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Shryke wins.

I'm more scared of them than terrorists. At least you can arrest terrorists.

Passport, memorised card and passport numbers, pliers, mosquito net, change of socks and underwear. Also one addition to the list - a scrim scarf. Basically a net you can use as a scarf, bag, mosquito net, fishing net, etc. If you can get one made out of silk when you are out there I'd be interested in buying.

Up the guards! I agree it's very hard to get the guard to work well. Largely because they can't dig in IMO. Soft infantry have a very simple set of imperatives 1. Move 2. Shoot anything unfriendly at arrival location 3. Dig hole, and climb into it. 4. Make hole more roomy, add top-cover 5. Brew tea.

Bum. I hath forgotten my bloody account name and passsword for photobucket. I am a cybercretin.

Having a nasty scar on my shin from a little girl fetching me a mischief using a long stick, and missing a clump of hair on my head whence it was ripped by another little girl, I am not reassured.

There are bombings almost weekly somewhere in India. If it does remember to get compression on, and as soon as possible clean out the wounds. A lot of fragment damage from terrorist bombs is bits of people. Nice.

Ah, I guessed about the advantages, but I usually don't wait about. Get it done now, you never know when you'll need it. But I left the rear forces unpromoted. And apologies for the conversion thing. But on the bright side at least I din't do anything wierd like Hinduism. No sense trying to placate that bloc as we're going to crushkill them toot sweet. Bed now... sooooo sleepy...

That's what I was thinking. There are some awesome moves in there. The only real let down was the music. This was much more original in choreography than most of the later matrix films. That bit where she stamps on a beam and then kicks it at her opponents was hilarious.

Worked it out. Sorry about the lack of pics. But it's late and I can't remember my password. Can I request that the new city be called Fat City in honour of the late great Hunter S Thompson? God_Emperor_Feargus_AD_0580.zip

I'm just chewing my way through a rather fine and fiery sag paneer while looking into the game. 1. An expression of mild surprise crosses W's features when he notices that a number of units have not used their upgrades. Thinks: what Walter Mitty nonsense is this? Does nothing yet. 2. Hatshepsut demands the currency tech. I tell her to get stuffed. 3. Elizabeth asks to swap resources. In a patriotic ferment I agree. 4. Dur-Kurigalzu is looking mighty tempting. I have two catapults in the works, and intend to hit it with three swordsmen. I notice somebody *directs glare at pid* has pegged a new site for city, and I will have to somewhere building a settler. 5. Being a vat-grown fool I choose to convert to christianity. However, I have perfect confidence all will be well. 6. Time is running short, and a spy is caught near Peragus. This act of Babylonian aggression cannot go unpunished, and besides which we're running short of cash to pay the men. Cry havoc and all that. 7. At the same time as declaring war I have begun building crossbowmen, since they are superb all-rounders, and also knocked out a spearman for DOOM in case Hattie gets odd notions. I have also begun researching horse riding, since I think with such a large empire full of open space the only sensible option is a roving defence if two fronts open up. 8. Our forces cross the border in fine style. Once across, my whimsical provision of a chariot proves fortuitous. A Babylonian axeman on the road is minced quite easily. I considered bringing them back in, but the temptation to cut the road proved too great. We're going to be faffing about this end of their country and I don't want them racing down here. 9. The chariot actually survives my gamble, and returns to the fold, with a melee promotion. Compounded by some locals who aid them, no doubt impressed by their ferocious demeanour. Meanwhile our first crossbow unit has arrived in good order, just in time for the assault. Let's see how it goes... 10. ...besides the unexpected death of a swordsman everything goes very well, and I even have the chance to nobble ANOTHER lot of reinforcements with the chariot, who I've now christened 1/1st Royal Bastards. 11. Borsippa is now the target, and although our catapult survived I have another ready so it moves up onto the wooded hills with a protecting garrison bowman. I added the escort because he's obsolete and might actually be some use. 12. Well, JUST AS I PLANNED the archer and catapult are annihilated by a swordsman and an axemen. Er... bugger. 13. Our army is now rested and has washed its hair, so it advances. Yet again our opponent proffers a reinforcing axeman, that the Royal Bastards mince despite being a bit understrength. 14. A horse archer is beaten like a non-mathematically gifted Indian slum child by a swordsman, who is then mashed flat by a garrison trained crossbowman. Cheered greatly by news from the front our people near the cpaital discover a way of turning frogs into vodka. We get a winery! 15. I realise I have run out of time. Can someone explain how to transfer the file?

I'll do it, but I have to cook first. Give me an hour to get back with the completed turn. It's currently zulu 21.56.

Pregnant vandals?

I would contrast the message in this film with the Poseidon adventure. In the Poseidon adventure the people ignore official instructions and live. In this film people ignore official instructions and kill the entire human race. One film is American. The other is British. Coincidence?

Most likely. Poor sods.

Old thread: http://forums.obsidianent.com/index.php?sh...mp;#entry807385

Today I was mostly hungover. Read a lot of military history, watched The Poseidon Adventure and Assault on Precinct 13. Looked up chef's knives.

You don't know the chap so you can be forgiven for thinking him not a true fan. Hee's supported Chelsea for over twenty years, long before they became big. And I do understand his point of view. I just don't share it.

I like the bit where they try to buy him off, but are so spectacularly corrupt that one of their own steals most of the bribe.

What about those guys who just stroll down the road vandalising cars? Kicking off wing mirrors and scraping the paintwork. What's that all about?

Good man. On the subject of not trusting guides, which I mentioned earlier: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/7043668.stm The caves they went into had warning signs up, but they went in anyway.

I find myself in the uncomfortable and unenviable position of being out of my depth. Can someone please help out by outlining the two cases? I think it is interesting, however that as taks says it may be the case that our optimal course of action remains the same irrespective of where we sit on the question. we need to move away from combustion fuels, and rein in overpopulation.

I have a friend who supports Chelsea. He takes the Mourinho view that winning is more important than how. It seem Abramovich and I agree that it is not. How you win - at least on a sports field - is at least half the game.

I remember reading about a guy who smashed a car window to get a stuffed toy on the back seat. 100% total lack of empathy with the owner.

As Gorgo says, if it were merely warmer and wetter that would be largely groovy. However we are talking disturbed patterns and upheaval. Equatorial desertification, and flooding towards the poles. Never mind the loss of arable land due to sea rises. On a side note, the rise in populations alone could be enough to provoke many larger wars and instability. Many developing nations have populations expanding at rates much faster than their economies can grow. Dissatisfaction and extremism are far more predictable than the weather.