Storrys About Platypus

The very first day I was at camp, when I was standing around awkwardly and didn't know anyone, I saw someone with a RAM chip on a cord around his neck and a laptop under one arm. Being the eloquent socialite that I was, I stood next to him awkwardly for about five minutes and then finally, staring at the ground, managed a daring "Hey, do you, uh, like...computers?" Instead of breaking into peales of laughter, Nick replied with a genteel "Why, uhm, yes." The rest, as they say, is history.

Now, a few years later Nick flew out to Missouri to visit me. We got home and hooked up our laptops, and to our mutual dismay, found that Paradoxical was refusing to respond to anything. I responded by glaring at the computer, and proceeded to sit by in amazed silence for the next hour while Nick somehow used 3-leet hacker magic (I seem to recall a web base DOS window and a backdoor into his highschool computer system) to figure out exactly what had happened to Paradoxical (I think it was mailing itself things over and over again or something) and then fix it. From 3,000 miles away. Sweet.

    -- Julie(lipse

In a land far far away, there was a Platypus, named Nick, and I will never forget the day, that Nick used his magical car, to take a few of us fools to the beach, there is not much that is more exciting, then seeing a Geek, run free, in the wild, frolicing in the water, and sand, and helping us write some rather strang things in that sand, that I can only hope, the waves have washed away, befor some young human, came along, and read them...

ahem. i remember the first time i ever hung out with Nick it was in Corvallis & we were walking along the sidewalk, & somehow the subject of traffic games came up, & Nick said something about how it would be funny if we all stopped & did the deer-stuck-in-headlights thing the next time we were crossing a street in front of a car. everybody else kept walking when the oppurtunity came along, but i remember turning around & seeing Nick standing there, seemingly paralyzed. teehee. it was very amusing. luckily the driver was a good sport & didn't try to run him over.

& then i remember another time, after Jennyrose's 18^th birthday dance thing at the U of O, when Nick, Mical, & i all went to Cafe Paradisio to buy some cakey stuff & coffees, & Nick & i were both in fancy suits, & Mical was wearing this gorgeous ball dress, & the cash register dude kept staring at us like we were aliens. that was fun.

i love you Nick!

kat

Five wonderful days were spent in Corvallis this summer with Nick, Ryland and Charlie, killing brain cells living cheap and inventing new games to play with rubber bands. Nick donated several of his hard earned dollars [1]to buy us a large multi coloured ball of rubber bands. We spent several happy hours shooting rubber bands around the apartment and generally having a good time of it. This lasted rather brilliantly till i realized how much of an upper hand i had in the game when i could hid rubber bands in hard-to-get-places[2] and thus horde most of the rubber band supply.

so when we got tired of that Nick would drive us to the store and buy icecream. Nick rocks. -Dawn

[1]Nick, try not to gag at this term

[2]Bras, why do you think theres a space in the middle?