Another week races by and already it seems that the summer is dashing by here in the northern hemisphere.
Before I start, let me tell you something that happened to me this week out there in the world.
On Monday, I found to my horror that I was to attend no less then 6 meetings over the next 5 days. I asked my Secretary (her of the long legs and even longer eyelashes) why this was, and could she recommend a good euthanasia outfit. She smiled sweetly, she always does, and just told me to live with it….so off I dutifully went. Well dear reader, by Monday afternoon, a snooze was desperately needed. I wondered if I would get away with it during this first meeting, to no avail, my assistant kept kicking me under the table whenever she saw my eyelids dropping. I staggered out of there at 6pm after a marathon discussion mainly held by the self opinionated imbecile on the other side of the desk. I took my assistant for a drink and explained why she should have let me sleep….my snores would have stopped that man in his tracks I’ll be bound!!! Anyway, by Wednesday lunchtime, I was searching for gun with which to shoot myself as life was losing its value and then hurrah! I remembered a lovely little note stencilled on A4 sitting in the dim recesses of my old battered briefcase, given to me by my own dear Father many years ago before he joined the great Boardroom in the sky. I opened it up with loud clicks, just as we were being told about the upswing downloaded durable marketability of something or other, much to the chagrin of the speaker…I studiously avoided eye contact with him and started heaving papers out on the table in front of me and with a flourish withdrew said paper. Passing it to my Assistant, I asked her to make the requisite copies…she looked at me wide eyed, shaking her head from side to side…I insisted. So off she went, and returned a minute later. I took them and carefully wrote the name of every delegate in turn on the copies. Then I reloaded my battered briefcase and with loud snaps locked it again. After what seemed another eternity it came to questions and comments. I put my hand up (well I am quite housetrained) and the speaker asked what I had to say…my response was “Actually very little, but I thought this would be of interest to everyone.” I then stood (and so did my Assistant, she knew, after all, what was coming). I walked around the table handing out the sheet of paper to everyone, and said thank you. The paper simply said
“Bored with your insignificant life? Tired of being alone? Want to meet other people and make friends? Hold a meeting”
I exited the building PDQ and headed back to my office…it was time to earn a living again…and yes, I cancelled all my other meetings for the week….and after all, I was sure it was time for my turns on cc.
Talking of which…what has been happening this week? Well the news story on all the headers has to be that old Multi Assassin, JR and his decision to go for gold. Now this is the guy who has made the front page his home for as long as it takes oil to form from plankton! The questions were on everyone’s lips? Has he lost his marbles? Whatever is he up to? Then it became apparent. The decision had been made; JR was going for more medals. I must tell you reader, I went and bought myself a very special bottle of the vintage stuff on the back of that, having bet myself some weeks back that JR would not just sit for his number of gongs. Congrats to you JR for what has to be the most bizarre decision made this week (however, I know better and am sure this is but a temporary measure, so the front pagers had better keep their powder dry as the points take will be hurt while you feed avariciously on the way back up.)
The dice Gods have been particularly cantankerous and capricious it seems this week, with threads starting again. It does make yours truly wonder you know. Do players wander through their cc experience and never think about these spectacular runs of poor dice….maybe they think it will always be ok and they will forever bask in the sunshine of success? Do I care? Not really, but a congrats to those Gods for bringing yet more stress to some recently. Especially poor Ancient...now here is a player who had a rant after seeing his games go to the dogs with some poor dice runs, then saw his rant moved to FW sharpish by that mod we all love…wicked. Now, although this thread started some time back, it has proved interesting with a post by a new player ‘amitsa’.
Hi,
I am a new joinee...I also realized that if defender has only 1 army , the attacker keeps losing armies...I had 9 vs 1 and could not take a territory...Is there a feedback mechanism for game development team somewhere?
You have to laugh don’t you…otherwise you would cry.
And on the subject of forum quotes, here’s a couple that had yours truly chuckling.
A congrats to kemmler for a subtly chauvinist post this week:
Kemmler wrote:all girl thread gatecrashed!
it's quite a good tool anyway...
I had a good chortle at Optimus Prisms comment in the thread about his Rank etc:
Well, how cool is it that someone made a thread about me. Never had that happen before. ...
Well there you go Optimus, you are now a ‘happening’ member.
So dear reader, that about wraps it up from me this week. I am sure we will all be in and out of cc this coming 7 days, and I wish you all the best luck in the battles. May the game Gods smile on you, the Dice Gods be pleasant and not treacherous, their poor relations the Cards Gods be wise and the Drop Gods be fair....and if they're not...you can always rely on that old fallback, strategy.