(Allan slowly rises the steps to the podium as the chanting
grows ever louder and quickens pace. "Allan! Allan! Allan!"
The very walls seem to begin to weaken under the deafening
roar. Allan steps to the microphone...)

Thank you. Thank you, all! I but stand on the shoulders of
others! First I'd like to thank my mother and father for
having me. 

I'd particularly like to thank my mother for allowing me as
a young teen to store in my bedroom large boxes of those
little computer card punchout thingies.

Next I'd like to thank Lisa Meyers who happened to have
two aspirin tablets handy when I tripped and dropped my
program punch cards having just gotten my Runga-Kutta
integration routine working. My only regret is that she
didn't have any water. But hey, life is full of obstacles
to overcome.

Finally I'd like to thank Atari for saving my computer
career by coming out with a computer that was much better
than my Vic with its 4K RAM and casette tape drive.

(Allan raises his arms, each hand having two fingers extended 
in the "V" for victory salute. He then dives into the crowed
where he's quickly carried off into the distance. Unfortunately
his manager is watching, arms crossed and frown apparent, knowing
he got no work done this day to help advance the development
schedule.)