From: jhbrown@ai.mit.edu (Jeremy H. Brown)
To: all-ai@ai.mit.edu
Subject: The very last GSB EVER(*)! 5:30pm TODAY, 7th floor playroom
Date: 17 Dec 1999 13:03:03 -0500

That's right! This is it! The big one! The very last, absolutely, no foolin', never to happen again GSB!(*)

Because next Friday is Christmas Eve.

The Friday after is New Year's Eve.

And by the Friday after that, civilization will have fallen, and it will be every Girl Scout for herself.

That's why you want to come benefit the Girl Scouts one last time. It's not just for old times' sake -- your life may depend upon it! I mean, let's face it: when the Y2K bug destroys the world, CS folks are going to be just a leeeetle bit unpopular with the hungry mobs, and your computer savvy won't mean doodly-squat when the world looks like a Kevin Costner film. (I mean the Postman or Waterworld, take your pick; you can forget about Dances With Wolves. And don't even get me started about Message in a Bottle.)

So before you retreat to the Rockies with your whiskey and your shotgun, take this final opportunity to kiss up quick to the Girl Scouts, who may be the only ones armed with the survival training necessary to drag computer scientists through the apocalypse more or less intact, at this very last ever(*)...

***************** G I R L S C O U T B E N E F I T ***************** ***************** 5:30pm, 7th floor playroom *****************

(*) You just knew this was coming, didn't you? The obligatory disclaimer: "Unless the apocalypse doesn't happen on January 1, 2000, in which case we'll pick right back up where we left off."