Sprit of Bunduki Runs Strong at CISRA
Lunch time, North Ryde: Facing unpredictable collateral damage and suspicious glares from the adjacent Microsoft Building, a rowdy crowd of 70-(very)-odd CISRAns gathered on the Canon tennis courts to witness contestants battle for the title of Bunduki, spiritual protector of the Jungle.
A hideous 4m x 2m image of Bill's face was erected and the cream pie hurling began.
"So I was standing there, cream pie in hand, staring into
Bill's eye when this voice came into my head: There is no try,
only do" Christopher recounted.
"Why, just earlier that day I was reading this Web page about how Linux was cool and NT sucked rocks big time. That helped a lot, I think."