Walsingham

I'd have thought that against the front line that would be a case of coals to Newcastle.

*dragged along by virtue of their being his fingers*

Women are strange. They try to read far too much into everything. This is how they enjoy Catherine Cookson.

Like I say, I'm ashamed to report that it is considered downright fashionable to be bigoted about Americans over here. The only upside is that it gives me the opportunity to bushwhack unsuspecting socialites when they say that sort of thing around me.

Thought: what about a bomb that induces massive over-activity in the brain, that leaves te individual completely catatonic with exhaustion? A sort of Agent Orange for brains. Thinks: I bet this is how zombies work.

Stupid Far Cry. Lousy stupid last level.

I concur with my learned colleague, the scumsucking arch heretic.

Hmmmm...

I am utterly baffled by the notion that a target number (option b) is more sensible. It may well be what you are used to, but in purely mathematical terms the percentile approach is more straightforward, and is the approach used in every simulation I've ever seen. This is because: 1. Most scientific data can be used to construct a (0,1) probabilty of something happening. 2. A large number of computerised systems are capable of generating good pseudo-random (0,1) numbers. 3. You may want to use a probability distribution to sample from, like the poisson or normal distribution. In a completely made up doolalli gameworld like D&D there's no reason why points 1 and 3 would interest you. But in any remotely real world setting they might. Kaft, if you're talking about game design then you may want to include these points, because it can greatly simplify making your target tables and so on. Hence... *and with this Walsingham recedes into a tangle of anecdotes concerning risk analysis and, for some reason, baboons.*

Damn straight. Bollinger all the way.

How about a bomb that induces overpowering curiosity?

#2 If it 'does exactly what it says on the tin' then how come when it says 'open other end' it never is?

I've no idea how much it costs as a foreigner. But you'd be able to drink legally... And just think of all that lovely bigotry directed at you for being an American! Oh wait, no that's something that I'm deeply ashamed of. My sales technique needs work.

You mean 'commenting with arch feminine charm', surely?

Come to the UK!

You can be crazy and right, you know. At least that's what the voices in my head told me.

What if I really am the only person who can prevent forest fires? What the hell am I doing working in the UK if that's true, and why hasn't FEMA got in touch about a green card?

Thats been around a long time. While on aircraft carriers for my sea duty I remember standing watches on the rear sponson while in ports. There, welded to the deck was a large metal box that contained two "disabling" types of grenades. One was VS (tear gas) and the other was a vomiting/diarrhea agent. Sadly, nobody attacked on my watch so I never got to try them. *shock and awe* Oh MAN. I have got to get some of those! Are you sure they're for real?

I'm afraid that as far as I'm concerned I'm not going to smoke while pumping gas. Apart from the obvious bad press if you did explode, it just sounds _wrong_.

My school was rather backward. Any rumour of a 'bending unit' would doubtless have resulted in the poor thing being persecuted for being gay. Which would have been unfortunate if I had also been able to get the flamethrowers working (also a rather bad plan in a wooden robot).

WHo is talking about killing anybody; the sex bomb is non-lethal. At least if you don't already have a weak heart or something, I suppose. I think the sex bomb qualifies as a lethality enabler. Although frankly, rather like Bill Hicks, if I topped a ridgeline and saw 50 hairy sets of man ass bobbing away I'd run like hell.

Blackcurrant and ginseng tea.

Sorry to hear you're ill. Nothing serious, I hope?

Seems to me it's basic meme theory. People will believe any old rubbish if it gives them an excuse to behave in a way they wanted to to begin with. It's the first rule of leading awkward masses - tell them to do what they were going to do anyway.

Fighting the system can be good. My prep school falsified my test results so they could send me off to boarding school early. This because I was causing far too much trouble, organising the other pupils, asking awkward questions, and trying to build a robot in woodwork class. That last may not have been terribly smart, though.