Squernookle! Yeah - It's me, Orson here. Just thought I'd harrass you all by spouting irrellivance at you! I've been requested by the faithless Dokster to write some important information for SE. So, sticking with tradition I thought I'd just say "Nur Nur Nur!!!" And swiftly into the brink... So, where do I start? ("...I don't know what to type...") Well, Since the last demo me and Dok made (Think it was "The Demo That Doesn't Begin With 'R' (Not R))", I've done absofuckinglutely nanty. Squib - Diddly - Neepsquatch - Nothing whatsoever speccy related. Bit of a shame, but no great loss ("Noo Orson - We love you" (Orson's dejected braincells trying to humour him)). I've got meself a PC (including, wait for it, a modem! (Christ - Orson on the net!)) So I've been whiling away the hours, looking for porn (ahem, me? a porn-freak like LaesQ??? ...Never!) (he he), spending countless hours on IRC freaking people out by pretending to be normal for about 4 seconds and then letting all my surrealness seep through into everyday conversations like "So, where you from?" - "Nark! Wibblewooo! Neep!" - "How interesting..." and such like... Apart from that, I left me mums hoose (at last!) and moved in with the missus into some crappy place called Whitecrook. Lived there for a bit but got fed up with all the neds, arseholes, fuckpots, junkie-arsed fuckups and others, so, after bout 6 months of that, moved back in with me poor ol' maw (along with the missus still) and that's about it! Been spendin' most of me time playing XcomЗ, Elite Frontier (Thargoid-Tastic), and fannying about with some pishy 3D grafix thing (Raydream) making pointless animations for no reason! Dok says he may be getting me some funky speccy emulators for the PC, he claims that they now do emulators that emulate +D exactly! Woohoo! Big kahoona burgers! (Oi Loiks +D) - and he thinks that by getting these for me, that I will repay him by making more demos with him! The fool! I tried to explain to Dok that I have NO software whatsoever for me speccy (seeing as how I threw all me speccy stuff in the bin, along with about 400 disks full of demos, games, assemblers, compilers, gfx packages, hundreds of screens and code, you name it, and it was either in there or got mentioned in there!) My total coding knowledge now amounts to "LD A,6 - nop nop nop - Ret" (Paul Howard - Flarp! ;) So I'm gonna have to learn how to code ALL OVER AGAIN!! And lets face it, I never knew how to code anyway! (according to the self-proclaimed bestest-team -on-the-planet-ever, your hosts, e-3) ...Nah... I think it'll take some persuasion (and maybe a smack round the head with an orangutan) to make me come back to speccy. It's just not worth it! I mean, I'll work like fuck to produce something, and it'll get slagged to bits and I cannot be arsed defending something I know is shit! I think you'd all be much better off without me. So I'm gonna hide behind my PC and play on the net annoying people on IRC with silly questions like "Did you see that?" and "How many fingers am I holding up?" and trying to play 'I-Spy' and stuff. Oh, and incidentally, if anyone has a copy of a story relevant to "Marty Shortobrains" then could someone E-mail it to me? It was a pretty cool wee story about some stupid wankpot-fuckwit -cuntsquidge-dickhead and his life-long partner (a sheep) who got visciously attacked and mutilated by the Scottish Mafia!! - I, ahem, 'read' it a long time ago and lost my copy! Much Poo, Orson of the United Minds - 4/6/2000 - Narp! "...And the light shalt fall into darkness - and thou shalt crap thy pants..."