From: steve@Advansoft.COM (Steve Savitzky) [now steve@theStarport.org] Subject: A song Date: 21 Nov 90 21:11:25 GMT The Medium-sized Teddybear pops in, near the bar. For a moment as it arrives, there is an afterimage behind it of a larger, darker, and more dangerous-looking Bear; it almost seems to deflate. The bear has also neglected to allow for the differential posting velocity between here and alt.chatsubo, and quietly slams into a barstool. "Ouch!" With that the bear turns into Steve Savitzky, wearing a pained expression and still looking somewhat deflated. "Double gin, Mike, and some aspirin. My back is acting up again, and I really ought to spend the rest of the week in bed. Instead, I'm going to be running filking at Silicon[1]. I may live through it. "Anyway, what I really wanted to do was sing a song. I just wrote this, so it's maybe a little rough around the edges." He goes over to table 28X and picks up Snuggles. SOMEPLACE IN THE NET [2] Words & music copyright 1990 Stephen Savitzky All rights reserved. A D A D A There is a Place I heard of once, and wished that I could find E7 E7&6E7 E7 A E Where people listen to you when you say what's on your mind; A E7 D A G Where you can swap tall tales, or share a quiet drink with friends; E E6 E D A E A Where anything can happen, and the party never ends. I knew it wasn't anyplace but stories in a book, But now and then I'd pass a bar, drop in and take a look. Then I logged in to the network, in a group I'd never seen, And found what I'd been seeking, in the world behind the screen. DA E7 D A G Time and space are just a dream we dream when we're apart; E As4 A As2 A E Home is a welcome feeling deep inside the heart; DA E7 D A G Stranger's just a name for some old friend we haven't met; E7 D A E A When we're together someplace in the net. The Network's just a shadow-play of words upon a screen; But you can talk for hours with old friends you've never seen, In a world of words and dreams where only thoughts can roam, Where you can weave a fantasy and make it feel like home. (chorus) Some weave a magic cloak of words to shape their presence there: The Tiger and the Unicorn, the Tin Man and the Bear; Some weep for long-lost lovers, some laugh with new-made friends, And anything can happen where the party never ends. (chorus) (last chorus:) Time and space are not enough to keep good friends apart; Callahan's is just a name for somewhere in the heart; We'll drink a toast to friends we knew before we ever met; When we're together someplace in the net. Dedicated to the people of alt.callahans, the altnet, cyberspace. "Darnit, my brain is fried, so I'm probably not going to write any of those replies I intended to make. Aahz, Colleen says "you're welcome." Enigma, happy birthday (in case my email failed to reach you). Good luck on the job hunt, and hang in there. Liralen, virtual hugs." Steve hears someone toasting "To Friendship", and seconds it by pitching his now-empty glass into the fireplace, where it makes a merry crash. "Good night, folks; see you all next week." 1 Silicon: a science-fiction convention in San Jose the weekend after Thanksgiving. 2 When I get this thing transcribed, I'll figure out some way of posting the music. Really! -- \ --Steve Savitzky-- \ ADVANsoft Research Corp \ REAL hackers use an AXE! \ \ steve@advansoft.COM \ 4301 Great America Pkwy \ #include \ \ arc!steve@apple.COM \ Santa Clara, CA 95954 \ 408-727-3357 \ \__ steve@arc.UUCP _________________________________________________________ [current signature, as of Mon Jun 6 1994:] / Steve Savitzky \ the MandelBear \ w:415-496-5710 \ h:408-294-6492 \ /_ steve@crc.ricoh.COM \ http://www.crc.ricoh.com/people/steve/steve.html \ \ Cyberspace is an alternate universe where magic works. Free Cyberia! / \_______________________________________________________________________/