Conference vaxcat::friends

    Once upon a time, in a land far, far  away there was a young man named
    Seth Howes.   He was very  proficient in delegating  unwanted tasks on
    other people.  What he didn't realise  is that the people he delegated
    the tasks to  were equally as good  at delegating those very  tasks to
    other people...   unsuspecting, innocent creatures who  took the tasks
    and  wove  wondrous tales  of  humour,  mischief, romance,  adventure,
    mystery, and the all-time favourite, good vs.  evil.
    
    The most  prolific of  story-tellers was  a young  lady named  Dawnne.
    But she called in sick  on the day that the tasks were  to be hers, so
    another underling had to do  them for her.  Her name was  Kristy.  And
    this is her story.
    
    Kristy sifted  through the  seemingly unending  pile of  papers in Jen
    O'Rourke's  office...   the first  of several  such stacks  of  paper.
    Kristy  muttered,  "I'm  sure  glad  this place  has  recycle  bins...
    although  by the  look of  things, I'm  going to  need a  few  garbage
    trucks  to carry  away all  this stuff...   And  I thought  *I* was  a
    packrat.  Sheesh!"
    
    All of a sudden, a shriek sounded from  a nearby cubicle.  Kristy just
    about knocked  over the  pile of  paper she  was sorting  through.   A
    snail inched its way  by the opening in the cube  walls that served as
    the entrance to Jen's cubicle.  Lori  Barr, pale and trembling, walked
    cautiously behind the snail with a  large VMS Documentation Set volume
    held partially over  her head, ready  to smash the  snail to bits  and
    make it a part of the already drearily coloured carpet.
    
    A  few  moments passed  quietly,  anticipation and  dread  mirrored in
    Kristy's eyes as  Lori held a  battle with her  conscience to try  and
    decide  whether to  obliterate the  dingy little  snail or  to let  it
    live.   The decision  was made  for her  as seemingly  out of nowhere,
    Sush Kumar and Manny  Melendez came around the corner.   In an attempt
    to avoid stomping on the snail as it  made its miniscule way along the
    carpet, they both toppled  against Lori and the three  of them tumbled
    to the floor  in a heap.   Lori dumped the VMS  manual and wrapped one
    arm around  each of  the young  men and  held them  close.   The snail
    turned and  looked at  the spectacle  of tangled  bodies on the floor,
    twitched  its cute  little antennae,  then stuck  out its  tongue  and
    said, "Ppfpfpfpfpfpfpfpft!!!"
    
    "Well I never!" exclaimed Lori.
    
    "Oh, you  must have,"  replied Manny  and Sush  in unison.   All three
    looked  at each  other, then  burst out  laughing and  began having  a
    three-way tickle fight.
    
    Kristy  shook  her  head  and  returned   to  the  interior  of  Jen's
    paper-filled  office and  restarted her  task.   Meanwhile, the  snail
    made its weary  way into Jen's office  as well and managed  its way up
    onto  the desk,  then the  keyboard.   It began  to type  out  a  mail
    message, occasionally stopping  to study the  screen to make  sure the
    message was free of  typos.  Kristy glanced at the  screen and noticed
    that the message was addressed to Seth  and Liz Jeffries.  She noticed
    it  contained  some rather  risqu�  sentences in  it.   She  raised  a
    questioning eyebrow at the snail.  It  just grinned its devious little
    grin.
    
    Jen's  phone began  ringing.   Kristy had  to move  several stacks  of
    paper to  find the  phone, every  now and  again tugging  on the phone
    wire that led  to it to  see which stack  she had to  move next.   She
    finally found  the phone  and picked  it up.   "Hello,  Jen O'Rourke's
    office," Kristy said hesitantly.
    
    It was none other than Rachel Weldrick,  calling to say hello from the
    wonderful  land  of  Oz.    "Hi  Kristy!"  Rachel  said  in  a  sultry
    Australian accent.   "I have Ben Baca  on the phone with  me and we're
    looking for Jen so we can have a conference call.  Is she about?"
    
    "No, I'm afraid Jen  is listed as missing.  It's  quite possible she's
    buried somewhere in here, and  I just may not have found her  yet.  If
    you want to talk amongst  yourselves for a bit, I'll see if  I can dig
    her up," answered Kristy.
    
    Kristy placed the receiver down on top of  a nearby stack of paper and
    started opening  file cabinet  drawers in  search of  long, lost  Jen.
    Lori, Manny,  and Sush  were still  out in  the corridor tickling each
    other and laughing hysterically,  their voices filling the air  with a
    sense of happiness.
    
