Entirely in good sport, I have begun an epic poem: Of hapless indigents and silly whelps That on bananafish the mailing list Oft offered up their frightful foolishness Unseeing souls whose silly syllables Fell full far short of genius' gentle strokes Till Scottie Bowman set them all aright By pointing out their artless penury, Sing heav'nly muse, that from the listproc at Old NYU does parcel out this post To many a meager heart on B-fish L... -- Matt Kozusko mkozusko@parallel.park.uga.edu