alan@drivax.UUCP (Alan Fargusson) (08/15/85)
Eudaemonic research proceeded with the casual mania peculiar
to this part of the world. Nude sunbathing on th back deck
was combined with phone calls to Advanced Kinetics in Costa
Mesa, American Laser Systems in Goleta, Automation Industries
in Danbury, Connecticut, Arenberg Ultrasonics in Jamaica Plain,
Massachusetts, and Hewlett Packard in Sunnyvale, California,
where Norman Packard's cousin, David, presided as chairman of
the board. The trick was to make these calls at noon, in the
hope that out-to-lunch executives would return them at their
own expense. Eudaemonic Enterprises, for all they knew, might
be a fast-growing computer company branching out of the Silicon
Valley. Sniffing the possibility of high-volume sales, these
executives little suspected that they were talking on the other
end of the line to a naked physicist crazed over roulette.
A friend gave me this quote. I haven't read the book yet.
--
Alan Fargusson.
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