to you, if you'll take them. For me, I'm=20
finished. [WIFE'S NAME] has discovered all, thanks to the=20
spiteful wretches telling her. My marriage is over and Lisa=20
Lee is auditing my expenses from my romantic interludes in the=20
Italian countryside. No doubt, my dismissal and the=20
reimbursement to [SAT COM] will bankrupt me as well. The=20
worst, of course, is my confession to you. Forgive me for not=20
telling you all of this in person, but the pain is too great. =20
I am loathsome. =20
Despairingly,
XXXXXXX
----------
From: YYYY YYYYY
Sent: Monday, April 06, 1998 11:15 AM
To: All Teams
Subject: borrowed books
In recent months, people have borrowed a number of networking books =
from me- sometimes with permission, and sometimes
without. I don't mind, as long as my stuff finds its way back to my =
desk eventually. :-)
Now that many people are moving, I would appreciate if you could take a =
second and see if any of the books in your boxes belong to me (or =
someone else- I'm sure that others are missing books as well).
Thanks.
(I am especially interested in re-acquiring "IPv6" by Christian =
Huitema, and the rest of my Huitema collection)
--NeXT-Mail-489066435-4
Content-Type: text/enriched; charset=us-ascii
Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Okay, what's the deal with trying to FoRK this noarchive? This is =
precisely the kind of great, perverse geek literature that FoRK is =
intended to preserve for posterity. Otherwise, Adam will have to use =
the toilet and never again be able to remember this meme [If you don't =
know, don't ask].
I removed the identifying marks so that, if that was the concern, the =
submitter will be protected. Do we need a FoRK anon-submit so that =
people can submit bits to the archive without being blamed for it =
thereafter?
-- Ernie P.
<bold>From:=20
</bold>YYYY YYYYY
<bold>To:=20
</bold>FoRK-noarchive@xent.ics.uci.edu
<bold>Subject:=20
</bold>FW: borrowed books
<bold>Date:=20
</bold>Fri, 17 Apr 1998 11:38:11 -0700
-----Original Message-----
Sent: Wednesday, April 08, 1998 10:27 PM
To: [SAT COM] Team
Subject: FW: borrowed books
Earlier this week I broadcasted a message about my missing=20
books... The evil culprit has identified himself. =20
His message was so intriguing that I thought it warranted=20
forwarding to the Team. I hope you enjoy his confession as=20
much as I did, and I apologize for abusing this distribution list.
-----Original Message-----
From: XXXXXXX
Sent: Monday, April 06, 1998 4:22 PM
To: YYYY YYYYY
Cc: XXXXXXX
Subject: RE: borrowed books
I confess! I have long coveted your Huitema collection! At=20
first it was a casual, sort of incidental little affair. I=20
would find some reason to stroll by your desk and quietly slip=20
a demure glance in the direction of your cubicle. Oh, how=20
they radiated from your bookshelf! I was so innocent then,=20
and soon I thought what would a casual stroke hurt, each=20
volume so lovingly...bound? But it was not enough. Once,=20
working quite late, I could almost hear their siren call. I=20
found myself at your cube. I had to hold one! Even if only=20
for a short while. A stolen moment perhaps, but to hold that=20
first volume in my arms! To caress its innermost pages! I=20
fled. Terrified at the intensity of my passion, I could not=20
sleep. I felt dirty and ashamed at my wanton behavior, but I=20
didn't care. I needed it and I sensed that Huitema needed me=20
as well. =20
I resolved to make the relationship work. I began to arrive=20
very early to spend time with your collection. I would utter=20
a quick excuse to my wife and dash out the door, so that I=20
could breakfast in your cubicle. I dared not go out in=20
public, but an illicit little meal together was all I needed. =20
Or so I thought. I cleaned up meticulously to avoid=20
suspicion. I would take down a different volume each day to=20
get to know each one personally, and eventually I was=20
conversant in a range of adventurous networking topics. I=20
came to learn exactly what fine point of IP buffer management=20
would set a particular volume on edge. How Huitema can write!
I don't remember, exactly, when I first actually borrowed a=20
volume. It surprises me in retrospect, but I was so seduced=20
by the whole series that it just seemed so natural! I=20
couldn't tell you, of course. This betrayal was most=20
difficult, you must know, and I won't ask for your forgiveness=20
but only your understanding. For after I borrowed one, on a=20
night [WIFE'S NAME] was out of town, I knew that the others=20
would get insanely jealous and call off the affair. How could=20
I choose just one? Like a common tart, I went from volume to=20
volume! TCP/IP, network addressing, routing theory, I didn't=20
care. I did it all. I rented a room at a sleazy motel in=20
Bellevue, and told [WIFE'S NAME] I was on business trips to=20
evade suspicion. Could I sink any lower?
Eventually, I kept my favorite volume, IPv6, and then several=20
others. I had no choice, really. When I was on real business=20
trips, I would find myself distracted when I was away from=20
Huitema's loving gaze. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, and=20
my work was suffering. I knew you would be hurt, but they=20
were with me now, so I began to travel with them. I showed=20
them the world. The gondolier in Venice was a little puzzled=20
when I trundled on-board with my pet volumes, talking to them=20
in the quiet, silly tones of intimate lovers. He didn't=20
understand, no one did. Hadn't anyone experienced a love as=20
deep as ours?
Finally, I began to notice small peculiarities of each book. =20
Small little habits, but they began to grate on me. We began=20
to quarrel. It was difficult at times, but we still enjoyed=20
each other's company. I looked the other way when the=20
Understanding Frame Relay book began a small dalliance on the=20
side. I didn't want to see that the passion was waning. =20
Finally, the move to Lake Washington Park broke it. What I=20
couldn't see before me, the new distance from their friends on=20
your bookshelf brought the underlying tension in our=20
relationship to the forefront. We had a terrible fight this=20
past weekend. It's over now. I feel so very alone. =20
They want to go back to you, if you'll take them. For me, I'm=20
finished. [WIFE'S NAME] has discovered all, thanks to the=20
spiteful wretches telling her. My marriage is over and Lisa=20
Lee is auditing my expenses from my romantic interludes in the=20
Italian countryside. No doubt, my dismissal and the=20
reimbursement to [SAT COM] will bankrupt me as well. The=20
worst, of course, is my confession to you. Forgive me for not=20
telling you all of this in person, but the pain is too great. =20
I am loathsome. =20
Despairingly,
XXXXXXX
----------
From: YYYY YYYYY
Sent: Monday, April 06, 1998 11:15 AM
To: All Teams
Subject: borrowed books
In recent months, people have borrowed a number of networking books =
from me- sometimes with permission, and sometimes
without. I don't mind, as long as my stuff finds its way back to my =
desk eventually. :-)
Now that many people are moving, I would appreciate if you could take a =
second and see if any of the books in your boxes belong to me (or =
someone else- I'm sure that others are missing books as well).
Thanks.
(I am especially interested in re-acquiring "IPv6" by Christian =
Huitema, and the rest of my Huitema collection)
--NeXT-Mail-489066435-4--