Copyright, all rights reserved 12-4-98
"Youth is a wonderful thing. What a
crime to waste it on our children."
–George Bernard Shaw
| He's the cowboy of chat and
everyone's favorite welcome visitor; the guy with the stuttering index
finger. He can hold his own with anyone who crosses his path down
at the Chatville saloon. The dude with the Lone Star drawl is none
other than "tttex" and he has just entered the room.
A "newbie" is nothing more than a green horn. Not tttex. He was an old timer here in the "Texas" room. Those who frequented the place knew him well. Good ole "tttex"–the life of the party.
thank's loads tttexy <g>
Some people have a way of lighting up the room when they walk into it. In Chatville, rooms can remain empty and hardly ever used. Those which are usually well attended on a regular basis owe their attraction to at least one individual, if not more, who seems to draw people in and keep it moving. It is one of the anomalies of chat that people who may be one way in the real world can be quite another way in the world of cyber space. It's just the nature of the thing.
DnimNLace: how old are ya' tttex
Every now and then disturbances
are to be expected. It would be nice to think that all of the inhabitants
of Chatville are good guys who wear white hats. The trouble is, some
people who seem to be mild mannered in the real world get real aggressive
when they go on-line; and those who are aggressive in real life can get
has entered the room
It was probably all those clever little sayings of his that gave him the edge over the rest. You could almost hear that Texas twang whenever something he said appeared on the screen. He had a certain way about him; never critical, rude, or judgmental. There was no doubt that "tttex" was the center of the room whenever he sat down to chat for a spell.
Possum: hey, sidekick,
get outa the attic
The truth of the matter is that our "tttex" wouldn't come off near as good if it wasn't for a lady named "Queenie" from Missouri who keeps sending him e-mails full of all kinds of humor and funny wisecracks. He had met her one day when he ventured into a room for women. She asked him if he'd like to be on her mailing list. After consenting, he was delighted to find several e-mails a week filled with all kinds of funny things. You have to give him credit, though, for knowing how to effectively use it all. That, in itself, takes skill and a lot of cleverness too.
gotta' go–phone's ringin off the wall
"Jeffrey, you turn that stupid
computer off, young man, and get yourself right into that bed!"