Matt's Texas Tales

Martin: I am the wondrous wizard of Latin!  I am a dervish of declension

        and a conjurer of conjugation, with a million hit points and

        maximum charisma.

         [spots a blackboard with verbs written all over it]

        Aha!  "Morire": to die.  "Morit": he, she, or it dies.

         [Willy morphs out of the blackboard; Martin gasps]

 Willy: "Moris": _you_ die.

Martin: Aah!  [runs off]

 Willy: [laughs] You've mastered a dead tongue, but can you handle a

        live one?

         [his tongue shoots out of his mouth, wraps around Martin, and

        squeezes him]

         [in class, Martin twists and screams, then collapses on the

        floor]

Nelson: Ha ha!

I haven't tried it out yet. Pluck seems to be kind of nice, but I don't like how intrusive it is on Windows. Maybe this will be more behind the scenes.

My good friend Jean-Pierre has organized a group of meat eaters in the Central Texas area. Our first outing is this Saturday at 10am. We're going to Coopers in LLano. Anybody else want to go? All meat fiends are invited.