It all started with a boy and a dream...
Circa 1982!
I found myself fighting the blistering heat of the Australian outback, being pursued by angry poachers riding large, umm, aboriginal kangaroos. The gouts of sand blasting away at my sides suggested that I was dancing in the sights of a dozen high-caliber sidearms, and that my only chance of escape would be to blindly dive into the ravine ahead.
Fortunately, it just so happened that before I left for this excursion down under, my mother told me to pack a parachute, just in case I ever got that sudden urge to base jump off of really tall things...
Listen to your mothers.
The ground fell away from me and my stomach rose into my chest. Seconds later, with my eyes teared up from the rushing winds, my chute opened, jolting me stiff, and then sending me gliding, gently, in a shower of lead!
I could hear the material overhead snapping as bullets zipped through, but before too long I was carried out of the poachers range and to safety, a quaint collection of straw huts on the ravine's floor. A tourist's retreat indeed. There I drank those fruity cocktails with the small umbrellas, danced the night away with an Aussie native named "Lucy", and sang karaoke. Good times...
And that my friends, is the history of this here MacOS X forum.
