[extropy-chat] VR-BAR: Harv's back!

[Brett Paatsch]

Harvey wrote:

> Harv's slumped form lifted up off the table as he counted
> on his fingers, "Chasm, cytoplasm, ectoplasm, endoplasm,
> grokasm, orgasm, phantasm, plasm, protoplasm, sarcasm,
> spasm, ...um..." He wiggled his fingers trying to coax more
> knowledge out of the air.  "Er, ...as 'em, has 'em, jazz 'em,
> pizzazz 'em, raz 'em, razzamatazz  'em..."  The blond and
> brunette just stared at him wide-eyed.  Even the slime-mold
> had stopped undulating.
> 
> "What?  Too far?"  Harv looked at them questioningly.  "You
> didn't like 'grokasm'?"
> 
> The blond's jaw hung open.  Throat muscles moved, but
> there was no sound.  A piece of sushi slipped from an
> interrupted pair of chopsticks.  Silence echoed between
> songs.  Somewhere on a distant dance-floor a cyberdog
> howled.
> 
> The brunette recovered first.  "We thought you were dead."
> 
> Harv tilted his head even further than usual.
> 
> "We've been letting the slime-mold extract your decaying
> bodily fluids," the blond finally was able to speak. 
> 
> Harv snapped his head up straight as he scowled at the
> slime-mold, who by this time had quietly oozed half-way to
> the opposite side of the table.
> 
> "We would have shared your queued-up drinks with you,"
> the brunette stammered defensively, "if, um, you know, we
> had known you were alive."
> 
> "What time is it?" Harvey looked at the nanotattoo of a 
> watch on his wrist.
> 
> "It's been four months since you were last conscious in here,"
> the blond declared, "You were drinking that drink and 
> logged off mad."  
> 
> Harv picked up the empty bottle of Rip van Winkle's Zombie-
> Maker and scrolled the label display to reveal the ingredients.  
> "It's either a very hard Long Island Iced Tea or a very soft 
> cryopreservative... with artificial  flavorings."  The robotender
> picked up the empty bottle as soon as it was set down, and 
> then was gone.  His voice floated behind him very faintly and 
> very fast, "Drinking this beverage confirms legal consent to
> all label disclaimers. Suing prohibited by bar policy.  Please
> drink responsibly."
> 
> "I remember fighting in here," Harv said, setting down the bottle
> and  looking around.  "But it seems quiet now."  He turned his 
> hovering chair all the way around before facing the table again. 
> "Wow.  They fixed all the damage and remodeled the place."
> 
> "That's it?  You're back now?"  The brunette poured more
> sake into three little cups and pushed one of them toward Harv.
> The blond resumed sushi consumption.  The music continued.
> 
> "If I have time."  Harvey tossed back the first sake in one gulp.
> "I've been busy in the real world.  I got my more certifications
> for my security work.  My partner got more hardware wired
> into his heart.  And his mother is entering the final stages of 
> total memory failure."
> 
> The brunette sympathetically poured more sake for Harv.
>  The slime-mold flowed back to its usual position.  The blonde
> paused the chopsticks, looking expectantly at Harv.
> 
> "But otherwise..."  He took sip of sake and paused thoughtfully.
>  "Yeah. I'm back."
> 
> -- 
> Harvey Newstrom, CISSP, CISA, CISM, IAM, IBMCP, GSEC
> Certified IS Security Pro, Certified IS Auditor, Certified InfoSec
> Manager, NSA Certified Assessor, IBM Certified Consultant, 
> SANS Certified GIAC
> <HarveyNewstrom.com> <Newstaff.com> 

Welcome back Harvey!!! What a very fine return and a welcome 
addition you make to the revamped bar/salon. It matters little if
one goes away mad and comes back additionally certified if that
one is Harvey Newstrom. We are a  better bigger we now for
your return :-)

Cheers, 
Brett