HABO—Olie is asking for a favor if you can for Mental Health Awareness Month

Olie and Aji are asking any tankers who can to donate a buck or two to this very good and noble cause via a friend.

CHECK IT OUT

New Dedicated, Tank IRC Client

At long last we have finished the IRC program designed by, and for, THE SCEPTICS TANK. Tank IRC has been a labor of love. The new client does everything that mIRC does, everything that pIRCH did, and stuff no IRC client has ever done before.

The interface is pop-out-able, the server connections incredibly smooth, and it comes ready to have your own scripts and code rolled in very quickly and easily using familiar commands.

A MILLION thanks to:

Marc Springwell
Seth Hart
Chrissy Olinger
Jayce Moran

Members can now download the program in the attic. You WILL be asked to agree to TOS that includes a confidentiality and INDIVIDUAL USER ONLY agreement. The short end of that stick is this: share the program and you'll be booted and banned for life. This is TANK MEMBERS ONLY. Shouldn't have to be said, but having said it, there are no excuses.

Test drives, FWIW, have been freaking UN. BE. LIEVE. ABLE.

Speaking of Mistress Chrissy…

She’s a best seller! Aji has been updating everyone by way of facebook and email. Amazon updates hourly, but as of this posting, Olie is at the top of both Humor and Ghost/Fantasy Romance, and is in the mid 30’s for all free download fiction.

Check her rankings on the book’s page, below the blurb.

Proud of you, BOSS!!

http://www.amazon.com/My-Boyfriends-Back-ebook/dp/B004NIFNM0

All That Jazz...

Congrats to Chrissy Olinger and Ahmed El Anjanar on pulling off the New Year's event of 2012. Aji sent us PICS!

LOGS: Ass Diamonds

<MarcusMaximus>	Ahmed de-friended everybody on her account because they were bein mean.
<JumpinJackFlash>	LOL I saw that.
<MarcusMaximus>	They can be disgustiing
<JumpinJackFlash>	I know.
<DamiNDarkness>	You don't know til you have been with them in person.
<MarcusMaximus>	I have been!
<MarcusMaximus>	/nick MightyAhmed
<MightyAhmed>	My dahhrleeeng, I shall go forth and breeng you coffee.
<JumpinJackFlash>	/nick SexyChrissy
<SexyChrissy>	Oh, my love!
<MightyAhmed>	I will bring you coffee and diamonds to show my devotion.
<SexyChrissy>	But my beloved, there are no diamonds here in Green Harbor for we are so rural and bucolic.
<MightyAhmed>	NO! My badjia must have diamonds! So I will forage in the hearths and wood stoves until I find coal!
<SexyChrissy>	YES!
<MightyAhmed>	I will find coal and I will place it deep within my ass and I will squeeze it mighily in my great lust and adoration and form the diamonds of my fidelity for you!
<DamiNDarkness>	ROFLMAO!!!
<SexyChrissy>	Yes! YES! Squeeze the coal for me my beloved beast!
<MightyAhmed>	I will expel for you the diamonds of my devotion and shall carve facets with my teeeth and shall find tin cans upon the roadsides and fashion from them the earbobs to dangle the sparkling glory of my devotion and from your ears shall hang the diamonds of my ass, radiating great twinkles like testicles of joy!
<SexyChrissy>	YES! I will wear the testicle bobs of joy fashioned from the ass diamonds! Your pain will be my EX-TAH-SEEE!
<MightyAhmed>	Ungh Ungh-- I LOVE YOU!!!!
<SexyChrissy>	Of course you do, mighty man-unit of passion!
<DamiNDarkness>	Oh hell I am so putting this log up. You're both dead!

Logs Logs Logs!

Notice nobody else is even attempting to interrupt. 

 

TankChat #bitchfest 5:22:37 -+:log:+-

<AfreetAji>     You are an ass.
<MrcsMxms> that's Shakespeare
<AfreetAji>      It's just the truth in this case.
<MrcsMxms>  yah but also shakespeare, so bite me
<AfreetAji>      Nothing could make me engage in contact between my mouth and any part of your being.
<MrcsMxms>  i'd bathe in purel first just for you haha
<AfreetAji>      Drown in it.
<MrcsMxms>  r u trying 2 say u want 2 c other peeple?
<MrcsMxms>  hahahaha
<AfreetAji>      bugger off

I Will Pretend-Cut A Bitch!

The Sceptics’ Tank has been around since the very beginning of the internet, founded before the term “social networking” existed. In those first, baby-step days, we had a presence on the old BBS boards, launching in 1989, when “the internet” wasn’t even called that. There was Prodigy, later Compuserve, and most people had a vague awareness of something called “email” that was mentioned on tv now and then. The Twelve were its founders. The original Twelve, additional Nine, and subsequent Half Dozen have been identical for fifteen years. We have lost a single member to death, and another to federal prison. The latter is out, back, and welcome… good to see Seth wandering the IRC hallways. THE SCEPTICS’ TANK got its name, and solidified its presence as an actual group, in 1992. This spring (2012), we will be twenty years old.

No member has ever been banned from our BBS (now defunct, but that was what we had way back in the stone-age), our IRC channels, the forum, or this blog. Granted, we are a private group, and only allow visitors on rare occasions. We’ve banned people from the IRC channels, but these were hackers attempting to steal our hacks and servers.

The IRC servers have Channel Owners, but everyone is an Op. The forum has no administrators except for the webmistress (Olie), and Overseer (Marc). Both are simply in charge of fixing the broken shit. Nobody is silenced. Nobody is “in charge.” Stupid people don’t get in to start with.

Now, let’s think about this. Nobody—not one member—has ever been censored, silenced, or shunned. We have knock-down, drag-out fights over politics, religion, current events, morality, literature, string theory, and everything else. Yesterday—October 19, 2011—a founding member referred to another founding member as a “cocksucker.” The discussion in question began on IRC, migrated to the forum, and was an in-depth debate concerning Stargate, Star Trek, the Prime Directive, and featured quotes from Schopenhauer, Descartes, Spinoza, Tolstoy, Saint Augustine, Marx, and Leibniz. (Members can check the thread if they think we are shitting them. We are really not shitting.) It also bears mentioning that the invoker of the word “cocksucker” is a tenured professor at one of the finest universities in the country (which shall remain nameless, to protect the innocent, and the tenure), the ALLEGED sucker in question is a Roman Catholic priest.

It’s fine. It was a heart-felt and vigorous debate.

The point, after a week of more ABSOLUTE WRITE hijinx (which, as always, bled outward), more blog posters moderating honest, if embarrassing, comments, of Kindle Board wig-outs that resulted in massive email-explosions, and cetera… THE POINT is that grown ups who are not fucking assholes never need babysitting. Call the priest a cocksucker. He can take it, and dish it right back at you in full measure. Tell the professor he doesn’t know shit. He can argue in response with a side order of piss.

Never, in the history of this group, has a topic been closed, moved, changed, banned, barred, or discouraged.

We will celebrate twenty years together, snot-slinging, bitching, moaning, insulting, and loving the living hell out of one another. Nobody has ever been silenced or moderated. We slug it out. We hug it out.

It works. Try it. Or just shut up and unplug.