Yo dawg, we herd u like shitpostin, so we....

I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. -_-

Not exactly a gunshot bride, are ya?

Nah...you didn't have to.

I wil afriad the enigma wizard! 0_o

In any case, I'd recommend filling the case with expanding packaging foam. It comes in a self-containing bag which expands and conforms to the shape of the innards of your system. Instapak or Flashpac come to mind. You can probably find it at Lowe's or Home Despot.

You can probably also find a thicker, denser foam to secure to the corners of the case, then it *should* be adequate for carry-on.

You could be right.

That's a bad example...Lance was framed by the Free Software Foundation. I have proof.

It also helps to throw down a little extra cash for a first class ticket. There seem to be unspoken perks among TSA type regarding those who seem like gentlefolk of leisure. I was waved through despite 4 false positives...the woman with the two small children standing behind me was treated like a dangerous felon.

It's important to pop an uber on yourself before the big game. It's a part of warming up, just like groin stretches and kegels.

Gibus-wearing scrub on the servers.

Invite player in the bedroom.

Too impatient to cultivate a relationship (slim pickings in the bible belt, in terms of people who are not mentally ill).

Doing just fine.

(Also amused, as an acquaintance signed up for a penal colony and long story short, it wasn't what he thought it was going to be)

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If you want attention that badly, go back to SPUF.

Was that like a godwin or something?

I won't comment on the specifics of this particular situation, except to say it gives me some vibes (not all of them, clearly) of a greater pattern (of which no one person's individual extenuations bears special weight), which I would sum up thusly:

1) Be an egotistical, albeit exceptionally talented, player (not necessarily a bad thing unto itself).

2) Season after season, form impromptu teams with your buddies, then slack off, or better yet, disband, after your first significant losses, blissfully dis-acknowledging the fact that good players do not necessarily make a good team and that perhaps, just perhaps, the ability to work together seamlessly and fluidly has more significance than 1-on-1 deathmatches.

3) In the wake of this dearth of coherence, wonder why there aren't more sponsors interacting with the league or the "teams".

4) Complain that nobody takes the sport seriously and threaten to leave, the same way a bipolar, coke-addicted wife threatens to leave her man every other week (bonus points for actually quitting, then quietly creeping back after two or three seasons).

5) Turn 30, realize you are getting older and closer to death, and decide to move on, perhaps finding a wife/husband and throwing down a triple mortgage.

6) Use the fact that the league died along with your enthusiasm as justification for writing it all off.

7) Crank out a kid or two who might just pick up mommy's/daddy's rocket launcher or scattergun and take up the passion like their parents before them.

8) Watch your progeny pull the same crap and complain about how the young are ruining everything for you.

9) Get old and die.

10) In the afterlife, decide you are somehow qualified to be somebody's Obi-Wan and fruitlessly haunt them as their mentor.

11) Complain about the living not appreciating anything.

12) Sit around for a few billion years, blame the league for the sun becoming a red giant and eating the earth.

13) Sit around like a curmudgeon as the universe continues to expand and cool and protons and neutrons fizz out of existence.

...or am I being too cynical?

I was forced to take a course or two in high school...did ok, but I remember essentially none of it. My dad is a PhD organic chemist (who works in anything but), and therefor the black sheep of a family of mechanical and aeronautical engineers, so he was cool with my de facto rebellion.

Astronomy is not a real science? Poo on you!

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