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<blockquote data-quote="drdevoid" data-source="post: 735169" data-attributes="member: 5356">Inside the mind of the guerilla posterToday I was all over House Rules. It's almost disturbing. Some of the guys from my gaming group check out the boards and will kid me about my occasional random post glut. I can be obsessive at times . . .Here seems to be my MO: I tend to lurk, cloaked and viewing as a guest, for long periods of time. Then, suddenly and without provocation; I decloak and attack with vengeance. I'll drive a slightly interesting idea into the ground then ask clarifying questions that effectively (though not intentionally) just keep bumping the thread. When I finally realize the thread as come and gone, I bashfully tuck my tail between my legs and fight the urge to ask just one more question . . . After that it's a lot of self doubt and bitter recrimination often involving eating Krispy Kreme donuts in an Exxon parking lot while pondering the death of the English language. I'll fill up my tank, peel out, and make my way to Mexico and freedom- horrible, horrible, freedom. I can beat it, I know I can. I won't ever post again. . .Mercifully, my ideas seem to be getting better anyway.-Joe</blockquote>

[QUOTE="drdevoid, post: 735169, member: 5356"] [b]Inside the mind of the guerilla poster[/b] Today I was all over House Rules. It's almost disturbing. Some of the guys from my gaming group check out the boards and will kid me about my occasional random post glut. I can be obsessive at times . . . Here seems to be my MO: I tend to lurk, cloaked and viewing as a guest, for long periods of time. Then, suddenly and without provocation; I decloak and attack with vengeance. I'll drive a slightly interesting idea into the ground then ask clarifying questions that effectively (though not intentionally) just keep bumping the thread. When I finally realize the thread as come and gone, I bashfully tuck my tail between my legs and fight the urge to ask just [i]one[/i] more question . . . After that it's a lot of self doubt and bitter recrimination often involving eating Krispy Kreme donuts in an Exxon parking lot while pondering the death of the English language. I'll fill up my tank, peel out, and make my way to Mexico and freedom- horrible, horrible, freedom. I can beat it, I know I can. I won't ever post again. . . Mercifully, my ideas seem to be getting better anyway. -Joe [/QUOTE]

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