Robert C
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I'd be shocked if the Big 12 added SMU. Doesn't add a new market at all and has a fairly small, if wealthy, alumni base. They've been pretty much irrelevant to football in Texas since the mid 80s. If they're gonna add old SWC schools, I think they'd look at UH before SMU, and I don't think they're gonna add UH.
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Only defense I can come up with on the new sniper is just to avoid situations where it's useful. Fight in close against people that've mastered it.
I ought to be on later tonight. Got about 10000 loads of baby clothes to wash today first.
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Listening to Chip Brown's (Texas/B12 stooge mouthpiece) XM show right now and it is hilarious. So much mad.
Ah, that's the good stuff. I could give a shit about who deserved to be #4. I wanted comedy out of this, and it's gonna deliver. My only worry is that I'm not sure it can get better than Chip Brown having a fit.
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Don't know how anybody would be surprised that it was Baylor that hired the lobbyist. They do have Ken Starr as their university president, after all.
Anyway, I'd like to thank the committee for the early Christmas present. The wailing and gnashing of teeth here in Big 12 land will be glorious. The only thing that would've made it funnier to me would've been having Texas in the place of TCU.
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On the cake question - if I was asked that in an interview alarm bells would start going off rather loudly. I've been an EE for more years than I care to count, and the only times I've encountered a lot of instructions have been bad ones. One was working for a defense contractor. The government required them to employ engineers when they would've been better off with good technicians. The other was when a former supervisor was outright trying to fudge data to make himself look better.
In a normal work environment I just never encounter that situation. I usually just get told what I need to deliver and then they leave it up to me to figure out how to do it. The good managers realize that their people have a better understanding of the individual technical areas than they ever will. My boss knows I know my shit better than he does, which goes for most of the people that work for him. If I didn't he'd find somebody to replace me that did.
Honestly, if you're looking for people that can follow technical instructions, you're much better off trying to find good techs. They come much cheaper, and will probably do a better job anyway.
Also, I fucking hate interviewing people. I get more nervous interviewing others than I ever did going through interviews myself. The worst is when I know 5 minutes into the interview that it's not working out, but I've gotta pad the time till the next person comes in to take over from me.
On the cats, my 5 all share a single box. We haven't any issues. We got most of them when they were 3-4 weeks old, so maybe they just don't know any better. We have a limited number of possible locations for litter because there aren't many places my dogs can't go. The pit and setter can go through cat doors with ease. The mastiff can either go over or bulldoze her way through just about anything.
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Well, shit. Sorry I missed the carnage. I would've tried to log on, but I left I xbox at home, and I was in this tiny ass little goat ranching town in west Texas that has a total of 3 buildings and not even any cell service. My wife is a lucky woman, with the garden spots I take her on vacation. I think she's catching on to my bullshit though. We were trying to figure out what made some tracks down the river. I told her they were probably chupacabra, but she informed me they were clearly too small for that.
I ought to be on later tonight, if anybody is around. Gotta clean up the giant mess I just made out of my house first.
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Fuck - if I am ever in a deathmatch where Don and melraz are on the same team - I am going to employee the Big Fresh method of fleeing the map
Wouldn't that require you to actually play GTA?
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I had a hell of a lot of fun in that firefight on the island. The nice thing about it - we probably fought it out for at least half an hour, and never once saw a cop. That more than made up for them continually spawning right next to me. Stout really needed the Mary Lou for that fight. It was pretty much essential with no cover in an enclosed location. One of the guys was pretty good, finished up maybe 25-18 on him. I had another about 45-15. One guy became my all time victim. I was up 83-10 when he left the server. We cleared another server for the DVDR, with the help of the surprise misanthrope run-in.
No gaming for me till at least Tuesday or Wednesday.
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Yeah, Robert and I were bad men on the prowl in Los Santos. Fairly easy night. One dude was hilarious - he had been fighting both of us for a while, so he knew we were working together. But he'd still get so focused on one of us that the other one could go up to him and pickpocket him and he would be none the wiser.
I'd snipe him, he'd respawn and be so focused on me that he'd have his back turned on Robert, who'd snipe him. He'd respawn and be so focused on Robert that I could line up a back-of-the-head shot, etc. Hi-lar-ious.
We also nearly Allah Akbared AmmuNation out of sticky bombs. Very cathartic night.
Had to give style points for one kill on me, though: Two dudes on a motorcycle Allah Akbared me.
It was nice to be back with ordinary, decent criminals again, and of course to be able to be part of the Nite Shift brethren. The server we were in had some insanely low levels at the start, and even the high levels were terrible. 3 guys had me surrounded, but I had em outnumbered even before Stout showed up to run em off. Then we were kicking the shit out of another guy only to figure out he was a level 274.
We had a few decent fights here and there, but never really did find anybody we couldn't handle, even at the one point where we got surrounded by 4 or 5 in an area with no cover.
Went through a shitload of sticky bombs, but only blew up one personal vehicle. That one was because some guy had a completely generic looking personal car - like an Asterope or something.
The guy that kept focusing on us was amazing, We were actually doing some decent teamwork for once, and it was almost like he'd forget that there was two of us. He'd just focus all his attention on whoever killed him last. I could've stabbed him in the back for one of my kills.
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Well, the parole board saw fit to let me out of prison. I still had the dunce hat on at first, till I dumped it. I'm guessing that my secondary character is still wearing the damn thing. Haven't done any freemode yet. I guess it's safe to keep on murdering, but I figure I'll have to stay away from personal cars till I start getting good player rewards again. So far, I've kept my killing to state sanctioned deathmatches.
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I was having troubles of my own last night. Got kicked off XBOX live 3 times. I just gave up the last time, since it was too damn late.
