Inferno #06
03 декабря 2004 |
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Events - Serpukhov Festival ParaDiGMus party 2003. Afterparty.
ParaDiGMus party 2003 Cusick / Sinclair Club (Part 2) __________________________________________ There was nowhere to go. Go at night in Moscow, where criminal situation leaves poor, [;)] also did not want. So that we Alone Coder'om remains in College to help the organizers with the cleaning. Trying to persuade a night watchman to leave us for the night, closing to lock in any class, failed. I would normally sleep off in a quiet place. The prospect of a night on the streets of Serpukhov reel does not suit, because I have not slept for almost three days. We helped the organizers with the cleaning and placement of equipment into place. Digging in the closet, Dmitri made my choice Several prizov.Vybirat was not anything else, only a pile of boxes with licensed software for PC.YA surprised: "What is it? This prizes? And for what it is Spectrum'istu? Do sponsors could not afford anything should another? ". Dmitriy twisted:" I confident that this software can successfully sell. "Well, do nothing, there was no other alternative, had vzyat.Mozhet really can gain by selling for $ 100? Serpukhov plunged into twilight. Sleep on the street or in the stairwell did not want. I had to ask for help from the organizers. Maybe someone will agree to us shelter on a concrete nochleg.Nichego no promise could not. Attempts to persuade vahtershu leave us until the morning in some classroom were not successful. I'm tired backpack. Prize box persistently resisted. Alone Coder I soothed, saying that there is no need to be upset, somehow slay till morning, and there with the first train to Moscow Dvina. In the lobby waiting for us with a good Pr0mus News: "If you can not find accommodation with someone of the organizers, at the extreme case can come back here. "After reading wonder in our eyes, he added: "I do not worry, I'm all settled. " The street was already about twenty-three hours, a cold wind blew. All went in different directions, someone drove a car in Obolensk. I, along with Alone Coder'om and Mikhail Kiselyov, who helped with the conduct of party, went in the direction vokzala.Nam three were on the road puti.V conversation. Michael, referring to the meager size of one-bedroom apartment, offered to spend the night at his home, unless, of course, my mother had gone to cottage. The apartment was empty, that I unspeakably great. Treat noodles and tea, we AlCo lay down on the couch and immediately fell asleep. Closer to midday I was awakened by Michael reminding our desire to walk in Serpukhov for inspection of local attractions. On its proposal to show us the city we could not refuse and, in my opinion, rightly so, as he professional historian and familiar with the history of their native land. Marched through ul.Voroshilova to the water tower, and then came to the church of St. Nicholas White. The gates were closed, workers in hard hats engaged in outdoor restavratsiey.Dvoe priests observe what is happening, and obviously interested in our appearance. One of the workers asked me: "Sorry, you want something? "I explained that we are interested in visiting and local hramami.Lyubopytny interlocutor was not satisfied:" Excuse me, but you have something to do with the clergy? ". He was referring to my facial hair. I do not confused, because such issues had heard before. Disappointing clergy, we moved towards the chapel, which was also closed. Walked across the bridge of the Lenin Komsomol, the street Proletarian, turned to Shurupovskomu bridge. Returning to the train station, walked on the street. Volodarskogo Serpeyke to the river, which is so overgrown that a land bridge it was barely visible. On the way there were two churches, but we had not gone. One old a nun, seeing me, hurried over to meet us, and for some reason I wanted to hurry retire, and we did. As soon returned home to Michael, so relax a bit and pick up their belongings. After shaking his hand at parting serpuhovchaninu hospitable, and went on Station. In the area of fifteen hours we Alone Coder'om got into the train and went to Moscow. On the way to any conductor and the auditors were not, so all my lectures on stowaway travel AlCo not useful. In order not to go through the station fence I offered to leave a little earlier, at Metro Tzaritzyno. But this was just as no better and perhaps worse - round tall fence and turnstile at the entrance / exit. There was nothing, had to crawl under turnstiles. In the subway got on the train and went to direction residence Shiru Otaku / ANGEL2. AlCo with the words, I learned that Shiru - nice guy: is engaged in music, graphics and programming ZX. They have long been familiar correspondence, and we will be happy to Shiru see, or at least, Alone Coder'a. Ignoring my new card, AlSo took advantage of his from 1986 goda.Popetlyav on city streets, we got to the promised doma.Nakonets something I could throw a backpack and a little breather. Code lock the access door would not yield, we had half an hour to sit on street, waiting for someone enters or leave. Climbing the stairs to the apartment doors and making a few clicks bell, we waited. There was a fumbling, the lock, and appeared in the doorway a young man of about twenty years. Tousled hair and a screwed-up eyes expressing recent awakening from sleep. Cheerless greeting, short acquaintance, and Now, we're already in the apartment. Inside, as usual, nothing supernatural: in the center of the room a large table with edge of the window sofa against the opposite wall bookcase in the far corner of the window yet sofa, nightstand with a telephone. In the room Shiru, a window, a small table on which sits a PC. Bunch of scattered CDs and no sign of presence of the ZX Spectrum. The walls, parallel to each other, there are two beds. Located in the hall, we talked to different themes, mostly about computers. In more conversation could have Alone Coder'a and Shiru Otaku, I was interested in only issue ZX. On the other did not want to talk. Tired of useless conversation, I decided to do more useful work by moving to kuhnyu.V backpack was everything you need except the gas stove and kettle :) About eleven o'clock, I called Cr0acker'u, and then Vladimir Bulchukeyu with sole purpose - to settle for the night. Vladimir, in contrast to the previous respondents, almost immediately agreed, and when he learned that he Alone Coder is a thirty minute walk from his house, immediately invited our guests. While I wrote down the address and route, Shiru said pivotal phrase: "If you want you can spend the night in me. "At that moment I thought that Shiru really