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

[ABlainey at aol.com]

Welcome back Harvey, That is some serious list of credentials you have 
amassed. Congrats on the latest.

Alex



In a message dated 06/11/2003 06:27:48 GMT Daylight Time, 
mail at harveynewstrom.com writes:


> 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."
> 
> 

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