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To: Hoatzin who wrote (112)12/6/1997 4:35:00 PM
From: TEDennis  Respond to of 684
 
Kevin: Re: Holiday greetings card.

Nice touch.

Re: "Mock if you like, but how many other companies do that for people on their mailing list? "

Uh ... how many other companies have that small a mailing list?

TED (bah, humbug!)



To: Hoatzin who wrote (112)12/6/1997 10:06:00 PM
From: Janice Shell  Respond to of 684
 
I think taht is very sweet. Don't have mine yet, but then I live in Italy. I look forward to it.



To: Hoatzin who wrote (112)12/6/1997 11:10:00 PM
From: Jeffrey S. Mitchell  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 684
 
"An IVXR Christmas Carol" (aka "Why TEDennis Didn't Get a Christmas Card")

IVXR was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of its demise was reported to brokers, to investors, to the press and to people on this thread. TEDennis Scrooge reported it. And TEDennis Scrooge's name was good upon 'Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to.

Old IVXR was as dead as a door-nail.

[OK, let's just cut to the chase...]

When TEDennis Scrooge awoke from his after dinner nap, it was so dark, that looking out of bed, he could scarcely see but for the faint light on his computer. The clock struck twelve. 'Why, it isn't possible,' said TEDennis Scrooge, 'that I can have slept through a whole day and far into another night. It isn't possible that anything has happened to the sun, and this is twelve at noon.'

The idea was an alarming one, but it was indeed midnight. TEDennis Scrooge went to bed again, and thought, and thought, and thought it over and over, and could make nothing of it. The more he thought, the more perplexed he was; and, the more he endeavoured not to think, the more he thought.

IVXR's passing bothered him exceedingly. Every time he resolved within himself, after mature inquiry that it was all a dream, his mind flew back again, like a strong spring released, to its first position, and presented the same problem to be worked all through, "Was it a dream or not?"

Suddenly, the curtains of his bed were drawn aside; and TEDennis Scrooge, starting up into a half-recumbent attitude, found himself face to face with three unearthly visitors.

'Who, and what are you.' TEDennis Scrooge demanded.

'We are the Ghosts of Y2Ks Past, Present and Future,' said the three.

'But there were no computers in past millenniums, and I'll be long gone in 3000, so I could care less about the future' TEDennis Scrooge murmured. And, poof, two of the three visitors disappeared.

'You really are a humbug, TEDennis Scrooge,' said the remaining ghost of Y2K Present, 'just for that, I'm removing you from my Christmas mailing list!'

Well, I could go on, but I thought you'd like to know, in the words of Paul Harvey, "the rest of the story".

BTW, IVXR may indeed me dead, but VXTK lives on!

- Jeff