A strange thing happened the day after Christmas...

"A Bugbrand Weevil 08, showed up and knocked on my door this morning. He was very cute, and the weather outside, was very cold. I invited him in.

I gave him a standard greeting, and introduced him to my Mattson Mini Modular, whereupon, I said I would go fetch some tea.

Well, wondrous things do often come to pass and never cease to amaze me, on my way back up the stairs, I heard a very perturbable conversation ensuing...

Luckily, I was able to capture it in a quicktime blip, as well as a written transcript.

The conversation went as follow, please read transcription concurrently with the audio rendition [launch, listen and read the following translation while playing]:

"Hello"
"Hello"
"What's up?"
" Well......."
"(Let's) Hang Out, Together ! "
(Sound of Laughter)"
"What the F@#%CK ! "
"Hell NO!"
"Boy Friend-Together-(let's) Hang Out !"
"Hell NO! (I've got to) Comb my Hair, Brush my Teeth, Wash my Face...."
"Bud Light-Bud Light-Bud Light, I'm so wasted ! " ( Begins to laugh like a Drunken Monkey)
"By the way..........HANG UP ! "
"Anyway..........."
"Good By " .....(Click)......
"Wow.............So What.............Oh What Ever..............."

Standing there, at the top of the Stair Case, with 3 Cups of Tea, a Machine 3 Sheets to the Wind, and my Jaw on the Floor, I was besides myself with a conundrum of condarned confusion............ That was no way for the MMM and the Weevil to be conducting themselves. Sensing my displeasure, at their apparent lack of civility, the MMM spun round seemingly trying to tell me something. Then I noticed it, he wasn't even patched in! He couldn't have been involved in that conversation, after all, he and I had been getting along grandly since his arrival a week ago...

I quickly arrived at the obvious conclusion: I had a Rude/ Drunk/ Schizophrenic Weevil.

OK, Mattson Mini Modular stays, Weevil has to go......any takers? (LOL)

Happy Holidays

Peace, JHVE
John H. Van Eaton
www.jhve.com
http://www.myspace.com/nocturnelament"