    In a matter of  moments, the laughter was drowned out  by a roaring...
    rather distant at first, then growing louder.   Kristy peeked over the
    wall of  the cubicle  and saw  none other  than Gina  Franceschi, Paul
    McGrail,  and   Joyce  Tomao   burning  up   the  linoleum   on  their
    motorcycles!  "How odd,"  thought Kristy, then she shrugged,  and said
    aloud,  "It is  Saturday, though,  so I  guess anything  can  happen."
    Paul, Gina and Joyce  were whooping it up out in  the corridor as they
    rode up and down  its length, scaring the living daylights  out of any
    other employees stupid enough to venture out into the hallway.
    
    Beyond  the  careening motorcyclists,  Kristy  could see  Seth  in the
    computer room across the hall, a very  nasty expression on his usually
    very calm and  happy face.  He  stalked toward the door  that led into
    the hallway and  just as he  flung open the  door, he stopped  dead in
    his tracks.   Standing  before him  was Melissa  Gallagher and  Tracie
    Baker, dressed in slinky  black wisps of garments, covering  only what
    was necessary, then again, perhaps not...
    

    Seth's jaw  dropped open  a bit  in surprise  as he  took in  the very
    beautiful appearance of Tracie and Melissa.   They smiled dazzling and
    each linked an arm with Seth's.  He  did his best to hide his surprise
    and curved his  lips into a gentle  smile.  It had  the desired effect
    on the two young ladies.  They giggled  and smiled back, then led Seth
    from the noise and  confusion of the computer room.   They made a dash
    to the far side  of the corridor, as Gina, Joyce,  and Paul were still
    motoring up  and down  the length  of it,  decorating the  plain white
    walls with rainbowed streaks of spray paint.
    
    In Jen's office,  Kristy continued her  search for Jen,  and the snail
    snickered mischievously as  it heard Seth's footsteps  on the linoleum
    floor near  the cubicle.   Rachel  and Ben  continued chatting away on
    the   phone  between   themselves,  exclamations   piercing  the   air
    occasionally as  Ben made  suggestive comments  which surprised Rachel
    or vice versa.
    
    Outside  the  cubicle, Lori,  Manny  and Sush  managed  to pull  their
    tickle  fighting  under control  and  got up  from  the floor.    They
    straightened out their  clothes, as well  as each other's.   The three
    of them wandered a bit closer to  the uncarpeted corridor to watch the
    motorcycle antics and the new colour patterns forming on the walls.
    
    Gina skidded her cycle to a halt right  in front of Seth, Melissa, and
    Tracie,  a  *huge*  grin   on  her  face,  her  eyes   sparkling  with
    devilishness.  "Hi!" shouted Gina, and the  others tried to make their
    hellos heard over the din of the  motorcycle engines.  Melissa coughed
    delicately as the  fumes from Gina's  motorcycle were forming  a wispy
    black cloud in  the area.   Tracie rubbed her  nose as the  fumes were
    getting to her as well.  Both ladies  swooned a bit and leaned against
    Seth.  Being the  gentleman he is, he offered them  support by sliding
    an arm around each of their waists.   Gina grinned impishly and gunned
    the engine of her  motorcycle, then roared off down  the hallway after
    Paul and Joyce, leaving a thick black  line of treadmarks in her wake.
    Both Tracie  and Melissa  sighed in  relief and  waved their  hands in
    front of their faces in an attempt to clear the air.
    
    Lori,  Manny,  and Sush  joined  Seth, Tracie,  and  Melissa and  they
    started chatting and  exchanging jokes and  stories about travels  and
    lunches and the like.  The itty-bitty snail  slinked its way up to the
    top of the cubicle wall and peered out  at the gathering.  It squeaked
    softly and the in  the effort to make that sound,  it pushed itself to
    the very edge of  the cubicle wall and started slipping  down the side
    in a patch of self-induced slime.
    
    <tap> <tap> <tap> came  a noise from the public address  system of the
    building.   A masculine  voice stated:  "This is  Hill.   It has  been
    reported that Jen O'Rourke is missing.   A search party is required to
    inspect  the  entire building  and  surrounding grounds  to  find her.
    Special investigators Liz Jeffries and  Mary-Lynn Belforti are waiting
    in the main  lobby for the  rest of the  posse to show  up.  Join  the
    search...   together, we'll  find that  lost soul."  The P.A.   system
    made a  <zzzzzaaaaaaapppp> sound  then Hill  cursed softly  before the
    microphone clicked off.
    
