My Doom and attachments

[Les the Sarge 9-1]

Ok guys just making it known, while I have been slack getting my PBEM turns sent out, I am acknowledging the obvious.

Thanks to the obvious problems of the current state of affairs (the virus), I am suspending sending out turns.

Doing this regardless of my opinion of the safety of my emails.

Better safe than sorry.

I have the last turns all safe and sound, and can resume when this hassle is an old news item.

[JerseyJohn]

Looking at this thing on the menu it appears you're announcing your imminent demise and there is total indifference.

So that's what I'm doing here nobody should have an apathetic exit.

No Sarge, No -- don't let it get you!

There, now I feel better.

As for the damn virus, it's got e-mails at a standstill even without attachments.

Heavens to Betsy! What is that thing?!!

The Doom makes it's way across North America consuming all in it's path, especially cheezy diners and screaming damsels who can't figure out the winning strategy is to run away from it.

There remains nothing but Doom droppings in it's wake. People walking their dogs say the creatures are quite fond of the stuff, which looks like dried twigs, or something. Birds eat it and chirp happily. One pet owner, who wishes to remain annymous, admits it tasts, "like beef jerky!"

The creature, believed to have been born in a Keansburg marsh it was seen crawling out of, belched, barfed and farted it's way passed The Garden State as though fleeing from New Jersey without so much as a backward, uh, glance.

We get left out of everything. Our own state monster can't wait to get the hell out!

It isn't fair.

[ February 02, 2004, 12:17 PM: Message edited by: JerseyJohn ]

[Les the Sarge 9-1]

My Doom ain't so bad, eh, hasn't knocked out any of my favourite porn sites

Now, if I couldn't get onto any porn sites, that would be indeed horrible hehe.

Email traffic for me has all but stopped.

Then again, most of my email traffic is notifications of post traffic on threads over at Matrx Games and Wargamer.

And we all know they were recently the victim of some short dicked loser geek who likely doesn't even know what girls are for eh

Nothing better to do than mess up a wargaming site.

Talk about pathetic.

It will be a problem for David Heath, but I guess I should save some pity for the worthless waste of skin jerk responsible.

I guess he just isn't good enough to be a My Doom grade worthless waste of skin loser eh

Oh well, the slow down on emails and forums allowed me to get in a few repairs around here. Not a total loss.

[JerseyJohn]

That's what bothers me about it, e-mail traffic and even a lot of website posting has really slowed down since it's begun.

No boubt someone has already said this on the General Forum but I've stopped reading most of their posts so I'll say it here -- and wouldn't think of posting it there because I don't need either the barrage of idiocy or the alternate total lack of response (what sort of assholes even consider acting that way on a website?}

But ...

Suppose this is a warm-up by a terrorist group to launch something much more serious?

The consequences wouldn't be recreational, in many respects the nation would be thrown back to the way things were done before the Depression!

But before that happened, a lot of people would die in auto, aircraft and railroad mishaps.

[kurt88]

Maybe it's the dead guys, they are know to surface once in awhile.

Look on the bright side, maybe we get to see some old acquitances.

[JerseyJohn]

The black and white version still scares the hell out of me!

Remember how it was when the girl got to see her brother again, and the destraught parents with their dead daughter in the basement!

Thanks for choosing a movie that still gives me nightmares!

The odd thing is I didn't even get to see it till after I was out of the Air Force, so I wasn't exactly an infant. Someone told me about it on a flightline during a very cold night while feeding fuel into the bottomless pit we call B-52s.

Upon getting out I noticed it was being revived at a local drive in and took one of my innumerable nephews and his friends to see it, they were around twelve. I had a great time making fun of how freightened it had made them. A few hours later I awoke in a cold sweat thinking about the reanimated corpse of that little girl eating her parents.

When I was a kid my parents both said nightmares were for the weak-minded. Okay, whatever!

My wife isn't frightened by these movies. But then she shouldn't be as she's been hardened by even greater horrors in the sitcoms she watches. :eek:

[ February 02, 2004, 02:26 PM: Message edited by: JerseyJohn ]

[Comrade Trapp]

It adds to the experience when you live in the area where it was filmed (south-western PA), especially when the newscaster in the movie is talking about the areas that are effected and you think: "damn, thats right down the road".

