Well, I'm afraid most of the pictures were of questionable quality (big rooms +
dark suits + indifferent photographer = bad pictures), but we now have a series
of tableau showing the progression of the evening.
All good stories begin with a lineup of the usual suspects
taken at the hotel before leaving.
From the hotel, we proceed to a small reception, where
Terry regales us with amusing stories, and Henri ponders the wisdom of
drinking all those liquids so far from the nearest bathroom
A few minutes later, Terry comes to the unsettling realization that that poker
face conceals the fact that
I've been playing pocket pool all night long
At the same location, this poster confirms the widespread rumors of Jack's
demonic nature
as apparently, Jack possessed the bodies of various and a sundry ICL people
in order to develop ATLAS & Netsolve. Thank gosh every single one of the
possessed was from UT, or we might not have received the joint award with
the infernal puppet-masters of ORNL . . .
Apparently bored in the conversation he's currently trapped in,
Jack briefly takes possession of Henri to see if things are any better a
few feet away.
Later on, there is a tense standoff, with
Dorian threatening to blow the place, while Henri reaches for his piece
Fortunately for the whole group, a camera-wielding midget breaks the tension.
Finally, during the awards ceremony.
ATLAS glows like a beacon of light and knowledge in the surrounding gloom
of ignorance and despair
Netsolve proves, to the surprise of no one, to be much less illuminating
It was now
well past time for the medication
and no more of my photos of the evening survive.
Fortuitously, Jack & Sue were on the ball the entire evening, and
so a more complete set of photos exists
here
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