    The group  of ::FRIENDS  were still  looking up  at the ceiling, where
    the speaker  for the  P.A.   system was,  all murmuring their concerns
    for Hill and saying a quiet prayer that he hadn't been electrocuted.
    
    "OH  MY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  came an  exclamation  from  the interior  of
    Jen's cubicle.   The crew hurried to  the entrance of the  cube to see
    what was  happening.   Kristy had  the bottom  drawers of two 4-drawer
    filing  cabinets open.   In  one, Mark  James was  slowly sitting  up,
    blinking his eyes  in a sheeplike  manner.  In  the other, Matt  Bagdy
    was snoring (rather loudly), Jen's teddy  bear clutched tightly in his
    arms.
    
    Rachel and Ben  had heard the  exclamation through the  phone and were
    valiantly trying  to get  someone's attention  so they  could find out
    what was  happening.   Somewhat tinny  shouts of  "Hey!!!   You guys!!
    Will someone *PLEASE*  pick up this  doggone phone and  tell us what's
    going on!?!?!?!?!" echoed in the stillness of  Jen's office.  The roar
    of the  motorcycles had  faded as  the three  Hell's Angels'  wannabes
    rode out to the lobby to meet the  investigation team and help out, so
    all was quiet once again in the office area.
    
    Mark stretched  out his  cramped, tired  limbs and  climbed out of the
    file cabinet drawer, then grinned sheepishly.   "I guess I overslept a
    bit," he explained.  "The shipping guys  were supposed to tell me when
    I'd arrived."
    
    Seth, attempting to take  all this in, raised an  eyebrow and smirked.
    Melissa,  happy to  see Mark,  shoved her  way through  the  crowd  of
    people  and  flung  herself  at  Mark  and  greeted  him  with  a  big
    *SMOOOOOOCH* as is her trademark.  The  spectators were treated to the
    revealing of even  a little *more*  leg than was  already visible when
    Melissa had to  stand on her  tiptoes to wrap  her arms around  Mark's
    neck.  Tracie balked at the little  scene, then said, "Markie, did you
    bring my concert tickets?!?!?"
    
    At that moment, Dawnne Santos, who had  earlier called in sick, peered
    over the  cubicle wall  of the  next office  over.   All heads  turned
    toward Dawnne and she  had the good grace to blush.   "I felt guilty,"
    she said, her  face a bright  pink from all  the stares everyone  else
    bestowed on her.
    
    <tap> <tap> <tap> came the noise of the  P.A.  system again.  "This is
    Special Investigator  Liz Jeffries  speaking.   Where are  the rest of
    you  clowns!?   Get  your  bodies to  the  main lobby  *RIGHT*  *NOW*.
    Mary-Lynn will inform you of the areas you  are to search for Jen when
    you arrive.  I'm hitting the parking  lot with the motorcycling trio."
    A frazzled <zzzzzaaaaaaaappppppp>  sounded from the P.A.   just before
    it clicked off again.
    

    Dawnne's eyes  widened suddenly, then made a slight squeak as the chair
    she  was standing on decided to start rolling away from the side of the
    cubicle  wall.  A rather loud, but slightly muffled (due to the carpet)
    crash  was  heard  from  the  next  cubicle  over.   Kermit snorted and
    grumbled  as  the noise of Dawnne's fall caused his brow to furrow.  He
    squirmed  around  trying to get comfortable again, then abruptly sat up
    and  looked  around,  hands  at  the  ready to do highly-skilled karate
    damage to anyone or anything nearby.  

    Sush, Manny, and Mark all rushed out of Jen's cubicle and around to the
    other side of the cluster of cubes to make sure that Dawnne hadn't hurt
    herself  badly.   Dawnne was vigorously rubbing her left shin, a pained
    expression on her lovely face.  She looked up as she saw three pairs of
    feet  and  legs  standing  in  the  doorway  to  the cubicle and smiled
    guiltily.   "I  banged  my  shin on the filing cabinet.  Typical of me,
    huh?"

    Meanwhile, Kermit relaxed a bit, after realising  he had no need to be
    in a  defensive stance/sit,  and climbed  out of  the filing  cabinet.
    Then as he went to run his fingers  through his hair, he realised that
    he  was still  clutching Jen's  teddy bear.   He  grinned  and  looked
    around  at Kristy, Seth, Tracie, Melissa, and Lori.  Everyone smiled at
    Kermit,  and  waited to see what he would do next.  He handed the teddy
    bear to Seth and said, "Just hold Pooky and tell him everything will be
    all-right."

