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| Jun-29-11 | | achieve: What's yuze smokin'?
heh
Nice one, dak ;) 85+ % of learning takes place when you're asleep, 14.95% while you're hardly awake. |
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Jun-29-11
 | | Domdaniel: ... and you can't tell people anything they don't already know. So what's this 'learning' actually *for*, hmm?
Heh. |
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Jun-29-11
| | Domdaniel: < What's yuze smokin'? >
Tobacco, with specially added corporate carcinogens and esoteric compounds to make sure the addicts stay that way. I can think of better things to smoke, but that's all they had in the shop. |
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| Jun-29-11 | | Once: Dabble with 1. e4? Nah, don't do it.
I'm a lifelong 1. e4 man myself, but I'm still going to say that. Not because I think it's a poor choice. It clearly isn't. <Insert inevitable Bobby quote here>. But if it isn't what you are used to then I can't really see much reason to move away from what you normally play. In my book, comfort and knowledge in an opening are worth far than the objective worth of the opening itself. As white I've never opened a serious game with anything other than ye olde pawne to kynge's fourth. But as black I used to bounce around like a bouncy around thing, especially my response to 1. d4. And the inevitable result was that my success with white was much much better than with black. And much more than the normal advantage that white enjoys. Switch to consistent black openings (French and Dutch) and my black results started to match my whites. Okay, so it's no an exhaustive statistical analysis. But the conclusion I reached was that it was better to play an opening that you know well than to switch around hoping to find the absolute best opening. |
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Jun-29-11
| | Domdaniel: <Once> My black results (French and Dutch, oddly enough) are *much* better than my white results. In my last couple of events I won most of my black games and drew the rest. With white, I had trouble winning anything - hence the need to restructure. I'm good on the counterpunch with black, and I have 30 years' (sic) experience with the French, which helps. With white, I get good positions with the Reti/English/Catalan complex, but tend to try to force matters prematurely. Yes, I should be less premature. I understand one can get specialist help with this, but who likes to admit it? |
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| Jun-29-11 | | TheFocus: I have on occasion actually resigned too early.
Clearly a case of premature capitulation. |
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| Jun-29-11 | | Once: I got married too early. Premature emasculation. |
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Jun-29-11
| | Domdaniel: Is this what they mean by "Don't shoot until you see the white of their eyes" ...? Alea jacta est. |
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| Jun-30-11 | | Once: How come all this talk reminds me of Lulu? "Enjoy"... He has a powerful weapon
He charges a million a shot,
An assassin that's second to none,
The man with the golden gun.
Lurking in some darkened doorway,
Or crouched on a roof top somewhere,
In the next room, or this very one
The man with the golden gun.
Love is required whenever he's hired,
It comes just before the kill.
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
For his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor victim,
Has come to a glittering end,
For a price, he'll erase anyone
The man with the golden gun.
His eye may be on you or me.
Who will he bang?
We shall see. Oh yeah!
Love is required whenever he's hired,
It comes just before the kill.
No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
For his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor victim,
Has come to a glittering end,
If you want to get rid of someone,
The man with the golden gun
Will get it done
He'll shoot anyone
With his golden gun.
Cheesy or what? The story was the the tertiary-nippled Scaramanga was the world's deadliest assassin who always needed a bit of horizontal mamba before carrying out a hit. Hence the not so subtle double-entendres. |
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Jun-30-11
| | Domdaniel: <Once> I dimly recall that in Fleming's original novel there was some spook psychobabble about Scaramanga being impotent, so that the guns and mambas were compensatory overkill. Or something. I always preferred <The Man with the Golden Arm>. Uh, should we even be talking about Gold? Goldminers often use cyanide, which is pretty poisonous. |
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Jun-30-11
 | | OhioChessFan: <Uh, should we even be talking about Gold?> Au, you're right. |
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Jun-30-11
| | Domdaniel: Au veigh, a carat a day.
