From: BINKLY::WEISENBACH "I ain't drunk, I'm just drinking! 03-May-1990 1333" 3-MAY-1990 13:47:58.95 To: @PIG.DIS CC: Subj: Did you RSVP? I can't remember... HEY! HEY! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! R SVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RS VP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSV P! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP ! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! RSVP! Get the message? The Pig Roast is on May 12th! The place is Lew's house in Southboro! Directions will be sent soon! Bring friends and family, and a palatable side-dish! More details soon! RSVP! Side-dishes are not that hard folks. Ideally they are things you would find at a picnic, whose main dish happened to be pork (America's other White Meat, as Mark reminded me) and beer. Did I mention there would be beer? Well, there will be, a fine brew at that! But back to the side-dishes: the theme this year, if there needs to be a theme, is, with the reduced demand bringing done the cost, Oat Bran. Yes, that now discredited cancer preventer will once more bask in the glow of dietary prominence, if only for the Pig Roast. Vegetables with oat bran, nachos with oat bran, deserts with oat bran, even poato salad with oat bran. All these would make excellent Pig Roast feast extenders. For wimps and for those who lack the proper logistics, chips and the like are acceptable. Someone, work it out among yourselves, should bring additional soda, just in case. Also, the more creative among you might want to remember our vegetarian friends. I hope this clears it up some. For those who were baffled by the last messages, I would say I was sorry if I cared. Some couldn't see the REGIS pig, others could see it but not read the text next to it - what a nightmare of incompatibilities. Also, noone could actually read the text in its entirety that followed the pig. And both messages contained the pig, even though I said the second wouldn't. Oh well, a thousand points of light. Now to answer some questions.... [1] No, we can't postpone it for a week. [2] A photograph of the GMX chip is available from Marco Zamora. [3] Second place for RSVP was a 60 way tie, between a lot of nice, prompt people. [4] The pig is resting comfortably at the pig-growing place, blissfully unaware of its magnificent destiny. [5] Yes, I got the message. [6] Huh? [7] Of course! That would be perfect! And so you... [8] Yes, got a volleyball net and everything. [9] The head is still attached. [10] Umm... generally no. [11] I kind of think things will go longer than 10pm, though my memory is a little fuzzy on that. Response has been good. People have even said they would show up at 3am to help cook! And the wood response has been truly touching. Some time next week there will be Wood Delivery Day. We may have enough wood to construct a pyramid of wood, to endow the fuel with mystical heat and extra special flavor. This is an ancient technique, first used in Egypt for funeral pyres of holy men. Not that they were interested in the extra flavor, of course. I believe that co-opting this method will yield a more existential barbeque, possibly warding off evil neighbors and nosy cops. If anybody would care to donate their crystal so that the power can be better focused... The numbers are a little fuzzy now, but a good sized porker will be needed. The only way to clear up the fuzziness is to shake off that mantle of indecsision and commit! I'm still looking for RSVP's from a lot of you! Remember, I know who you are (mostly). So RSVP now, or his Hugeness, the mighty Lew, will be looking for you. The tragedy of too little pork must not happen. Also, a verbal RSVP is good, but I won't remember it for long. So commit that RSVP to electronic paper and send it along. If you have already RSVP'ed, you don't have to do it again. By the way, try to put the number of people who are coming AND the number of people desiring to taste the quintessential pork barbeque (that only slow roasting over energized wood can produce) into ONE message. It can get pretty confusing. In conclusion, the next message you get from me will have directions to the Pig Roast party-palace that is the Lew home. Unless of course it contains more useless REGIS pigs with text a lot of you couldn't read. In that case the directions will follow later.