Although I did have one problem with both movies, especially the newer version. Why did they make us look like rednecks with guns through the entire movie? Though it did hit the nail on the head with some of the people around here, I personally took offence to it. Not all Pennsylvanians are rednecks, we just believe in the right to bear arms.

[JerseyJohn]

Not everyone who uses the term looks down on Rednecks. I consider it a complimentary term, except for those who are morons and they come in every description, so why even think about it?

While living in Florida nearly all my closest friends fit that description and as far as guns went -- :cool:

Once, fishing in a large softbommom canoe in a stream filled with partially submerged trees that had long vines, we heard a thump and when I looked down there was a lovely snake with it's mouth open and the most charming white gums looking around in disoriented confusion. I didn't see it get in with us, so I don't know if it fell from a vine, or if water mocassins even go in them, perhaps they jump and fly, but however it managed to get there, it was in for a visit and close to my leg.

Kaboomski !! and the poor darling's confusion was ended. A short while later we finished dragging the sunken canoe to comparatively dry land, everyone happy and complimenting our savior's marksmanship. So, considering the alternative I've since leaned toward Rednecks over Environmentalists, though both have their good points.

One of the great things about that movie was all the actors came off as real people, the newscasts had just the right touch, along with the place names.

That movie must make you feel the way I feel when about gangster films on the same NYC streets I either played on as a kid or walked down a zillion times.

I've driven through Pennsylvania more than a few times and it's one of the more pleasant places I've seen and the people always seemed genuinely friendly to me.

One guy I'll never forget, he was in his sixties I guess, wearing coveralls and wiping the sweat off his brow with a large red handkerchief. He reminded me of Andy Devine. I asked him for directions and he broke into a highpitched voice that sounded as though the world were about to end, "Well, Young Fella, you've got this thing all wrong!" The more snooty would have called him a Redneck but who cares, he gave me great directions and lingered a while to exchange four or six jokes with me.

That's what life should be about.

The late Andy Devine. Those of us old enough might remember the early TV Western, Wild Bill Hitchcock. Andy was the sidekick riding hopelessy behind calling to Guy Madison, "Hey Wild Bill, Wait fer me!" Or his great Saturday morning kid's show, Andy's Gang shown on the right with Midnight the Cat.

There's a great episode of the Twilight Zone where he's the local windbag of a small town, boasting about his World War One exploits and two strangers are listening to every word. Next thing he finds himself inside a spaceship and ... I don't want to give away the story, it's too good if you haven't seen it and they're always re-running those things.

It's Episode 95, Hocus Pocus and Frisby,

Writer: Rod Serling, based on an unpublished story by Frederic Louis Fox

Director: Lamont Johnson

A celebrated yam-spinner finds no one will believe his latest tale — that he was kidnapped by aliens. CAST: Andy Devine, Milton Selzer, Larry Breitman, Howard McNear, Dabbs Greer, Clem Bevans, Peter Brocco.

[ February 02, 2004, 07:08 PM: Message edited by: JerseyJohn ]

[Les the Sarge 9-1]

I'm Canadian redneck if there is such a thing hehe.

Scary movies, I have seen a few that gave me the willies.

I think what is needed, is something that makes you think later. Shock effect visuals are nothing.

Amittyville Horror (only the first one though) gave me the creeps in one scene. It was the pigs eyes looking in the second floor window. Plays on your imagination eh.

The Ring was a well done spooker.

Ya know, Terrorists aren't really all that smart though eh.

Take say someone like Bin Ladden who is supposed to be technically a wealthy Saudi. Now if he was to invest in say ten really drop dead hookers, and 10 really bright computer nerds, and supply them with 10 cutting edge computers.

And tell them, hack and create mayhem intentionally, and once per day, the hooker he was assigned, would perform any action he requested for a solid hour, along with them of course having a top flight computer and the best net connection money can buy.

Well the US is going to be about as screwed as those 10 geeks eh. Just a matter of time.

But that would never occur to a Muslim fanatic.