Lars

"With shakedown completed by the end of January, Soley departed Bermuda only to encounter a fierce Atlantic storm that seemed to last forever. The ship was assigned to patrol the Atlantic Coast on a "Secret Mission" which later proved to be in support of President Roosevelt's ocean crossing enroute to the Big Three Conference in Yalta. The storm would take it's toll on Soley in the form of loosened rivets, damage in the fantail area due to a depth charge broken loose, caved in bulkheads, and cracked seams. Many of the "old salts" who only recently were green recruits found it more comfortable sleeping in main deck passageways wrapped in their life jackets rather than chancing a trek below decks to their bunks. " The North Atlantic is not a very fun place in the winter. Unless you really need to be there, get the heck out of the storm tiles.

Well, look at it this way. You would have been happy with mud if you were playing Allies.

As the game plays out, you really only rebuild Armies if they get wiped out as they are cheaper then. Corps, you build them like popcorn, because you need something to garrison all those podunk towns or hold the flanks. Think the game is pretty well self-balancing in this regard. You see a formation of Armies coming at you, you pretty much know where the main effort is. Wouldn't want to trade Corps running all over the map for Armies running all over the map.

Er, we could have strictly followed the rules of neutrality and given you nothing. So quit yer bitchin.

He's an usher. Pushes in the stools.

Yeah, but there's some dice rolls involved. Did I just get unlucky or did he just go to AA-2? You can tell with any other unit.

Well, you know pretty much what damage all the other stuff does, don't see why it should be different for Bombers. Can't tell me anybody else always knew what they hit.

Look upon the Ohio Educational System, ye mighty, and despair...

You do if you're eating at those places...

Yeah, this was one of the things that bugged me too. No feedback. Should get a AA report too. You can't tell me the guys wouldn't notice all the metal crap coming up in the air.

Bit of a problem there as we don't have the Caribbean. Tell you what. You give us Gibralter and we'll call it even.

Interesting idea. Think it would be good as a variable event. Or perhaps tied to US diplo activation level. Hmm, gotta make the UK pay for them somehow though. Perhaps a one time 1/2 price destroyer buy event with the MPP transferred to the US.

It should come out of the UK pool. Could be a bug.

Almost. But network execs don't have ideas, so that can't be it.

A drunk staggers out of a bar and runs right into two priests. He says, "I'm Jesus Christ." The first priest says, "No, son, you're not." So the drunk says it to the second priest. The second priest says, "No, son, you're not." The drunk says, "Look, I can prove it." He walks back into the bar with the two priests. The bartender takes one look at the drunk and exclaims, "Jesus Christ, you're here again?"

Try Jack Iron.

It's called flavor, you sick bastage. Pouring good booze down the sink, it is to weep…

Had to go down and get the new step-daughter. Best age for having a kid really. Nineteen and ready to be pushed out the door. I'd ask you if you knew of any place where she could get a job but that would just be silly. btw, is that what they got you for your birthday?

You poor bastage.

Home at last. 2,200 miles in a Honda Civic and my ass still hurts a day later. You guys sure that last banned chump isn't from Illinois? I mean, the landscape around Central Illinois fits his personality to a "t". Flat, brown, and dirty, with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. If he isn't, I think we should force him to move there. The place makes Kentucky seem sophisticated. In fact, I think from here on forward we should replace Coventry with Central Illinois.

The death march across the South continues. Have now reached Columbia, SC, the very heart of the Confederacy, from Miami. Peed on the capital steps for wbs. Karl, the mad Frenchmen, was a very gracious host in Miami. Grills a pretty mean steak. Drove through a lovely storm in Savannah, GA yesterday. Tornados, hail, rain. Wish you all were here. Or there, as it were. Only nineteen hours of driving to go and the Honda Civic is still running like a champ. Except for this odd grinding sound from the left rear wheel whenever you pull a hard right. Eh, it's probably nothing... [ April 27, 2006, 11:53 AM: Message edited by: Lars ]

The death march across the South continues. Have now reached Columbia, SC, the very heart of the Confederacy, from Miami. Peed on the capital steps for wbs. Karl, the mad Frenchmen, was a very gracious host in Miami. Grills a pretty mean steak. Drove through a lovely storm in Savannah, GA yesterday. Tornados, hail, rain. Wish you all were here. Or there, as it were. Only nineteen hours of driving to go and the Honda Civic is still running like a champ. Except for this odd grinding sound from the left rear wheel whenever you pull a hard right. Eh, it's probably nothing... [ April 27, 2006, 11:53 AM: Message edited by: Lars ]

The death march across the South continues. Have now reached Columbia, SC, the very heart of the Confederacy, from Miami. Peed on the capital steps for wbs. Karl, the mad Frenchmen, was a very gracious host in Miami. Grills a pretty mean steak. Drove through a lovely storm in Savannah, GA yesterday. Tornados, hail, rain. Wish you all were here. Or there, as it were. Only nineteen hours of driving to go and the Honda Civic is still running like a champ. Except for this odd grinding sound from the left rear wheel whenever you pull a hard right. Eh, it's probably nothing... [ April 27, 2006, 11:53 AM: Message edited by: Lars ]

I'm off on a week long road trip from Miami, so if you didn't get your turn, tuff stuff. btw, neighbor had a good kegger. If it makes you feel better, it's only 27 hours from Miami to Minneapolis. In a Honda Civic. You may now pity me and my 6'-2" frame.

I'm off on a week long road trip from Miami, so if you didn't get your turn, tuff stuff. btw, neighbor had a good kegger. If it makes you feel better, it's only 27 hours from Miami to Minneapolis. In a Honda Civic. You may now pity me and my 6'-2" frame.