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*Crossposted in ZX.TALKING =============================================================================== | Forwarded by Vyacheslav Mednonogov (2:5030/675.30) | Area : SPB.SPECCY (Country of Gruzdev) | From : weIrd, 2:5032/2.30 (26 Aug 00 21:25) | To: All | Subj: cc000-3 =============================================================================== ====== sei glucklich, All.. ;) > day 2 > sun, 20.08.00 It’s not just a second, but they didn’t let me sleep for a long time. I woke up because that Dan and the snake were trying to swing me in an old-fashioned way called "for hands and feet." I remember it took me a long time to understand who it was, why I they ask why you want to sleep so much and in general what kind of area this is. What struck me about those trying to wake me up was that they were laughing. yes They didn’t just laugh, they roared with laughter. and without any visible reasons. After shaking myself and washing my face, I decided that they were probably each other understood and satisfied.. ") found a common language, to say the least. and, apparently, not weakly, since the laughter continued until our parting. Dan said that he would not go to the CC - what did he not see there, and in general, he going to bed. but the snake decided to gain strength and wash his hair. that he and did it. now is the situation. we are sitting with Dan in his room, a sleeping body lies next to him drone. a snake appears in the doorway. - Dan, I have a question...- Well? - My towel is already thoroughly wet. can I take some from you? - Well, take it, it’s hanging there on the battery. - there are different ones hanging there. - take whatever you want!.. just don’t confuse it with a doormat, it’s there too hanging. .. the door behind the snake closes, but a minute later it opens again. on the threshold snake-like, with a towel in his hand: - Dan, I have two questions here.. - I have one question! why did you take a towel for your feet?! We just lay there for about 10 minutes... It’s a pity that I didn’t get a photo of a wet snake entering the room with a towel in outstretched hand. "( Dan kept his word and scored on the CC. the three of us went - me, the snake and somehow awakened drone. the path, oddly enough, was found safely, and we were traveling on such a cool bus with tinted windows - and why in our there are no such people in Novgorod... all along the way the snake and the drone tried to fall asleep, and I was entrusted with the honorable duty of waking them up upon arrival at the desired station.. We got to the CC at 11:30; according to random (yesterday) the party should have been start at 12, and from 11-30 work was supposed to be accepted. the snake needed “give up,” that’s why they showed up so early. however, he was not accepted for the job - they said it would be too early. so we stood there, waiting for the highest permission to go inside and just hanging out. at 12 random announced that there were two news: 1) there will be no CC, 2) there will be noIt will be there by one o'clock. if he had not said (2), he would probably have been torn to pieces on the spot... ") and so the people just grumbled and settled down to wait. however, we had to wait until two - everything was very buggy there. ") but there were much fewer people - Most of the spektrumists apparently decided to just give up. At two they finally deigned to launch us. the breakthrough into the hall was completed quickly, randomly gave another demonstration performance (as always, short and expressive) dedicated to voting - were finally issued articulate forms, however, I had to tinker with filling them out - personally I didn’t remember almost anything that happened yesterday, but my notes were quite chaotic. Today the day was dedicated to the Amiga and PC - so to speak, in one bottle. IMHO, it would be more logical to make the Spectrum and Amiga together, and the PC separately .. although this is on conscience of the organizers. ") after the first competition - pictures - "there was a clamor and barking": colors on the screen were creepy. attempts to change the screen settings did not lead to anything good. a break was announced. leaving the hall, I found jc, nap and the duckling - they, it turns out, were just... It was just approaching two o'clock. We also managed to sleep early in the morning! if only we If we knew it would happen like this, we wouldn’t have dragged ourselves to 11:30 either. in fact, I found out this in passing: the NEP, without letting me say a word,offered me his shaggy head to put it in proper order. here I swung. To begin with, horns were made, then more horns were made on the side, then legs, etc. in any case, there were much more of them than yesterday. if take into account that this night the NEP was wincing greatly, untying his relatively thick tails, I can imagine what he had to endure tonight. ") well - the man fell victim to the beast. "R We were doing this business, not embarrassed by anyone, in the very center of the corridor. yes that people with cameras noticed us and came up to ask what it was about us we do it there. I had to inject myself...") this time the snake started applying the tattoo after my hairdressing delights, and the tool of labor was a felt-tip pen. first we tried it with a pen, but the pen wouldn’t leave noticeable marks (the forehead is not your desk, you know")). felt-tip pen, however, was half dead. then someone's marker was confiscated (I think it was Max's), and the NEP forehead was finally brought to mind, and today’s work is a snake I liked it better than yesterday. and not only the snake - later NEP me found him to show off his new feature: he was caught by the inspectors at the entrance and slapped the inscription “paid” on the forehead, next to the graphics. ") out of the blue, “our people” showed up from 2:5030/727.*, - menyailov, Merlin, Seryoga official (although he seemed to be there just yesterday..), Margot with a cameraetc. as soon as the mutual greetings died down, the break ended and we went to watch a movie. and there really was something to see. among other things, a computer the local fell with enviable tenacity, and even the combined efforts of all the specialists (read - numerous technical breaks ")) did not lead to anything. from time to time I just fell asleep and woke up after the next one started competition. I wanted to sleep _very_ terribly, and two glasses of coffee, washed down in the morning, very little help... but the demos were awesome - it was something special. Two in particular stood out - naturally, the T-Rex (the last one, was used throughout the competition) and one more - I think it was number 3. I didn’t even want to sleep. energy in them it just went over the edge. it was felt that they were written with taste, feeling and obviously more than one day (as the author of the second later told me - 8 months. interesting, what if it was 9?! "))). Random said that only preliminary results will be summed up today, and we They really wanted to sleep with the snake. therefore, we decided not to wait even for the preliminary ones, but go home (to Dan, that is) after finishing watching the demos. that is, The snake had some other things to do there. but they were soon settled. and we moved sleepily, taking a last look at the beloved backyards and tattered posters cinema and miraculously surviving houses... Well, that’s probably all.. (c) Randomindeed, for me it was almost everything. the next day I went to station, took a ticket and after some local jokes left safely home. and the snake remained in St. Petersburg for almost a week. but these are his jokes - let him tell it himself.. ") .. now I’m sitting writing this report.. exactly a week has passed since last Thursday, when the Voronezh residents arrived. how quickly time flew by! but, in any case, there is something to remember. there is something to strive for. and it seems like a whole life. A weekend like this is worth a whole month of vacation. luck you! ;) Weird [TEAM windows95 - rulezz!] weird@mail.novgorod.ru___icq #63055393___http://ok.novgorod.net/weird -+- grandfather with a double-barreled shotgun with 3.0.1 barrels... + Origin: feints, show-offs and other NTs.. (2:5032/2.30) ===========ReadMeAgain====================================================================== Get Msg, All! [I.ZX] --------------------------------> Warm greetings, Slava! Interactive Polar Lion ---> Forest Technologies mailme: copper_feet@mail.ru icq#me: 81191986