Bobby Fischer's death

Bobby Fischer lived for chess. He was born in 1943 and died in 2008 a couple of months before he turned 65. It is said that he had to die when he was 64 because there are only 64 squares on a chess board. He died because there was no 65th square on which to continue. Fascinating don't you think?

Was it divine intervention? Did the lord createth him for the sole purpose of shifting blocks of wood on 64 squares... did he kill himself... or was it a coincidence?

I have a book on checkers in my cupboard that I will study when i am 64. It is still many years away, but i believe in being prepared.. Or is this treason and should I stay loyal to the game even when the risks are so enormous?

I have no opinion on this matter.

Fischer invented fischerrandom chess to avoid dieing at 64,

but, alas, he forgot to change the board size.

I am glad i do not play tic-tac-toe

Not to worry. Cows only live 15 years. Chess is ok for cows.

I'm taking up Taikyoku Shogi at 63.

so would computer programmers die at 101?  speaking of which, on a scale of 1 to 10, how well do you know binary?

  I was at a NYC Italian street festival, few years back.  One of the festival games was an electronic game of tic-tac-toe (with lights) against a Live Chicken.  And the chicken always got to move first.

Pay five dollars, and take your chances.  The guy in front of me in line, LOST to the chicken.  I desparately tried to contain my laughter.

My turn came, and I broke out into an Instant Sweat, and barely held the draw.  Whew.

The chicken remained cool and aloof the whole time.  They paid him with food, even when he drew the game.  So he was one happy camper.

Tic-tac-toe can be one mean game.  Watch out for those chickens. 

Time to go buy some jigsaw puzzles

Z is that really true? A chicken? Was he special or do you think any chicken could do that?

Nahhh.  The father chicken was named Laszlo.

A chicken in lighted cage, with a big lighted tic-tac-toe sign at the back.  He pecked at specific squares on the tic-tac-toe board to make his move.

It's all very funny, until you are up against him.  Then the sheer TERROR of possibly losing to a bird makes you break out into a sweat.

P.S.  I did lose money on another scam at the festivel involving a ball on a string, and trying to knock over bowling pins.  Double or nothing.  I gave up after my initial $2.00 bet reached $16.

But the food the great.   

Sounds good. I still remember the little fairs I used to go to as a kid in Epping Forest. Coconut shies, candy floss and bumper cars.  Magic.

Yes.  Those bumper cars.  I was a little Devil Man on electric wheels.

I liked to fish ducks and shoot at teeth...

And you always got a goldfish as a prize.

Which got home safely enough (mostly) but finished up in goldfish heaven before very long.

And that one goldfish had an ugly disease and all the other fish died with him. Life can be a bitch.