Defeat and Victory and Stuff

My debtor in Morgantown has now defaulted on me twice. Enough is enough. Foreclosure time.

I now have a riding mower, and it certainly makes managing the property easier. In addition, Zanne and I figured out where our actual boundaries are and discovered that the northeast boundary is quite further than we thought. So we up and planted a nice pine tree out there and made a perty little island of mulch around it. It looks nice, but everyone in the neighborhood wonders why there's a tree out there in the middle of nowhere. I respond by leveling my shotgun and shouting: "Get off my lawn!"

Peter came over tonight, and we played two games of Combat Commander: Europe. In the first, his Germans attacked my Russians, who were holed up in a military school. I made a tactical blunder by setting up my defenses too far forward. (I do that a lot.) His Germans set up a heavy machine gun on a hill that ranged my defenses easily. As the battle opened, I had some good luck and got fooled into thinking I was a genius. But his firepower soon changed that, and I lost half my men to that machine gun. Then he advanced a squad with a flamethrower down a line of buildings I was defending, and I kept retreating until he finally whacked one of my guys. Then, I counterattacked and killed the flamethrower squad in hand to hand combat. But he kept attacking, and my guys finally surrendered, the pussies. Very bad set-up on my part.

In our second game, Peter chose to play scenario 3--one of my favorites. I actually wrote up an article on it a while back, using military terrain analysis to analyze the scenario. I made a small mistake in setting up, but I was able to whack Peter pretty good anyway. As I expected, he made his main effort on my left and ran into a virtual wall of concertina wire, along with my devastating machine gun fire. He pressed his attack, but in the closing moments, I was reinforced with an infantry gun that sent one of his squads to hell and ended the fight. Much funness.