Originally posted by shortcircuitI used to sell Hollywood maps to the homes of the stars. Very special Hollywood maps. "Holmes, Lowell and Longfellow lie buried in Mount Auburn..."
Steve, Mike, Chip, Ernie & Robby, stay the hell away from Mark.
The folks at Forest Lawn are especially well preserved. Apprarently the morticians administer a special formula, because you never know when the next big call will come in -- and I'm not talking about the Last Trump. Think Sunset Boulevard. I'm ready for my close-up now, Mr. Demille (glub glub).
Originally posted by Mark AdkinsSunday here.Send me a game.
It's odd, but lately, even though I have half a dozen or so chess chess games going simultaneously, none of my opponents plays on Saturday. And it isn't the same set of opponents either (nominally, anyway), over time. Have I stumbled into a Hasidic chess site where chess is off-limits on the Sabbath?