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Last night I was invited to the Angry Gamers Inc Podcast. We chatted Eve for an hour and a half or so before my internet connection said "No" and crashed.  As soon as my husband came home it started to behave. I may not be able to allow him to go out anymore. It's a sad day, but internet spaceships are serious business and sometimes a relationship has to weather the storm. I appreciate them having me on.


Anthony (my newbie) had a lot of fun being in the twitch chat and asking questions and making friends. Gregarious creature he is. One of the things I brought up was the Hyperion that I mailed the other day. It was all part of reaching out to people thing. Well, right after the podcast ended I got a message from his CEO:
Hey there,
I just wanted to thank you for offering those tips to one of my new corp members. I didn't know he was traveling into low-sec as of yet and that was a very good lesson for him. 
It was a lovely way to end the day. He may not have wanted to mail me himself but I'm glad that he took the information and his CEO contacted me.

Contacting people in Eve is the proverbial box of chocolates. Sometimes you open it up and find out that there isn't a single piece of dark chocolate in the box. That means you just have to try again and maybe go to the store yourself. I'm pretty sure I have the analogy correct.



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  1. I agree. A so called box of chocolates that does not have any dark chocolate in it is a lie!

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  2. "Life is like a box of chocolates..."

    And in EvE, when you open it all the best ones are gone, half what's left were bitten into and put back and the rest have almonds... or... anchovies...


    Myy other fav is...

    "That which does not kill you....
    leaves you crippled, burned, frozen and adrift without fuel..."


    LOL

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