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I've never heard of a serious programmer. :yikes:

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They are out there. Its just that they can be serious only when troubleshooting a program. :)

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seriously?

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I still have no idea how it happened, but at one meeting all the Shaker Robotics students drank coffee and all the mentors drank Monster. :eek:

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But the fun of sleep deprivation os far greater than the energy of caffeine! I can't wait! Somehow, the idea of stress, sleep deprivation and redesigning a subsystem is fun....we must be some crazy people :)

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i second this. we are some crazzzzyyy people!!!!

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:yikes: :yikes:

Let me check history for another occurrence of that:

::rtm::
....
::rtm::
...

Nope, nothing.

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YEEHAW
you guys are making me go mad in anticip:] :ahh: :ahh: ation!

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Barq's has caffeine? Mind blown. We usually buy Mug or Faygo because it's cheaper :P

I don't think that I've ever seen one of our mentors with an energy drink in hand. Then again, we were pretty shocked when we acquired a build mentor who drank normal Coke, not diet o.O

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Someone should repost the "night before kickoff" story that someone made last year. :)

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You asked for it..... :D

Oddly enough, just the moment before I saw this post, I was telling someone that I needed to find it.....I posted it as a Facebook note last year. Gooood times.




Twas the night before Kickoff, when all thro' CD
Not a member was posting, not even Chris is me.
The game hints were posted and beaten to death,
While thoughts of a water game made some hold their breath.
The manual, encrypted, had been tried to crack,
But too long a password made it to hard to hack.
Dave in Hawaiian, and Dean in his denim,
Had fired up Q&A, ready for the lawyering venom.

When in the Game Hint thread there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to my computer I flew like a flash,
I opened my browser, logged in in a dash.
The shine from my screen in my old pitch black room,
Made my wife very mad at her now awake groom.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a brand new poster, who said the Game Hint was clear.
With no avatar or photo, his name was so strange,
But an idea he had could bring the game within range.

More rapid than eagles I typed in reply,
"Why should we trust you? Come on, why?"
"I'm Andy! I'm Johnny! I'm Karthik! I'm Paul!
"I'm Beatty! I'm Zondag! I'm Cory, Raul!
"All their experience, it all lies with me!
"Now trust and follow along and you'll see!"
As soon as I trusted, it began to make sense;
I wondered immediately, how I could be so dense.

So down into his post, I began to digest,
This new poster was different than all of the rest.
And then in a twinkling, I figured it out,
Finally I knew what his name was about.
In my head the answer began to spin round,
The grail of the Game Hint, soon would be found.
He described a game so unique to behold,
No past robot would fit in the mold.

"An arm?" I asked, so young and naïve.
"Patience, young one. And soon you'll believe."
His typing was quick; he misspelled not a word,
And grammar so good, it was nearly absurd.
His lab coat had buttons, 500 or so,
And the hair of his head was as white as the snow.
He spoke of a game where scoring is high,
Many different ways for your points to multiply.
I asked about drivetrains, still yearning for more,
Hoping specifics from his mouth would pour.
"No water," says he, "put that thought away."
"Ideally, with this game, young and old teams can play."

"The crab drive," I say, "will it come in handy?"
In my back of my head, hoping we had a dandy.
But his posting had stopped, I had gone on to far,
Too eager, was I, to grab hold of his star.
"One more post I will leave, but this one is it.
"Have no fear in this game, not even one bit.
"For even the rookies can play like the vets
"And on Einstein this year, there are no sure bets."
And I read in his post, ere he logged off that night,
"Happy Kickoff to all, and to all a good night."
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One step further: All the "Night Before Kickoff" poems I could find since 2004. :D Take your pick:

Twas The Night Before Kickoff - 2010 ('10 Season)

Twas the Night Before Kickoff - 2009 ('10 Season)

T'Was the Night Before Kickoff - 2009 ('09 Season)

'Twas The Week Before Kickoff - 2008 ('09 Season)

Twas the meeting before kickoff - 2005 ('06 Season)

T'was the Night before Kickoff - 2005 ('05 Season)

'Twas the Night Before Kickoff - 2004 ('04 Season)

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.....I am now going to read through all of these instead of getting some sleep to ward off my impending cold. You are a horrible person. ;) AHHHH KICKOFF WHEE!!

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our team monsters and rockstars need that extra energy:D

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thats amazin i love it
:D :D :D :D :D


Oddly enough, just the moment before I saw this post, I was telling someone that I needed to find it.....I posted it as a Facebook note last year. Gooood times.


Twas the night before Kickoff, when all thro' CD
Not a member was posting, not even Chris is me.
The game hints were posted and beaten to death,
While thoughts of a water game made some hold their breath.
The manual, encrypted, had been tried to crack,
But too long a password made it to hard to hack.
Dave in Hawaiian, and Dean in his denim,
Had fired up Q&A, ready for the lawyering venom.

When in the Game Hint thread there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to my computer I flew like a flash,
I opened my browser, logged in in a dash.
The shine from my screen in my old pitch black room,
Made my wife very mad at her now awake groom.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a brand new poster, who said the Game Hint was clear.
With no avatar or photo, his name was so strange,
But an idea he had could bring the game within range.

More rapid than eagles I typed in reply,
"Why should we trust you? Come on, why?"
"I'm Andy! I'm Johnny! I'm Karthik! I'm Paul!
"I'm Beatty! I'm Zondag! I'm Cory, Raul!
"All their experience, it all lies with me!
"Now trust and follow along and you'll see!"
As soon as I trusted, it began to make sense;
I wondered immediately, how I could be so dense.

So down into his post, I began to digest,
This new poster was different than all of the rest.
And then in a twinkling, I figured it out,
Finally I knew what his name was about.
In my head the answer began to spin round,
The grail of the Game Hint, soon would be found.
He described a game so unique to behold,
No past robot would fit in the mold.

"An arm?" I asked, so young and naïve.
"Patience, young one. And soon you'll believe."
His typing was quick; he misspelled not a word,
And grammar so good, it was nearly absurd.
His lab coat had buttons, 500 or so,
And the hair of his head was as white as the snow.
He spoke of a game where scoring is high,
Many different ways for your points to multiply.
I asked about drivetrains, still yearning for more,
Hoping specifics from his mouth would pour.
"No water," says he, "put that thought away."
"Ideally, with this game, young and old teams can play."

"The crab drive," I say, "will it come in handy?"
In my back of my head, hoping we had a dandy.
But his posting had stopped, I had gone on to far,
Too eager, was I, to grab hold of his star.
"One more post I will leave, but this one is it.
"Have no fear in this game, not even one bit.
"For even the rookies can play like the vets
"And on Einstein this year, there are no sure bets."
And I read in his post, ere he logged off that night,
"Happy Kickoff to all, and to all a good night."
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