[Hallicrafters] Meet NEW HCI NCS On Sunday

[Duane Fischer, W8DBF]

Yo humans! On Sunday December 8th the Hallicrafters Collectors International, or
HCI, 20 meter Net will be hosted by me, Frogzilla. I am taking over and if ya
don't like it, write your Congressman! Unless you include a check payable to
their campaign fund in the amount of at least $50 they won't answer your whining
and sniffling gripes anyhow. Croak! The blind wonder dude managed to get himself
so tangled up in gold and silver tree garland that he looks like one of those
old coils in a vintage transmitter! Croak! Wound himself up tighter than an over
torqued bolt on a cylinder head! If ya don't know what a cylinder head is,
here's a clue. It is not the pay toilet atop the Seattle Space Needle! Croak! 	
	
By the time the blind dude gets himself unraveled from all the tinsel, Spring
will have sprung! At least he didn't get tangled up in the colored electirc
light strings like he did in years gone by. He plugged them in to test them
while standing bare footed in a puddle of water from a rusted through hole in
the leaking tree stand and what a sight! There was a puff of smoke out both ears
as the build up of ear wax vaporized and a flash of flame from his rectum burned
a hole right through the butt of his black Levis jeans! Croak! Bet he never eats
bean soup with onions again! I think it was the egg nog spiked with ginger
flavored brandy that did him in though. When he burped he looked like one of
those dragons from King Arthur's kingdom who was melting knights in armor down
to a molten puddle with their flame thrower breath! Except he torched the White
Pine and nearly burned down his house! I laughed so hard I thought I would
croak! So be there at 12:45 PM EST, (1745 UTC for the time impaired!), for the
pre-Net. The actual Net starts at 1:15 PM EST, (1815 UTC).	
	
The frequency will be 14.293 Mhz usb +/- for key clicks, mike splatter and the
sound of the blind dude racking frog shot shells into his illegal sawed off 12
gauge pump shotgun. Not to worry, he can't hit the broad side of an out house
from the inside anymore! Croak! But he sure does improve their ventilation
issues! By the time he finds me, the Net will be over anyhow. I set his Braille
watch back three hours, along with all of his talking clocks, computers and
other babbling electronic menagerie. Just to be sure he does have a moment of
genious and call time on the telephone, I wired it to the satellite receiver so
all he is going to hear is that Billy somebody dude peddling some kind of orange
pealing oil extract that removes grease from your toilet lid, pet's fur, rancid
appliances and stickier than spilled honey floors. This guy has a shrill voice
that sounds like his boxers shrunk three sizes and grates on your nerves like
long fingernails being scraped across a blackboard. The mute button on the
remote was invented by his mother! Croak!                 	
	
So join me tomorrow for some real fun, and none of the blind dude's sick sense
of humor and dumb stories older than Mesopotamian dirt. Croak at ya then humans!

	
Frogzilla 	
NCS: Lily Pad Net