No, I think your line is, “Run awaaaaaaayyyy!!!”
It’s that time again.
OK, here I am, on the front walk of the Chance manse.
I’ve got a bowl of walnuts and a nutcracker.
::crunch::
::crunch::
Mmmmm, good - I love walnuts.
::crunch::
…
This morning here in der Hinterlands ist alles Sturm und Drang. Ist wie Gotterdammerung. I hope that isn’t a bad sign.
*Can you hear the drums Fernando?
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight Fernando
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
I was so afraid Fernando
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I’m not ashamed to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry*
Is anyone else hearing ABBA?
Gotcha! No adjudication yet! Betcha came here when you saw I’d posted, didn’t you, RT?
HAH!
Man, how I am supposed to get any work done if I’m sitting around wondering how many knives I’m about to get in the back?
Hah yourself - I fooled you!! I was in the car at the time.
By the time I got to the office, Shibb was the last poster in this thread.
Besides, I checked the Dip 983 page first, so I knew there was no update yet.
You gotta get up pret-ty early in the morning to put one past me. And given that I’m an early-a.m. insomniac, you don’t want to get up that early. Hell, I don’t want to be up that early!!
Hey, you’re speaking to a man who routinely gets out of bed at 4:45AM here! Gotta make that long drive in from the mountains, you know.
And just to keep people amused…
Dips 936 and 983 have been adjudicated. Knock yourselves out!
And I’m happy when I sleep that late, even though the alarm’s set for 6am.
::looks at board::
If I’d moved Nwg-NAO like I was thinking of, I’d be feeling a lot better right now.
We’re not boring you, are we Weirddave?
Or maybe you’re engaging in some really wishful thinking…
It’s age, RT, age!
Us young guys can get more sleep. You math guys…your heads too full to turn off for very long!
Well, I can think of one right now. A nice sharp scimitar.
Bastiges! Alla you’se guys are fargin bastiges!
I’m sure it will be a scimitar eventually. Right now it’s a nice pointy compass or a well honed protractor, I’m not sure which.
Careful with those Math implements, Eugene!
Just so you know, Shibboleth, I was planning on doing much the same thing to Waverly. Nothing personal, in other words.
And I was thinking more along the lines of a sharpened pencil then a compass or protractor.
I had a hunch you were going to do that. Just wish I hadn’t made that tactical error in Scandanavia. One way to learn the rules is to get hosed by a misunderstanding. Still doesn’t hurt any less.
Something like that, Jonathan.
White Lightning, that was one hell of a nice strategy in the Med this move. Thought I was perfectly safe on that front, then boom! you sucker me into letting a fleet slip through. Nicely done, dammit.
Jeez, do you think he would have fallen for it?
Well, hopefully not exactly the same way, but it’s possible.
Probably not; in fact he probably would have tried to stab me at the same time. 