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To: epicure who wrote (4403)	11/10/1997 9:07:00 AM
From: greenspirit	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Your spelling of Nyah, may be elite, based on my track record it's probably spelled more accurate, BUT that is not a commoners game! It's an intellectually challeging, intensly competitive, WAR! If you EVER nuc out that little common computer of yours, perhaps we can all meet in a room and see who the wizard of words really is. :-) My money's on Thomas! I may not be able to spell, and my sentence structure may stink, but I've won two rounds! HA!! Michael p.s. Similar to the on OFF switch, press the Dowload button, then, save to disk on your desktop, then shrink down your screen and double click the ICON, then go through the installation procedures, then move the installation icon on your desktop, then double click it all while on the Net.

To: epicure who wrote (4403)	11/10/1997 5:22:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Last night, I had an intimation of Apocalypse. I'm in the garage, puttering away at the latest delay-ridden garage improvement project (as I'm being kicked out of my backroom armory and generalized paranoia parlor) (on account of the Critter is coming) when I see a small brown shape scurrying among the scrap ply. It struck me as somehow vaguely familiar. Dysphoric Jungian chords are plucked in my brainstem. I take a closer look, and what do I behold...but a cockroach. Not one of our ubiquitous earwigs. First one I've seen in my eight years in this far-western clime. It's a sign that the gates of Recession are a'creakin open. Anyway, I undogged the aerosol equiv of a rolled-up Circuit City flier and let the pest have it. I'm still pretty unsettled though; it was nearly full-sized, and where there's one, there's a ton of'em. I'm rigging for siege. And this after I had to pitch a pound of pasta because of the dozen-or-so moth larvae looking like demon-animated mousepoops wriggling in the bottom of the box. Even paranoids have enemies.