"The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing."

                --Archilochus

Glenn Reynolds:
"Heh."

Barack Obama:
"Impossible to transcend."

Albert A. Gore, Jr.:
"An incontinent brute."

Rev. Jeremiah Wright:
"God damn the Gentleman Farmer."

Friends of GF's Sons:
"Is that really your dad?"

Kickball Girl:
"Keeping 'em alive until 7:45."

Hired Hand:
"I think . . . we forgot the pheasant."




I'm an
Alcoholic Yeti
in the
TTLB Ecosystem



Thursday, November 10, 2005

No. Way.

Back in the old days when Gentleman Farmer's household had a 9600 baud (EXTERNAL) modem, the man went by a different alias, and ran a bulletin board service (BBS) for a bunch of similarly nerdy people in the DC area with time enough to log onto his DOS-based site. He was the Duke, and it was HIS domain.

The Duke's Domain (hacked on occasion by a shorter, snottier version of yours truly) featured a game not too different from Risk. It was fun; it was silly; it was multiplayer.

That was then.

THIS is now. Risk, using Google Maps.

H/T Red Baroness.

Comments on "No. Way."

 

Anonymous Anonymous said ... (9:50 AM) : 

"nerdy people in the DC area"? I beg your pardon?

 

Blogger Hired Hand said ... (11:16 AM) : 

Sorry - there was probably a nerd or two with an eye-popping long-distance bill, too.

 

Anonymous Anonymous said ... (7:05 AM) : 

All hail the Duke! Long live the Duke's Domain!

Shorter, snottier version, eh? How is ol' ATM (Adam the Mike) these days? He didn't get eaten by the Snark, did he?

 

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