    Tracie and  Melissa  sidled closer to Seth and were cooing and giggling
    over  how  cute  and ruffled Pooky was.  Kristy snickered and muttered,
    "Pooky  isn't  anywhere  near  as  cute  as Sethypooh." Seth's eyes met
    Kristy's and he glared at her.  

    "I am *NOT* 'cute'.  You're lying!" Seth exclaimed.

    Melissa and  Tracie  turned  their  attention  to Pooky's keeper.  They
    smiled  broadly, and each hugged Seth tightly.  Melissa said, "Seth....
    Kristy  is  right.   You're  a good-looking guy! If you weren't, do you
    think  Tracie and I would've worn the clothes we're wearing so we could
    impress you???"

    Tracie piped up, "Don't answer that!"

    Kermit was quietly listening to the  conversation, but looked somewhat
    frustrated.   Finally he  sighed deeply,  and shook  his head.   "Hey,
    dude, chill out.   You're a stud and all  the ladies know it.   I know
    it's tough to handle, but try to live  with it, OK?" Then he turned to
    Kristy and asked, "Have you  seen Jen?  Why is there a  party going on
    in her office?"

    Kristy looked  at Kermit kind of blankly, then stated, "Well, we're all
    trying to find her.  Rachel and Ben are waiting on the phone to talk to
    her and no one seems to have a clue as to where she is.  I suppose it's
    possible she got lost on the way into work or something..."

    The distant  rumble  of  motorcycle  engines grew louder, then faded as
    Gina,  Liz,  Paul  and  Joyce bombed by in their search of the facility
    grounds.   Chunks  of  dirt,  grass,  and rocks pelted the glass of the
    nearby windows, kicked up by the rampaging cyclists.

    <tap> <tap>  <tap> sounded  the P.A.   system  once more.  "All-right,
    you  twits!    Where  the  hell  are  you!?!?!?!?    This  is  Special
    Investigator Mary-Lynn  Belforti.   Get your  lazy butts  down to  the
    lobby  *NOW*  or  else you're  all  history!!!!!    Hill, here,  needs
    medical attention....   or  mouth-to-mouth resuscitation  at the  very
    least!"  A  crackling  <zzzzzzaaaaaaappppppp>  sounded from  the  P.A.
    speaker as the mic was shut off.

    Seth chuckled softly and muttered, "We're all pretty much toast anyway,
    so  why  should  we  bother  helping to find Jen.  That's a job for the
    grunts.  Not the likes of me." He gave Tracie and Melissa each a gentle
    squeeze,  then  said  quietly,  "I have other things to attend to," and
    smiled  enigmatically  at them.  They smiled back, obviously thoroughly
    caught up in the sincerity and enchantment of his smile.

    Lori heard  the  hushed  voices  of  Manny,  Sush, Mark, and Dawnne and
    made  her  way  through  the stacks of paper in Jen's office out to the
    corridor  in  search of them.  The snail had managed to make its way up
    to  the  top  of the cubicle wall once again, and sat there, snickering
    quietly.   As  Lori  rounded  the  corner  of  the  cubicle,  she  came
    face-to-face,  and  body-to-body with Sush, who was walking in front of
    Manny,  Dawnne,  and Mark.  The five of them teetered, grabbing at each
    other  to regain their balance, only to cause more imbalance, then they
    all  crumpled  to  the  floor  in  a  heap.  Lori took advantage of the
    situation and started a tickle fight.  The others were already laughing
    because  of  the mishap and quickly joined in.  Dawnne's earlier injury
    was  completely  forgotten  in the mayhem that ensued during the tickle
    fights,  screeches  and  giggles of delight filling the air and driving
    everyone else around them totally bonkers! :)

    				<< to be continued >>

    Meanwhile out in the facility grounds Liz Jeffries was briefing Gina, 
    Paul and Joyce on Jen's whereabouts. Liz explained to the three amigo's,
    that rumors were Jen may have gone home sick, "I know Jen wouldn't go home
    sick, she's too dedicated to her job......she has Ken Olsen's picture
    all over her office...she's begged to work two jobs within DEC....her best
    friend was a VAXmate....she had the Digital logo tatoo'd on her arms...
    she...." abruptly Joyce covers Liz's mouth and with a strong italian
    accent replied "We get the picture, me and the gang here will go and check 
    out her house"

    "Can I come with you guys" replied Liz "I'm a rebel, ready to ride!" Paul's
    eyes widen, perverted thoughts started going thru his mind when suddenly 
    Joyce smacks the back of his head bringing him back to reality. Gina 
    frowning on the idea tells Liz "Only experience riders can come" ....
    casually Gina walks to her bike....it was a strange walk....a walk that 
    a cowboy would do after a long day at the saddle...in fact all three had 
    that same walk as they approach thier motorcycles. While revving the 
    engines on thier bikes, you could see the excitment building in thier faces.
    With a blink of an eye they were gone, only leaving a trail of dust behind.
    As Liz turned, she felt someone grabbing her arm........



