Aside from meeting Psycho in person , what was your weirdest ASL experience?
Mine happened over the recent long holiday weekend. We were sitting a cat for some friends who went away for the weekend. Some time ago, a fellow ASLer had whupped my butt in "Rocket's Red Glare", he playing the Americans, me the Germans. Since the Germans tend to have a good chance of winning this one, I've taken this scenario out a few times and played it solitaire to refine my tactics. So far, the Americans had always won.
I had set it up again durring the weekend and had two turns left, the Americans appearing firmly in control of the situation, when I went to bed dog tired. Durring the night, the cat jumped onto the table and walked over the board, maybe even batting at some of the pieces. Next day I saw it and, not remembering at all where everything had been, decided to just play it out as it lay.
The Germans won! The cat was stretched out on the floor napping next to my chair. I looked down at it. It raised its head, gave me that haughty, superior, half-lidded smug look that cats have, then layed its head back down.
I was kinda glad to see that cat go home.
Mine happened over the recent long holiday weekend. We were sitting a cat for some friends who went away for the weekend. Some time ago, a fellow ASLer had whupped my butt in "Rocket's Red Glare", he playing the Americans, me the Germans. Since the Germans tend to have a good chance of winning this one, I've taken this scenario out a few times and played it solitaire to refine my tactics. So far, the Americans had always won.
I had set it up again durring the weekend and had two turns left, the Americans appearing firmly in control of the situation, when I went to bed dog tired. Durring the night, the cat jumped onto the table and walked over the board, maybe even batting at some of the pieces. Next day I saw it and, not remembering at all where everything had been, decided to just play it out as it lay.
The Germans won! The cat was stretched out on the floor napping next to my chair. I looked down at it. It raised its head, gave me that haughty, superior, half-lidded smug look that cats have, then layed its head back down.
I was kinda glad to see that cat go home.