nice guy! Plunging into the cool night, illuminates car headlights, we headed to Vladimir. The call did not work. The door opened, not waiting for our rukoprikladstv.Skinuv shoes in a small corridor, we passed a small, single room, which divided cabinet. On the one hand - spread out the window sofa, TV and stand. On the other side of the cabinet ctoyat two tables, a chair and something else, due to blockage of various market really can not tell. Here also there are two computer. Perpendicular cupboard is another cupboard full of different books. Everywhere pasted printed on a dot matrix printer, mini-plakatiki, dedicated platform ZX. After dating Alone Coder and Wlodek proceed to the main parts - the long-term dialogue, falling asleep each other questions. Especially in this distinguished AlCo. Communicate with Vladimir I could not, he politely asked not to intervene: "We you do not know the first year, and I hope that we will have an opportunity to talk, but Alone Coder - is quite another case. Nobody knows if I'll have another opportunity to talk with him. "I had Wlodek'a leave alone. Lounging on sofa, I silently watched proishodyashim, sometimes interfering with the conversation, if he something touched my person. So imperceptibly midnight. Vladimir turned Pentagon. Since that time the work of his ZX-BBS. Filled the floppy disk with the new soft'om now up in the morning. Later Twenty minutes a Spectrum'ist rang with ZX-modem. Wishing them good night and refusing to overnight, we went obratno.Vozvraschenie It seemed a short, probably because of positive emotions and good mood. Shiru not sleep and it seems, is not going to do it. The activity AlCo it was evident that he had the same intentions. He said he was not going to sleep vovse.Ya same in contrast, wanted to sleep as much as possible to opportunities not constraining the owner. Know thus tea, we moved closer to computer. I moved closer to the bed, which almost immediately fell asleep. True, before sedated asked Shiru Otaku burn me a CD-R collection of MOD-files. Now it will be something to listen to my General Sound-512K! Early in the morning, around the beginning of the seventh, I was awakened by cries Alone Coder'a, that something said loudly. Sleepy I did not really make out what it was. Remember he quickly packed up and went to the station, on the early train. A few AlCo minutes back, probably forgot something. Wishing him a good road, I turned on the other side and fell asleep. Xoroshenko sleep off and thanking Shiru for their hospitality, I went to clothing market Izmailovsky. Pretty dog-tired endless walking with a backpack on their shoulders, I console myself that prices everywhere identical. Bypass the second half of the market I did not want, especially after tchebourek eaten. With a sense of accomplishment and a denim shirt for 300 rubles. I went to Metro Cherkizovskaya. I had to go no less than thirty minutes, but I was not upset, since nothing more to detain me in This bustling gorode.Ya back home! Beating vzabravshis fences and onto the platform, quietly sat in the middle wagon trains, next to "Golutvina - terminus. Train, next to Ryazan, was on a nearby table, she sent puti.Po Golutvinskiy later, so I will be an antidote to the supervisors and auditors. Until Golutvina got no problems. Not leaving the platform for some fresh air. Less than twenty minutes gone continue to train in Ryazan, which already seen in Moscow at Paveletsky station. It is unclear why, but back home for some reason it is always easier. Maybe you get used to the constant moving. The appearance of the controller you almost do not care. Speak calmly, evenly, or leisurely and confidently move to the other car. Such behavior affects supervisors magicheski.Vremenami seemed to me that they worry a lot more than I do, and want their soon left alone. A few hours of sleep, and I'm in Ryazan. On telegraph station, call the city - 2 rubles. minute. Before midnight, was about an hour. Alone Coder has not slept. There was hope that I will not be bored at the station to six in the morning. Calling AlCo: "Well say, the night you take? ". On the other end of the wire a short pause: "Mm-m-m. Well come. Address remember? ". I do not really address well remembered, had to wander a bit on the night of Ryazan, swarming, "Gopnik and "Redneck." On the way, went to the store where I was "bored" footy fans views of strong drinks. Took me cool. It was late night, and all the household was asleep. While AlCo recorded floppy disks, I sat on the sofa, and then lay down. Woke up at five in the morning. We quickly packed up and grabbing svezhezapisannye floppy, I went back. It's cold and empty. Already dawning. He reached the station, and farther along the same scheme - got into the train and rode to the city Michurinsk. Closer to noon today announced landing train "Michurinsk - Voronezh. Go out with station to the platform, and there - control. No tickets to the cars are not allowed. There are such content checkers, smiling. Probably hope that no one's free will not work. Their hopes were realized. I walked around the compound with the other hand, quickly climbed over a six-foot fence and calmly walked into the car. No raids were not, and could not be. The town is small and poor - all around the hut and the house is not above the second floor. As always on this path segment going slowly, and so long. Station names seem familiar. Expect that at all soon'll go on a familiar platform and inhale a full breath fresh air of the native home. The trip lasted more than four hours. "We arrive at the final station" Voronezh-1. "Please do not forget your belongings" - Said an already familiar female voice, which occurs quite often in different trains. Perhaps this digital recording. Or tape ... This feeling is familiar: just emerged from the car, crossed the bridge, and a impression that went nowhere. Completely immersed in the rhythm of urban life, forget about the sleepless nights and hassle. Immediately went to Sinclair Club. Go only seven minutes. Opened the door, threw the backpack, including tea, took a floppy disk, ran ZX Spectrum. All back on track. Xochetsya hope that this is not the last ride ParaDiGMus, and next year will have the opportunity to go there snova.Xorosho there was a good or bad? To judge you, dear reader. Me one thing is clear - if there will again be the same prizes, it is unlikely that I'll have a burning desire to go snova.Luchshe opener would give the company "Pepsi", as it did on CaFe'2002. It would be even some applications. Let's hope that in the future, the organizers would react to the awarding of a little more serious.
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