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2 total messages Started by Dennis Brennan Wed, 06 Jan 1993 23:12

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Author: Dennis Brennan
Date: Wed, 06 Jan 1993 23:12

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Emerging through the oft-noted portal of the establishment, Mr. Aloysius
straighened his waistcoat and took a moment to adjust his three-cornered 
hat.  The diminutive captain glanced from side to side, noting the 
variety of people assembled.  Clearing his throat, he approached the bar.

"A little white wine.  Dry, if you please, my good man."

Mounting the barstool with a rather comical leap, Mr. Aloysius once again
paused to reposition his hat.  "Well, here I am," he mused silently to himself.



-- 
Dennis Brennan
djb6@midway.uchicago.edu

Mr. Aloysius inspects the pub

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Author: Dennis Brennan
Date: Sat, 09 Jan 1993 00:57

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Brushing a bit of lint from his coat, Mr. Aloysius removed a small 
disc from his pocket.  Sliding off the barstool he strode purposefully
to the jukebox.  He stood on the tips of his toes to be able to reach the
coin slot, into which he dropped some money.  Mr. Aloysius then inserted the
disc into a panel in the side of the jukebox and leaned against it,
studying the clientele of the _Haven's_ Rest.  Most of the present thirsty
had ignored his activities until this point, but looked his way when the 
jukebox (which towered over the diminutive Mr. Aloysius by at least two
feet) began to blare,

"Good day, gentlemen and mesdames.  I, Cornelius Aloysius, late of
Titan, hereby open passenger service to and from the planet..."

There was a brief pause, during which Mr. Aloysius whispered a question 
to one of the patrons, had a reply murmured to him, and loudly vocalized,
"Serendoopity."  As the tape continued, the scowls of a number of locals
indicated their displeasure with his mispronouncement.  

"...in splendour and luxury aboard the _Marple_, the most renowned 
passenger vessel between Wolf 359 and the Cygni Cluster.  Applications
will now be accepted for..."

A blaster burst interrupted the message, by way of passing through the
hem of Mr. Aloysius's rather expensive coat and striking the power conduit
for the jukebox.  After picking up his tricorn hat from the floor, brushing
the cinders from it and replacing it on his head, he took a seat in the
relative safety of the corner, muttering and murmuring.

-- 
Dennis Brennan
djb6@midway.uchicago.edu

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