A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE eFORUM
(or: “May Lucas C. Redfield please be excused for his tardiness in distributing the meeting minutes from Wednesday April 5 on account of an Unusual Course of Events”)

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“An Unusual Course of Events”

	So we were playing this game, right, where we watch Larry King Live and each of us has a common phrase assigned to him or her. Mine was “No, you’re wrong.” My roommate had “We’re delighted...,” and a girl from down the hall had “So tell me...,” and so on. Whenever one of our phrases was spoken, we had to do a little dance in the hallway witha blindfold on while the other participants rummaged through our private belongings, and replace it with various items from around the room. Needless to say, on only the third mention of “No, you’re wrong,” my l’il green notebook had dissapeared and in it’s place was a copy of Jump magazine. After a relentless search yielded nothing, I actully typed up 3 pages of “Don’t Hate me Because I’m Popular: Three Girls Speak Out,” and submitted it to the list before my roomate talked some sense into me by way of an intense fist fight. I lost, and so I had to fron the cash to hire a hacker to edit out the nefarious submission before the moderator noticed the foul smell and opened up the minutes to root out the source. 

In th meanwhile, the notebook had been discovered in a discarded red satchel on the side of a vacation-resort road in the small country of Andorra, and was kindly shipped back to the name and address listed inside the cover:

Lucas
Marlborough, New Hampshire 1998 
New York, NY 2001