    Back inside the building, Kermit took it upon himself to round up the
    troops and head to the main lobby. It was a task in itself to breakup
    the tickle fight that Lori, Mark, Dawnne, Manny and Sush were having.
    Kermit knew that once he got in the tickle fight, there was no way of 
    getting out. He then got an idea once he glance over towards Melissa and 
    Tracie, he would try and steer the attention away from the tickle fight 
    and have it on Melissa and Tracie who were dressed in a seductive mannar.
    But what about the woman? Melissa and Tracie would not have any effect
    on Dawnne or Lori...Kermit knew what he had to do....he was reluctant
    at first to do it ...last time a woman saw him in his bikini briefs
    she attacked them, screaming frantically "I want you!!".....but he knew 
    what he had to do it....he could only pray that the situation would not
    get out of control.....
    


    At Jen's office, Kristy quickly realized that Ben and Rachel was still
    on the phone. As she was ready to speak, she overheard all the suggestive 
    comments that were going back and forth. Kristy never knew that such 
    comments would of aroused her interest, her mind started to wandered off.
    Visions of romance and cozy encounters filled her mind ...but yet she
    could not make out the facial image of this man that she was with...
    In her vision, she drew closer to this man in order to get a better
    look at his face. As she approach him she realized who he was...... 
    


    At the lobby, Mary-Lynn knew that she had to get help quick for Hill.
    He was still knocked out from the electric shock that he took from
    the microphone. M-L quickly called the nurses station asking for help,
    the woman on the other line said she would come down as soon as possible.
    Mary-Lynn.....with her hair all frizzled up, her face all black due to 
    the electrical shock that she recieve from the microphone......look
    at her nails and screamed "Damn, I broke a finger nail" 
    
    "Hi...you called for a nurse" said a voice behind the counter, M-L
    turned towards the voice only to find that it was no other than Linda
    Lobov! "What are you doing here" replied M-L, Linda smiled and said
    "The nurse called in sick so they called the Temp office and they sent 
    me down"....M-L, still upset over her fingernails ask Linda " Do you
    have any medical experience???"......"No" replied Linda " But I like
    working with people" "Where can I put my medical bag at?" Linda asked.
    "You can put it next to that microphone over there" replied M-L "But
    don't touch the....."  <zzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaappppppppp>

    
    Liz, not knowing who was grabbing her arm, instinctively flip the person
    over. "Giri!" shouted Liz as she noticed that it was none other than
    Girish Naik. "Are you okay??" asked Liz, Girish replied "I was until
    you flip me!" "Well you shouldn't sneakup on people like that" exclaimed
    Liz "What are you doing here???" "Well I was waiting for Joe Mcgee to show
    up so we can go to the local Indian reservation and chase all the Indian 
    girls around just like the old days" replied Girish with a devilish smile

    As the three amigos were heading to Jen's house on thier motorcycles, Paul 
    noticed that Joyce had her tongue out. He thought to himself how seductive
    Joyce looked with her tongue hanging out....she must really want me..... 
    even her eyes are rolling .... Joyce immediately pulled over, removing her
    helmet off. Quickly Paul and Gina pulls besides Joyce, "Whats wrong??"
    asked Gina.....Joyce trying to gasp for air explained that the wind was 
    pulling her helmet back causing the straps to choke her neck... "but Paul
    kept giving me goggly looks instead of helping me!!!" Both women looked 
    at Paul....Paul feeling so foolish replied "Hey I thought Joyce was just
    enjoying the ride!"





    As Kermit came back with only his bikini briefs on, everyone stopped and 
    stared in disbelief.....as planned Lori and Dawnne stopped the tickle
    fight but they were not the only ones ...... Sush, Manny and Mark also
    stopped with a look of horror in thier faces .... Melissa and Tracie
    feeling annoyed that the guys weren't looking at them, turned to see 
    what the whole deal was, then they too stared in astonishment. There 
    stood a man, a man who looked like any other young hot bloodied american 
    male but yet there was something different about him....something that 
    would make any man shiver with fright.....here stood a man with a metal
    bikini brief on...all locked and chained......so secure that even the best
    of locksmiths could not unlocked it......how could such a thing happen....
    
