When I opened my chessforum last week some people here realised that they are on my ‘ignore list’ They felt offended, at least astonished. Well, they shouldn’t. Please don’t feel offended.

< I have nothing against any chessgames.com user !!! <<<<>>>>>

I only use this tool to reduce the information flood of the chessforum-page here at chessgames.com. Hence a great number of the top 40 posters are on the list.

I use this method already for one year and it worked for me. I read most of these great fora over weekend, but don’t post that much anymore - you may have noticed - as a lot of themes were then completed. It’s like reading a bi-monthly magazine instead of a daily newspaper.

I am sorry if my behaviour caused any confusions on your side and I apologise for any inconvenience.

1. Ruy Lopez

2. Real Life

3. Resident Legitimacy

4. Rupert Laughs

5. Regina Ludificatrix

Nanus venenatus = poison dwarf

Stella errans = planet

Miseram = I had sent

Redhalo = to exhale [can't you just see the pungent <red halo> round Bill Clinton's head, smelling of 'funny' smoke which he just couldn't expel from his lungs fast enough ... ?]

Virga = stick
Virgo = girl

Stipes = blockhead

Stipulatiuncula = slight stipulation

Stlattarius = seaborne

Simulate = deceitfully

Eructo = to talk drunkenly about

Undae stellae errantes = Planet Waves

Cupiditas = Desire

Sanguis in Orbitis = Blood on the Tracks

Robertus Homocamera Gratuito Flectens = The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

I take that as a compliment.

So ... just to get this straight in my head (man) ... none of this stuff, including the previous debate on possible Hai-motives, is actually visible to you in your Whiteshark persona. But, as <8284>, you can see it all anyway.

Hmm. If this is to work, <8284> should be like an android with built-in telomere decay, or some kind of artificially truncated lifespan. He needs to live just long enough to explain what <Haifisch> is up to. Then he dies.

Otherwise he might take over, which would defeat the whole purpose.

Anyway, <whiteshark> had the dubious honour of being the first and only user ever put on *my* Iggy list. After about 8 hours I realized I couldn't keep up the act, and I un-Iggy'd you/him.

There'll be no more Iggying on my watch. But I understand your reasoning, and good luck...

You're not by any remote chance the famous sanitation engineer whose domain was a gigantic septic tank?

Freiheit ist Fruhstuck.

La liberte, c'est un petit dejeuner.

Freedom is a breakfast food.

<Grob's Angriff 1.g4> is, of course, named for one of its foremost analysts and exponents, the Swiss painter Grob. Not to be confused with the archaeologist who wrote about Bronze Age Bog People, thus influencing the poet Seamus Heaney. Was he a Glob or a Grob?

But is it total coincidence that 'grob' means 'coarse, profane, crude, blasphemous, rude' etc in Yiddish?

And it's a <Reverse Borg> as well.

<Resistance is feudal.>

Even in ohms.

When I play with my dick shunnery, do I shun my dick playery?

I want ... a shrubbery. And no more Bushes, ever. Let a thousand privets wilt.

I'm happy.

Heppy?

Heh--

Reminds me of a tragic industrial accident that occurred in Scranton, Pennsylvania.

Did you hear about that guy? He fell into a vat at the glass making factory.

HE MADE A SPECTACLE OF HIMSELF

HAHAHAHAAH

choke

wheee

For example, his efforts to build a viable domestic sewing machine -- a crucial element in the femino-industrial revolution, liberating women from tasks like peeling an endless potato and freeing them to darn a bottomless sock instead.

But Edison's machine simply didn't work. He turned to his assistant, young Tom Swift, and barked a command.

I dunno. Maybe I could try Latinizing the rest of the Dylan oeuvre. Should keep me "busy" for a while.

As my good friend Idle Nomad always says, "The Devil finds work for Idle's hands -- he'd dam' well better, it's in the contract. And us Nomads don't sell our souls cheap, whether we actually believe in 'em or not".

Surveys show that 61% of Americans would sell their souls to Satan, but only 13% would sign the same contract with Beelzebub, and just 4% with Lucifer. And 98% of those who *would* sign a demonic contract would worry about getting blood into the pen, and who might have used the nib before, and whether the Lord of the Flies had access to good sterilization equipment.

And 52% of those who don't believe in the Devil would sell their souls to him anyway, if the price was right. The price, rather tediously, tends to consist of some combination of money, sex and power, with a bit of comp/cyber stuff thrown in ... like, eg ... "I want a bright purple Paris Hilton, no, wait, make that *four* Parises in different shades of maroon, plus a laser pointer with tits ... and I want Bush and the Russian guy cheering me on while I, you know, give it to 'em. Especially the laser. Oh, yeah, and a laser beam set to stun shining out of my @#£@ as well ..."

Zerotheists allow that the number might be different in the past or future. God may not have been born yet, for example. Or she might have been around in the past, but expired. Or both, given a few wormholes and timeloops, easy-peasy for a deity.

We *have* learned that, whether they exist or not, gods speak Dutch - but not very well.

- Mijn god, wat mankeert je?

I was trying to find out when the Strawberries were coming in...

Me: "Dalgi? Na-il? Issayo?

A. Did I miff you?
B. Is the "quality" of my posts dropping off?

I really hope it's "B" rather than "A"...

Ooh in Kingscrusher lingo, I inadvertently said what I'm really trying to say:

"I miff you very much".

Is it secret language?

Is it like the <LAPD>?

all of them in a single link!

When "Mommy's feeling good," <Dom> had better watch his step...

Er.. Deffi- are you by any chance playing Drunk Bullet Chess on the Internet and winning?

But *not* 'Disorder'. One of the personas, Stella Errans, is an obsessive-compulsive tidyer-upper (her parents were savaged by an enraged dishwashing machine). She never lets things get disordered.

"Razor blades
Cannot defeat you
Only wounded fridges
Eat you."

We could have a convention. Book a hotel and conference hall for thousands ... <mack> can stay in the bar, and Niels can play the piano.

NN, NN and NN can stay away, as they haven't got a single personality between them.