Subject: Re: [FFML] [SPAMFIC] Ukyo and Ryoga
From: rbarnes@moscow.com (Bob Barnes)
Date: 9/20/1997, 9:25 PM
To: KLEPPE@execpc.com (Gary Kleppe)
CC: fanfic@fanfic.com


Gary,

I refuse to spam the FFML with direct discussion of this relationship.

Soooo....

Wouldn't the world be a wonderful place if this sets a precident?  Could
people actually start making argumentative points by incorporating them into
stories? Could the FFML one day become free of spam? . . . . . Naw... not
even in a story.

	The computer next to the dining table beeped. Ryoga checked the
display. "There's a voice E-mail. I'll put it on the speaker."

	The electronically-synthesized voice filled the room. "Hi, Dad!
Hi, Mom! Just wanted to let you know that Sachiko and I will be coming
for the weekend like we said. The kids are coming, too. They're home
>from college, and eager to see Grandpa and Grandma. See you then!"

	Ryoga hit the save button. "That's nice. It'll be good to see
them again."

This caught me completely by surprise... I nearly fell out of my chair
laughing. Yes! It just seems so plausible.


	"Yeah," Ukyo said. "It has been a while, hasn't it."

	Ryoga went back to his food, picking out the bits of pork. Ukyo
was probably right, it would work sooner or later. He just had to give
it a little more time.

I'm a softy at heart, I guess. If it were me, sometime around about the time
they were playing with their great grandchildren, I'd have them realize the
plan wasn't likely to work, but decide their lives weren't completely
wasted, after all.

Even trancendentally stubborn people might eventually get a tiny clue, eh?

Best,


Bob Barnes
rbarnes@moscow.com
Moscow, Idaho

When opportunity comes, the trick is to CATCH the red hat.