    As the men looked, they thought how tragic this was, but as the women 
    looked, they thought how could he ever go to the bathroom with that 
    on...... Kermit realizing that he got everyone's attention blurted
    out "We have to go to the main lobby and help search for Jen!!! " yet
    he knew that he was not getting thru to them, they were still stunned
    by the secured metal bikini briefs.......Kermit knew he had to explain
    why he had them on. "You see ...... I've been cursed by a woman that 
    I dated awhile back...she said that if she couldn't have me then no
    woman can....only until I find true love will I be able to break from
    this curse...its been difficult though....especially when the woman
    find out I can't do .....you know....the wild thing..."





    "Oh no!" yelled M-L " I can't believe this, first Hill and now Linda.
    This isn't my day, now I have to find a way to revive these two."
    "Maybe a little massage therapy might work" said a southern accent
    voice.....as M-L turned she noticed Annie Dillon standing with Jo
    Barrows. "What is all the commotion about?" asked Jo "and what happen
    to your hair and face!" "Don't ask!!" replied M-L "Right now we to need 
    to get Hill and Linda to the hospital, do you have a car??" Annie 
    smiled and said "Do I have a car!! I sure do!! and wait till you see it"
    
    As the three women walked outside, thier stood a convertible pink cadillac
    with the southern flag raised in the back seat. "What a car!" replied
    M-L "Can I get in it???" "Sure" said Annie. The three women hopped into
    the car, forgetting that Hill and Linda was still inside the building 
    unconscious. Jo turned on the radio and inserted a tape with the song
    "Born to be Wild" All three woman began laughing hysterically and sang
    the chorus to the top of thier lungs...suddenly the sound of police sirens
    were in the distance.....Jo looked at Annie .... Annie looked at Jo....
    Annie then started up the car and pressed down on the gas pedal causing  
    the rear tires to burn rubber....as the car took off, the glove compartment
    door opened flinging a 44 MAGNUM pistol unto M-L's lap.....in the distance
    the police radio continued to broadcast the message...."Attention all 
    cruisers, be in the look out for a 85 convertible pink cadillac with
    two woman on it....they have been on a rampage ever since coming out of
    a movie premiere of "Thelma and Liouse"........they are considered arm 
    and dangerous....."  

    
    Hi!!
    
    Just wanted to let everyone know that it could be days before I write 
    the next part, also if you haven't seen your name in the story it 
    might be because I have you in a upcoming scene that I haven't written
    yet.....here are a few names for some upcoming scenes...
    
    DOM (Bob)
    Don Casey
    Holly Taylor
    Heidi Mollenhauer
    Mike Stillwell
    
    By the way I don't mind people sending me mail giving me ideas for 
    other story lines.....  :-)
    
    Manny
    

     I guess this topic died a slow death since Kristy has left and we have
    yet to hear form ABACUS::MELENDEZ 
    
    Most of the folks in the story are also gone.....
    
    Where have all the flowers gone

    
    Damn !
    
    	Just when the story was beginning to .... um eh  ( whatever... )
    
    	Don't we have a ghost writer who can kinda continue in the same
    vein......
    
    	If completed I feel its a dead ringer for Pullitzers ( fiction
    catg. of course.... )
    
    Ravi.

    
    
    Well, I think it's time to start a new 'Lifestyles of the NSR&F'
    story.  First we need to decide who shall play each of us....
    
    Please respond here with the 'famous' person you would like to play the
    roll of the 'not so famous' you in our story.
    
    I'll start....I'd like to be portrayed by Lilly Tomlin. :*)
    
    
    (I always wanted to be that funny!)
    Terrie
    

    
    
    
    	I'd like to be portrayed by Clint Eastwood. I always wanted to look
    that cool under pressure. :)
    
    
    chico

Dan Ackroyd - Something of a cross between Dragnet, Sneakers, and Neighbors

    
    
    I'ld like to be prtrayed by Harrison Ford... i should be so roguish
    and suave....
    
    
    Chris
    :)

    I'd like to be portrayed by Michelle Pfeifer...she's the only one who
    can portray my complicated character :-)
    
    
    Tina

    
    
    
    I think your being Catty.....
    
    :)
    Chris