<Bond gritted his teeth as Auric J. Aurumsby, master of chess, crime, yellow metal and world domination, threw a heavy golden Rook at his head. Luckily, the grit reacted with the special saliva provided by Q, forming aqua regia, the legendary 'king of waters' known to ancient alchemists. The golden Rook dissolved into a fluffy cloud, and Bond snapped his gold chains (memo: use molybdenum steel next time) and rose to face the leering Aurumsby...Suddenly, the Golden Horde arrived on mad passionate ponies...> |
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Jul-01-11
| | Domdaniel: Right, I'm off. I fully intend to win this one. |
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Jul-01-11
 | | Annie K.: How's it going, <Dom>? :) |
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Jul-01-11
| | Domdaniel: It is going by train, <Annie>. |
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| Jul-01-11 | | hms123: <Dom> good luck! Bring back some French scalps for us to admire. |
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Jul-01-11
| | Annie K.: Smartass.
(And the other end's not bad either.) :p
Good luck! :) |
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Jul-01-11
| | Domdaniel: Merci. It is now in situ, girding its stout cortex against the dawn. |
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Jul-01-11
| | Annie K.: Aha. Good luck tomorrow, then. :) |
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Jul-02-11
| | Domdaniel: It is now tomorrow, they tell me. My 1st-round opponent is Elizabeth Shaughnessy. Now rated just 1463 (!), but she has played in 3 Irish olympiad teams this century, so that's probably a significant under-evaluation. A *very* e4-type player: likes gambits, could meet 1.d4 with 1...e5 or the Chigorin. Goes for wild tactics and throws pawns around like confetti, and is dangerous. Not much evidence how she plays against my kind of stuff, and I'm White. We shall see. Unless some last-minute entries turn up, this is an unusually small event (14 players in the draw - I'm seeded 6th). My initial projection for the points totals after 5 rounds is: 1 on 4.5/5, 1 on 4/5, 2 on 3.5/5. I won't say yet where I intend to be. The pairings in later rounds could get weird. I once played in an over-1900 9-rnd swiss with a similar number of competitors, where I drew 7 games in succession. Near the end I was paired against one of the leaders, about 4 points ahead of me - he'd played everyone else near him. At the other extreme you get events where there are too many players for a (5/6/7-round) swiss to resolve. In Dundrum 1976 I scored 6.5/7, and only came 2nd to a guy on 7/7, obviously without playing him. Here it seems inevitable that to do well I'll have to beat almost all the higher-rated players. One of them is a fellow ex-2000-on-the-skids, the others seem to be, ah, lifelong vegetarians. We shall see what we see. More later. |
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| Jul-02-11 | | mworld: I would gladly place the bottle between us and lose to you provided you spent the most time thinking... |
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Jul-02-11
| | Domdaniel: <mworld> I'm not sure whether I *ever* think. I may not even be fully sentient, though another coffee should do it. The venue here is an isolated hotel on the outer fringes of the city, stuck in a vast sprawl of motorways and flyovers and interchanges. Alien terrain to me, a non-driver. It just looks like the planet JG Ballard described in 'Concrete Island' and 'Crash'. Though the latter had more sex. I'm just back from a weary 40-minute trudge through the marginally pedestrian-tolerant fringes of this concrete wasteland, in search of a shop or service station selling newspapers, cigarettes, and the other rudimentaria of proper city life. I'm used to having these things on my doorstep. But not here. This is commuter-belt country, where you're a driver or you don't exist. I never found the shop, but after I turned around to trudge back, a couple of passing chessplayers stopped to give me a lift. One of them was the top seed in my section. Helpful, and ominous. Sentience for Dummies ...
<Sometimes I think about thinking.
Sometimes I sit on my hands.
But I never think with external organs
And I never think with my glands.> |
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| Jul-02-11 | | mworld: I've reflected and realized the error of my prejudice. If Binet were here AJ would no longer be a moron, but an imbecile...rather more appropriately French. |
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| Jul-02-11 | | mworld: btw, when in doubt more sex. it always makes more sense. |
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Jul-02-11
| | Annie K.: <Dom> what city is that, anyways? :) |
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