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Jon Miller
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Hi all
I know I am not a TM but please remember the threads that were before the deadline but got looked over (like a old combat thread where I posted and was told would be included in the next list)
there are probably other occurances like this and I would just like to remind everybody
keep up the good work (I do not envy you)
thanks
Jon Miller
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smilo
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Belgium
Jan 1970
time: 05:14
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Ding dong.
End of august is fine for me.
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Ecce Homo
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Stockholm, Sweden
Apr 1999
time: 06:14
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All right!
A hint for TMs:
Summarize the thread as soon as you get time, and update the summary continuously. If you do it in a smart way, you can in fact decrease the work needed, because frequent summaries will give you and the posters a good overview of the ideas.
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The best ideas are those that can be improved.
Ecce Homo
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mindlace
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Lisbon, Portugal
May 1999
time: 05:14
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Checking in- but nobody seems very interested in either Customization or AI, though the AI thread got some talk in the general area.
I'm not sure what to do- I think these are the 2 most important things to consider, but nobody seems interested in saying much.
-mindlace
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Harel
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Ramat Hasharon, Israel
May 1999
time: 05:14
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( Peace offering to the mighty hybrid )
Me and Don Don will be ready for the end of August.
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(sweating profusely under the glare of the lights; his hands forced to the keyboard by two Mossad agents)
Uh, yes, of course Harel is right. We'll be ready. I don't have that much else to do.
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Harel
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Ramat Hasharon, Israel
May 1999
time: 05:14
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What do you mean two?
I explictly asked for atleast four!
Now where did I put that red phone...
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Harel
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Ramat Hasharon, Israel
May 1999
time: 05:14
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Why EnochF! What a carefully written post. Bloody hell, it's almost as good as your idea to put laywes in a sub!
BTW EnochF. The Mossed never bothers to sound dangerous. When they want to threat someone, they just kill him.
Harel
Still looking for the red phone, but now for an entirely different reason...
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Harel
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Ramat Hasharon, Israel
May 1999
time: 05:14
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The two companains walked briskly along the road. It was thier habit for ten years now, and they were not ready to give it up just yet. The alien surrounding didn't intimidate them. In fact, it was quite a charming scene. The sky had a deep, clear blue tone. The streets were extreamly clean, spotless. The people, all of them, charming in every way. In every turn, a smile, a short node of reconigization.
A lovely town, in all opinions.
"I am so glad they decided to hold the conferance in Apolyton. It's such a charming city, isn't it?" said one of the two friends.
"Quite so."
A few minutes later, their strole lead them into a small square in the middle of the boulvard.
The towering statue of Apolyton stood above them, on a large pedestal of clean, white marble. The dead philoshoper eyes, almsot life-like, watched over the small town with caring looks and vast knowladge.
A small bird positioned itself on the top of his head and started with a most beautifal chearing.
The small golden plaque on the pedestal read: "Contributed to Apolyton by Yin, a benefactor of the city".
"Such a powerful statue, full of prowress." said the first traveler, while gazing up, up to meet the eyes of the dead thinker.
"Indeed. How is the conferance going?"
"It's... intersting. I am learning quite a lot. Ofcourse, you know those international meetings..."
The other person nodded in agreement.
"...You always need to worry, to make sure the other side completly understand you. We all use english, yes, but the difference in cultures!"
"I KNOW! I was just having the most delightful meeting on those new polymers they want to use in the new shuttles. They one they want us to finance, you know?"
the second nodded in approvel, arguing his friend to go on.
"I was just trying to explain it to this demantic fool for accounting. That swine just happenes to be from from abroad, so he couldn't understand one thing I said! Try to explain scientifical elements to complete idiots."
The both sighed. A small pair of seats offered relief: they gladly accepted it. As time passes, they looked around the small miditerrianian city. The walls were painted in bright, alive colors. The entire city seemed to explode with power, and zeal. The town itself was small, only three thousand people. But the highly anticipted annual international meeting of Global-FiraYin seemed to fill the town with happiness, a feeling that something is going to happen.
A loud bark startled the two. A small terrier dog position himself just below the stool, barking like mad on the two.
A look of puzzlement on thier faces, thye shot a glance to each other.
They got up quickly. Maybe they sat on something?
But no. They small dog chased them, and start circling in tight circles.
"What is it that he wants?"
The other shrugged. He crouched, shot a quick hand to the dog colar.
"Well, atleast he belong to someone. Now, let's look what's the puppy name..."
the dog struggled against the grip, trying to get free.
"It's... EnochF... Odd name. Greek?" he asked the other.
"I really don't know. What IS IT that he wants?"
"I don't think he know either".
The dog, full of fear for the grip, bite his capture. Startled, he pulled off his hand. The dog pulled free, but still orbited them like a moon, barking like mad.
"Harel, are you injuried?"
"No, no. I am fine. Just got a bit startled. He's teeth seems to bit totaly rotten. He gnawed me a bit, that's all."
"Seems to be too young to have rotty teeth. He acts like a young pulp: but I never could tell the age of those terriers. Too small.
Oh confine that demon. Harel, I am going to kick him... what?"
For the last minute, the dog relived himself on the shoes of the two friends. The small, brownish orbs glistened against the morning sun.
"Now, now. Don't get mad."
But, Harel, my shoes!"
"It's just nature ways. That's what dogs do, the mark thier area."
He looked at his shoes.
"My new ones. Damn!" A look of anger clouded his eyes for a brief moment. But after a second, the look of happiness and acceptness returned.
"But look!" said the other. "The dog caputrer is heading our way!"
And indeed, a tall man in a blue, offical uniform hurried toward them.
The small terrier let out a yelp and dashed away, the offical after him.
"comeon, let's go!" said Harel to his friend, that stood by still looking at the new offsprings of the dog.
"Odd, isn't it?"
"What is?"
"That". He pointed at the remains.
"It doesn't fit, don't you see?"
"I don't quite follow you" replied Harel.
"To this! This!" he swept up his arm, embarcing the entire town.
"Filth? Here? In Apolyton? It's all so clean and friendly here... it' just seems wrong".
Harel didn't replay. He just stood there, with his friend, transfixed by the brown balls.
Then, he raised his head, and smiled. He grabed his friend shoulders and pointed at the end of the steert.
For another officer in blue farbic with allready near, pushing a large cart with a big garbage can and a broom.
"You see? Do you see?" cried Harel in happiness. "Apolyton always stay clean in the end!"
Glad, the two friends started walking again, going to meet the cleaning man.
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Harel
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Ramat Hasharon, Israel
May 1999
time: 05:14
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Theben, I know it's off-topic, but I just love to snipe at the under developed one.
As for EnochF: Yes, I should have known that part will interst you the most. Line of work, eh?
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Shining1
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Christchurch, New Zealand
Apr 1999
time: 05:14
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Check in, check out.
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Shining1
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Christchurch, New Zealand
Apr 1999
time: 05:14
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Ming: Correct. Though you many need to add new sections if you get a whole new slew of ideas in a different direction.
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evil conquerer
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Cincinnati, Ohio, USA
May 1999
time: 05:14
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Sorry about not checking in earlier. I was on vacation for a while. But (except for some philosophies that might claim that there's no way of proving it) I'm still here.
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10-08-1999 09:51
So, please refer to the previous list for the numbering system you should use. 
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