It is a dark and stormy night. Chab never knows what to make of that when he sits down to write. Write what you know. It's not really that stormy, but it was dark. Chab was the owner/operator of a backstreet web shop. Sure he did web sites. But there was something else on Chab's mind that night. jeff - Friday, November 13, 1998 at 14:46:18 (EST) There was a pretty little webmistress he had run into at the last convention. She had caught his eye with the way she handled that mouse & keyboard up on the stage as she demonstrated her clients software. He was instantly smitten. Bitten by a bug that runs rampant in the hollows of his soul. He was in love. Perhaps he was getting carried away. Maybe he really was just in lust. Maybe she was a hot dish and he just wanted to get close to her and smell the scent of her perfume as he led her away from her computer screen. Swank - Wednesday, February 03, 1999 at 11:20:37 (EST) She enticed him with her Cascading style sheets and her touch of XML. But what touched him so was her subtle ways of how she moused over him over and over, changing the way he felt about her every minute. Tyrone Mitchell - Content-type: text/plain Thu Mar 25 11:29:52 EST 1999 It's true he was falling for her. But it is conceivable that he could be a man. moi - Content-type: text/plain Thu Mar 25 14:26:11 EST 1999 But the years of toiling alone in the darkness of the websit were beginning to take their toll Jamie - Content-type: text/plain Sun Mar 28 23:27:04 EST 1999 He was lacking the confidence of his youth. It seemed like ages since he felt this way, As his heart raced... Jamie - Content-type: text/plain Mon Mar 29 11:37:26 EST 1999 That's when it hit him. He realized he knew her from a previous encounter. When was it, what was it. Did he really know her or just long to hold her. The feeling grew stronger and he tried to make the website connection in his mind. Could it be... Maryellen - Content-type: text/plain Thu Apr 1 22:28:36 EST 1999 yes. He was more sure of it by the minute. She looked just like that actress he ran into at the B-Movie Fest, Melody Anderson. He remembered telling her he had seen "Flash Gordon" over 500 times, and she slapped him when he said, "Whisper, 'Flash, Flash I love you, but we only have 14 hours to save the Earth' to me like I'm Flash and you're Dale." It had to be love, now, certainly. Unfortunately, he had that I-Look-So-Much-Like-Corey-Haim-That-People-Are-Disappointed-When-They-Find-Out-I'm-Not-Him look that most chicks just took him for a deceitful Corey and wouldn't speak to him once he had to break the news. But her touch of XML, and the possibility that she might actually be a man made his soul ache. "I'm gonna go for it this time!" he thought. "I've got to impress her. All I need is some bungee cords, a llama, some ball bearings and a edison - Content-type: text/plain Fri Apr 2 20:29:53 EST 1999 little something out of the ordinary to make her mind reload the image from her cache about me....something unique...something you will never mind anymore...."Ah! he said to himself. A Mosaic Web Browser! With this, i will tyrone mitchell - Wednesday, April 07, 1999 at 14:57:33 (EDT) redesign the world in the image of the web! We'll all wait for image rich rooms to reload. Some people we meet will crash if they are trying to be cool and have java applets built into them.. Matte - Tuesday, June 01, 1999 at 15:01:20 (PDT) but there was more to it then all this. much more. chab's world was closing in on him. and at the same time, reaching through continents had exposed him. didn't they know? none of this was real... her gender no longer mattered. she was building his universe .... drm - Thursday, August 26, 1999 at 13:44:22 (PDT) the night continued to dark and lightly storm. (chab knew that those weren't real verbs, but, when you do web sites for a living, vision and proper use of english are the first things to go.) chab could feel the blood pounding in his ears. he dared to disturb the universe. time slowed down. he paid no attention to his dry throat, his pounding head, and reached out and put his hand on top of her hand, so that they both held the mouse. she turned her head away from the screen, her deep eyes looking at him, questioning him. chab opened his mouth. chab wanted to talk, needed to tell her of all his hopes and dreams and loves of life. then came the Blue Screen of Death. the system was busy. press CRTL-ALT-DEL to terminate this program. the webmistress turned back to her screen. kathyrin - Wednesday, September 15, 1999 at 00:11:12 (PDT) The first rays of sunlight beamed through Chabs uncurtained window and he awoke, desperately trying to piece together the fragments of his dream .Surely something so vivid, so brilliant could not be just another figment of his troubled mind. Tony - Tuesday, October 12, 1999 at 05:16:35 (PDT) He scratched the crisp, yellow flakes from the corners of his eyes and gave his disordered mop a good and thorough scratching. The O of his yawn turned into a hyphen of comprehension, as he bumped his elbow into warm flesh, while stretching. He heard the soft whimsical sigh, of a content woman sleeping and slowly redirected his gaze, anticipating the great lover that he had fallen into bed with after comsuming a small swimming pool of cheap red wine. Instead, he was favoured with viewing the contents of a hairy naked mans genitalic region. Supressing a vivid scream of terror with his hand, he advanced his gaze to the mans long flowing blond hair, and heavy, bur realistic makeup job. As Chab attempted to Reload reality, and recover lost files, his link dropped. Jay - Sunday, October 31, 1999 at 22:13:12 (PST) after a brief moment of horror, the dial tone appeared again and he woke to fin himself alone in bed. he went up to check his e-mail on telnet app, as usual he spent 50 minutes defifering a email. he looked at the time 3:12 am. ah as usual, he looked in his projects folder , wait where is it? looked in him C: drive NOTHING could this be? he looked in his D drive cd D:/ dir MosicBro~ cd MosicBro~ dir notes.txt woman.txt source.c moicbrow~.exe so it wasnt a dream ... i dunno - Wednesday, August 30, 2000 at 03:58:01 (PDT) Or was It? Sean - Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 00:31:35 (PDT) After all, he realized there was no difference. He decided to live, not to think. Suddenly MrFate - Wednesday, July 04, 2001 at 23:45:49 (PDT) the UPS failed without a warning, and the monitor just went blank. chabs - Monday, April 08, 2002 at 05:28:51 (PDT) This site is archived and is no longer accepting additions.