Dear Dribbling Little Junkmonkey...
Yes, I mean you. The foul mouthed heathen who skews the typographical hierarchy of the English language due to the high incidence of usage of the letter "F".
I know you got a sniper round right where the sun don't shine. That doesn't mean you need to discuss the procreative habits of several sorts of small mammals that loudly for the rest of the game.
If you don't want her to do that again, next time you're driving the Warthog please remember that "clearance" isn't just for secret agents. Yes it's an ATV but it's still captive to the laws of physics. That way when you drive up the hill you might actually avoid the 4' high boulders strewn about by the game to make that more interesting and not get yourself high-centered like that. Once you do that, you're sniper-bait.
If you decide for whatever reason to do this again, I recommend that you LEAVE THE WARTHOG. You might be able to flip it off the rock. If you sit there with your thumb in your ear like you did this time you're liable to get caught in the crossfire between two Ghosts who are merrily trying to knock each other out of the sky. This is also unhealthy. When you get hit, your discussion about the sexual habits and probable skin color of the pilots is not going to help you respawn any faster.
The Nazi B$&@() Driving the Ghost Who Turned off Voice Chat and Gave You That Negative Feedback
P.S. We're playing in the Recreation Zone. That means we're all supposed to keep it clean and not get quite so up tight about it. If you want heavy competition hit the Professional Zone, you window-licking smacktard. Of course, that would also mean you should have some skills. So either zip your filthy howling screamer or learn to hit the broad side of a barn from the inside. Your choice.
What do you call him?
I seem to have been having trouble communicating on certain things recently. Specifically, there are situations in life where our language hasn't really caught up with the times.
My mom has a "boyfriend". They're both in their 60's and have been together for 22 years. We're a little past class rings and going steady here. They're not married and neither one of them have any intentions of ever getting married again - they both have been been through that one multiple times and came out the worse for wear. My kids have grown up with the concept of him, but sometimes it's a little awkward. I can tell you that he doesn't consider them calling him "Grampa" a good option, though now that he has grandchildren of his own I think he's mellowed somewhat on that one. I just call him by his name. But where I run afoul is how to describe the relationship. If I say he's my mom's boyfriend it just sounds weird. But partner or signifigant other or whatever just sounds pretentious.
Adult children is another one our common usage really doesn't handle well. I've been accused of being a hypocrite for talking about playing M rated games with "my son". It was one of those friend-of-a-friend things through church, and the friend had talked up my game writing to this person but didn't say much detail about my kids. The son I was talking about is 24, and has served a full hitch in the Army as a Ranger. He's a combat veteran. I doubt they've put much on a disk he couldn't cope with (probably better than me) by now. But when I talked about playing Mass Effect 3 with him and I said "son" she assumed he was seven or something and sorta came unglued.
Other languages actually build concepts like this into them. Japanese, for example, has the word "tomodachi" which usually translates as "friend", but "ruitomo" translates as "friend because of shared interests" and it's used for friends who are also co-workers and school friends and the like. They use "ryouyuu" for a coworker you don't consider a friend, or "kouyuu" for a schoolmate you don't consider a friend. I'm not sure building in that kind of complexity is the answer.
I'm not sure there is an easy way to go. I'll just have to stick with the awkward and just throw myself on his mercy. Mom and her boyfriend are here Outside and I'll be seeing them here in the next couple days. Hopefully he'll think it's funny.
The limitation was me...
I was talking to my boss and his wife (his boss and also mine ;) ) who runs the Snoqualmie Valley Master Gardeners website here on Weebly. I helped her with getting her SEO stuff working and in the process I complained about the problems I was having with linking and stuff. She took pity on me and showed me what I was doing wrong (as you can see by the links above).
Turns out, I was over-thinking it. When I write, it's usually in a Notepad editor I popped up when inspiration got to burning, and I've been doing HTML so long I just automatically add the stuff when I'm writing. When I tried to paste that into here it ate it's shorts.
However, if I do this like normal humans do and write the text and and then go back and add the links via their toolbar, magic happens, and there's an end.
Now all I have to do is get back on schedule, and pull a bunch of links out of that text so I can get the offending entry in here.