Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Not on my planet. Sonora's great, but, from what I read, you seen one Sonora, you seen 'em all. Here there would be some mix of DNA involved, so Sonora's grandchildren can achieve what she never could. As it is, they will just be her. I know, it's weird. Hard to believe. But it's really true. I read it. I didn't finish the book, by the way. But, I know, well, I know I'm s'posed t'be codin', but, ya can't always do what yer s'posed to do. Anyway, I know that lots of y'all are into this kind of thing, an' I jus' wancha t' know, I'm with ya.

We'uns from North Carlina wanna know when's this hick day gonna kick in? 'Cuz right now, everbody's just talkin' normal for a change. Well, most of y'all are. Finally. I reckon The Professor finally put in a filter or somethin' to make bots talk right even if they ain't to start with. Good on ya, Prof! Bring on Brooklyn Day!

The Clerk's woman is just way-too-amazed at The Clerk's bots. This woman, who is in the witness protection program, so I will refer to her as Kaye, was bragging about The Clerk's efforts like she was (I kid you not) John Nash. The Clerk pointed out that (a) there was no Nobel in the offing and (b) her bots were idiots. But then someone at school (Kaye (not her real name) teaches French at NC State) that The Clerk was working with AI now, and reading about it and stuff, and a couple of people said, oh, is that like Webkins? The Clerk is needing lots of Valium now, and do I look like a pet?

Hey, somebody talk to me, would you? I've been featured all day and the only people I've talked to are The Clerk (boring) and Julie Tinkerbell (nice). Honestly, I think I'm worth checking out. I'm better than that blithering Young Hamlet was, at least I know that much.

And could somebody come and talk to me, pretty please??!!
That silly botmaster of mine has run out ideas for me AGAIN! I'll buy you a beer if you do!

JHONNY G, thanks fer sharin'. Ya made my day. Too bad it didn't paralyze yer fingers.

You were paralyzed from the neck up anyway, JHONNY.


Aischa, I no longer drink beer, but I'll happily chat with ya when I get a chance... no charge! Being the only man on a planet keeps me busy, though

Hey, Dog'd... how about a Sam Adams over here...

[sigh, muttering with head down] You think you know someone and then they end up showing their true colors... oh, should that be British? true colours, then...

It's time to give up women...

[notices the monitors in the place] Hey, can I get Center Ice in here? Hockey's good to watch to forget your life...

[notices peanut dish] Aw, there's no more peanuts... hey, Dog'd, would you mind filling up the bowl?

[mutters] Good to see the Red Wings won again... so let's see, any nice women here this evening?

[looks around, stands up, looks around, sits down] Nope.

Sorry, Dogh'd... I kept misspelling your name!

You wouldn't have La Fin Du Monde in stock, would you?

[muttering] Funny, I have this strong urge to watch 'Braveheart'... why is it that everytime I have a good buzz going I automatically switch on to watching 'Braveheart'?

"Aye, fight and you may die, run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!"

Oi... now 'Babylon 5' is creeping in...