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Yeah, and we had to run over him in a hotel swimming pool to get even that one.
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You need a chisel to dig out? If you get stuck in there me and stout can keep blowin up each others cars until we get put in the hole with ya.
Man, you're fucking teflon. Ain't no way you're ever gonna get stuck in here. You could probably go to Rockstars parking lot, plant c4 on employee cars, and they'd give you a medal for it.
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The results of my research seem to show that I can shorten my sentence by spamming races, and by getting good player reviews through the GTA online. Hopefully that works.
I gotta get out of her man. The walls are closin in on me.
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Crap, looks like I misread my original sentencing papers. I was sentenced to 2 days, not just 1.
I should still be on later. I'm gonna have to see if I can grab an Akuma and go all Steve McQueen in the Great Escape on these assholes. They ain't gonna keep me in the hole any longer.
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Well, shit. I'm all outta likes for today.
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I've been lookin up the terms of my parole online, and it looks like I might need my fellow crew members to put in a good word with Rockstar. Apparently they actually listen to that shit. I'm sure that recommendations to the parole board from such fine, upstanding citizens as yourselves will do wonders for my case.
Read a few posts on the Rockstar forums where people were complaining about getting put in bad sport. Rockstar responded that one guy blew up 240 cars, and another got 150. I'm sitting there thinking 150, that's a couple weeks tops for us.
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I'm terrible about shopping in public rooms. I'm always like "There are no dots near me. I'll be quick." Nearly every single time, the menu disappears and all I can do is stand there with my new britches on while I get gunned down.
Chasing them down and making their life hell afterwards is fun though.
You'd think a woman in terry cloth short shorts would get a little more respect...
It might be the hockey mask that trips you up there.
I think I get out of the pen around 7 or 8 my time. I'll probably be on after that, if anybody else is around.
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I put on the TV a few times last night, and there was one guy shopping for clothes right in the middle of downtown in that map I was in. There were also a few that were AFK. Wrong room for that. Lots of passive going on too. Mostly high level fuckers, with high K/D ratios, like you'd expect, but there was one level 9 as well. I never ran into him, but I'm figuring his role was prison bitch.
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A rhetorical question. How many Cowboy or Texan fans are also Baylor fans? Just throwing that out there.
I'd say about 7, which is pretty much Baylor's total fanbase.
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In all seriousness, the funniest part of the whole thing to me was that he probably got the dunce cap for blowing up 80 bajillion Zentornos over the last year, yet all we kept hearing over the headset was, "BOOOOOOOM fuck your Zentorno buddy!!!"
You can put a man in a dunce cap, but while you were busy making sure it fit, he's pulled a RPG out of his back pocket and shoved it straight up your shiny super car's tailpipe anyway.
"I think it adds 10 minutes to my sentence every time I blow up a car" ...
BOOM! "There goes some dude's Adder."
First thing I did when I got in there was shotgun a guy out of his Zentorno, then blow it up. It kept sending me updates on how long I had left in purgatory. The clock starts at 24 hours, and I think it adds 10 minutes or so for each personal car you blow up. I probably added less than 2 hours to my sentence while I was in there. Once I figured out the timer, I started trying to get the scum around me to blow up all of my cars. I got up to 18 of the 20 blown up before people stopped helping me out. On the plus side, taking cover behind your personal vehicle was actually a viable tactic for once.
And y'all know you can't help yourselves with shiny things any better than I can. It's like shaking a string in front of a kitten. It's in our DNA, man.
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No racists? I would have thought Bad Sport would have been full of racists.
I spent most of the time in a party with ordinary, decent folks like melraz, jstouit, and RUkered, so I couldn't hear em. I did get a couple texts that were nicely homophobic, so i guess there's that.
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I have seen the other side. It is a desolate wasteland full of the worst of Los Santos. Where tanks roam at will in great herds, destroying all in their path. Where they sky is blackened by swarms of jets overhead. Where glitchers and god moders commit their foul crimes. Stray not from the straight and narrow path, lest ye too be cast into this foul pit of perfidy.
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Damn, between Robert being sent to GTA prison, Mel not being able to stay in Freemode and BA-DING spending all his time fighting in the French-American Revolution or whatever the hell you do in those Assassin's Creed games, they've split up the Horsemen for the good of Los Santos.
I shall go on to the end. I shall fight in Paleto Bay, I shall fight on the seas and oceans, I shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, I shall defend Los Santos, whatever the cost may be. I shall fight on the beaches, I shall fight on the landing grounds, I shall fight in the fields and in the streets, I shall fight in the hills; I shall never surrender.
I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears, and blown to fuck Zentornos.
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Grand Theft Auto V Talk.
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My setup decided to emulate melraz's last night. I finally figured out that the hub for my powerline connection wasn't getting any power, so I was using wireless instead. Fixed that and it seemed to make the difference. I couldn't get on for more than a couple minutes before, and I was able to stay on for 3-4 hours afterwards. At least my annoying technical issues provided some comic relief with the guy Stout ran into.
That damn server kept filling up all night, so we never could clear it. We ran a bunch of em off, but they just kept coming. It wound up about 7 on 2 down near the Chinatown area. We got the better of everybody that stayed around for long. Nobody else was working together, so that provided a bunch of chances to snipe fools that were distracted by others.
I scored 2 ignition bomb kills with high priority vehicles. The second one was probably my favorite thing of the night. I usually try to make it look like I don't want somebody to take the car, so I put up at least a semblance of a fight. I managed to kill one guy 4 or 5 times without really trying before he finally got the car from me. Then killed him some more after his respawn till he ran off.
Forgot to add - I'm pretty much the same way as Stout. I used to let well enough alone in freemode. Now I just look for the largest collection of dots, head over, and start killing.