camilo, john, terri, steve, lisa, tom, george Subject: Re: My desk is on fire In-Reply-To: camilo@cis.ohio-state.edu's message of Tue, 13 Aug 1991 15: 01:51 GMT Message-ID: Organization: Ohio State Computer Science P.S. Steve, can I bum a ride off of you to george's luncheon. Sure, but only if John and Terri will ride in the back seat with you in the middle. I want to sell tickets for the rest of the seats and enjoy the fight on the way to and from lunch... Scene I: The Trip [Fade in from black. Establishing long shot of highway. Slowly follow and then zoom in to a station wagon on the road. As we get closer the song "99 Bottles Of Homebrew Beer On The Wall" is heard, around the 53rd chorus.] [Cut to interior medium shot of car.] [in passenger seat] George: Are we there yet? [in drivers seat] Steve: Almost. George: How about now? Steve: Soon. George: Now? Steve: We ... [Steve is interupted as a nondescript object from the back bounces off his head] Hey! You guys cut that out back there! Don't make me have to turn around! [from back seat] Terri: Well he started it. John: Did not. She did. Terri: I did not. It was him. [This continues as they start to throw small objects at each other. Unfortunately, Camilo keeps getting hit with stray projectiles since he is strapped in the child seat between John and Terri] Camilo: Cut it OUT! Can't you see I'm in the middle of finalizing my deal with Tom? I'm going to get his motorcycle, and helmet, and he's going to get my dump truck and Gnip Gnop game. [At the mention of the word 'Gnip Gnop', Tom peaks his head over the seat from the back of the wagon, and with a gleeful expression, begins flinging any loose objects at the others. They in turn start flinging all objects back towards him. This processed for another ten or fifteen seconds until Tom yells "I win" and disappears out of sight again.] Steve: George and I have had about enough of you. If you all don't start behaving like big system programmers and operators then I'll turn this car around right this moment. [from a location somewhere in the car that is never quite clear -- there are several open maps strewn about, books, comic books, a bag of chocolate somethings, several calculators (Sharp, HP, and a few other varieties), a compass (one of each type), a french curve, an x-acto knife and a toy frog] Lisa: If we take the next exit, and go for 23.4 miles (37.65762 km) and go to route 32 and stay in the right hand lane for another 10 miles (16.093 km) we could decrease the ETA by 0:01:13.32 while having an effective fuel economy of 32.1 MPG (195.548 km/l) (using a linear model estimate for fuel economy decrease due to continued operation). Suddenly, Frank runs out of time, and the story abruptly ends...