Forever Babra

That lens flare one is outstanding. Neat effect. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Try this: http://history.vif2.ru/ PS: Wasn't it the Flying Hellfish?

Looks like some mighty fine slope on the front of that Crusader to me. What-everrrrrr.... ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Damn. I just gotta get that director's cut

I'm as old as my eyes and a little bit older than my teeth. Which works out to 37 or thereabouts. Total Posts? FB - 520 FB (the former) - 964 B - unknown - about 800 or so. Zig - unknown. Total: 2,300+ ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant [This message has been edited by Forever Babra (edited 02-27-2001).]

And he still got it wrong. It's "Someone set up us the bomb" which makes even less sense and is twice as funny. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

"'Oh! father! my father! and dost thou not hear, What words the Erl-King whispers low in mine ear?' —'Now hush thee, my darling, thy terrors appease; Thou hear'st, 'mid the branches, where murmurs the breeze..." From "The Erl-King" EDIT: Oh, what the heck, here's the whole thing. This poem used to scare the bejesus outa me when I was a kid. Parents can be so cruel. Who is it that rides through the forest so fast, While night frowns around him, while shrill roars the blast? The father, who holds his young son in his arm, And close in his mantle has wrapp'd him up warm. —'Why trembles my darling? why shrinks he with fear?'— —'Oh, father! my father! the Erl-King is near! The Erl-King, with his crown and his beard long and white!' —'Oh! your eyes are deceived by the vapours of night.'— —'Come, baby, sweet baby, with me go away! Fine clothes you shall wear, we will play a fine play; Fine flowers are growing, white, scarlet, and blue, On the banks of yon river, and all are for you.'— 'Oh! father! my father! and dost thou not hear, What words the Erl-King whispers low in mine ear?'— —'Now hush thee, my darling, thy terrors appease; Thou hear'st, 'mid the branches, where murmurs the breeze.' —'Oh! baby, sweet baby, with me go away! My daughter shall nurse you, so fair and so gay; My daughter, in purple and gold who is dress'd, Shall tend you, and kiss you, and sing you to rest!' —'Oh! father! my father! and dost thou not see The Erl-King and his daughter are waiting for me?'— —'Oh! shame thee, my darling, 'tis fear makes thee blind: Thou see'st the dark willows which wave in the wind.'— —'I love thee! I dote on thy face so divine! I must and will have thee, and force makes thee mine!'— —'My father! my father! oh! hold me now fast! He pulls me! he hurts, and will have me at last!'— The father he trembled, he doubled his speed; O'er hills and through forests he spurr'd his black steed; But when he arrived at his own castle door, Life throbb'd in the sweet baby's bosom no more. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant [This message has been edited by Forever Babra (edited 02-26-2001).]

I've posted you a few corrections for typos and such. I haven't finished reading it, but good so far.

You are correct, Tom, but I offered an answer to the question as asked. I wouldn't do it the way I described unless I had to, and I'd pour a stiff drink first. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Okay, thanks. Maybe a shot went "over" that I didn't see, and that's why the further building lasted a bit longer.

Open up the particular bitmap file with whatever image editing software you use. "Flop" the image so that it's reversed as if looking in a mirror. Save the file. Sorry, don't recall offhand which bmp file it is. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Never noticed, but then again I don't usually zoom in that close. You can just flop the bitmap for German uniforms and it should correct itself. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Your splash screen should tell you what version you have. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Situation: There I am doing my typical allied assault against a German hamlet, which means levelling everything in sight with flame and 75s. Four Sherman Vs, in line abreast, all regular, are used to target two small, light buildings. One building is about 400m further away than the other. All shots are seen to hit. The closer building disintegrates about fifteen seconds before the other. Neither building was previously damaged and neither was in the vicinity of previously plotted artillery. So I have to ask: Does the time taken for a tank/gun to reload start when the weapon fires, or does it not commence until the round hits the target? Inquiring minds want to know. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Jokes are public domain. Forward away.

I was aware that it wasn't terribly effective, but it's still neat. Can you imagine if one of those blasts WAS aimed right and happened to pass through the same space as a dive bomber squadron? Yowza. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

OUCH! IIRC, Battleship Yamato used her 18-inch guns against aircraft as well, but the shell was a sort of monstrous shotgun affair, and not a timed burst. Pretty neat idea if ya ask me. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

University? ME???? Hahahahaha... Nope, 'fraid not. We're not ALL the sons of jewellers and real estate magnates y'know It was Humber College for me, aka Slumber Cottage. Clearly you've confused my superior intellect with the product of a classical education. File is sent, so sharpen your pencil and prepare for your first test in the school of hard knocks. I didn't like the stock OOB, so I gave myself a Tiger platoon. I knew you wouldn't mind... ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

OW-ooooOOOOOO-GAH!!!! woof woof woof. woof woof (That's my other dog immitation). ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

I heard you go both ways, Michael. Besides, I've really wanted to beat on a Winnepegosian ever since that fat Indian whore ripped me off at Portage and Main all those years ago. As it happens, I've downloaded one of my favourite SL conversions, and I'd be as happy to embarrass you there as anywhere. "The Bitche Salient" is, I believe the name. Seems a fitting encore to Climax at some-unpronounceable-Dutch-name. Oh, and I suck, which will make it all the sweeter when I crush you. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Fire and maneuver. Split the squads. Leave the half squad with the BAR/Bren/MG42 in the treeline to provide a base of fire. If the enemy is sighted, target as many as you can. If the enemy is not sighted, lay down area fire on the target treeline. Run the first group about 50m or so. When they stop, use them to lay down a base of fire on the target treeline. Run the rear group through the first leap-frog fashion and lay down another base of fire so the first group can rush the trees. Casualties are going to depend on what the enemy can bring to bear on that open space, how many mines you just ran across, how much smoke you laid. If you move quickly and he has no TRPs you can get across before a rain of mortars drops on you. If there is a high probability your opponent has large numbers of automatic weapons, you are better off engaging from a distance before trying to advance close to them.

Hey, baby, I'm new in town. Can you show me the way to your place?

Well this girl goes to the doctor with an embarrasing problem. Seems she has a large rash on her chest in the shape of a T. "How'd you get that?" says the doc? "My boyfriend plays football for Toronto," she says, "and he likes to wear his letter shirt to bed." "Ah," says the doc. Put this balm on and it should clear up in a few days. The next day another young woman visits the doc, this time with a rash in the shape of a W. "Let me guess," says the doc: "Your boyfriend plays football for Waterloo?" "No," she says shyly, "My girlfriend plays lacrosse for McMaster...." ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant

Uhhh.... Okay. ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant [This message has been edited by Forever Babra (edited 02-26-2001).]

His email indicates U of W so the only hardware he's interested in is the rigid tool (Engineering inside joke for those confused) ------------------ Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht, Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? - Sei ruhig, bleibe ruhig, mein Kind; In dürren Blättern säuselt der Wind. Stereotypes The Un-Rant