[Westheim]

Originally Posted by catcherjul

I follow your dynasty thread and would love to play in this league!

Ah, I see, you found your way down to the bottom of the abyss. Always nice to have company in the deep bottoms. Make yourself comfortable. It's nice here.

We have cookies!

Originally Posted by catcherjul

Any chance you could uploard your league as a quickstart?

Unfortunately no, and I will have a few words on why in a moment, but this league is the only one that I ever came to enjoy playing and spreading it far and wide might actually torpedo it, f.e. learning who drafted a goodie in the ninth round in '47 and will totally trade it for a few glass beads and trinkets, or precisely how many base hits are left in Maldo.

But you are more than welcome to keep clinging on to this sinking ship here and go all down with me!

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Today, the Raccoons turn TEN years old. They came about on May 20, 2012 as the result of a bored-as-heck weekend that just wouldn't end. Going on for ten years officially qualifies as my life's work, which is kinda sad by normal people's standards, but if you followed for any length of time the last ten years, you very much know that I ...

A) am not normal, and
B) don't care.

May 20, 2012 I was bored to death, kinda depressed, and lonely. As of May 20, 2022 I keep being bored to death, kinda depressed, and lonely. There has been shockingly little character development in that regard with me!

In ten years, the Raccoons went through three laptops and only two OOTP versions, being started in OOTP 12 and only once moved to OOTP 16, where they remain, since I am absolutely crazy paranoid about moving them again and something subtle breaking in the background and then it all comes crashing down. You see, the Raccoons are more or less all I have going for myself.

In the last ten years I made it through an unhealthy, abusive addiction to World of Tanks, years of agony at my old (and first ever) job until finally telling them to get it, got an accounting degree that I never put to use since I was handed that degree literally five minutes before that pandemic thing kicked into third gear, and most recently was ill for months for no good reason. All the time, the Raccoons have kept going (never mind the occasional fallout like the 19-walks game in '82 or the Juan Diaz game that made me accept Steam as annoying middleware just so I could play Civ 5 for a bit), and they have kept me going. Maybe they have even kept some of you lot going.

I don't know whether any of us - me, you, the Coons save file - makes it through another ten years, but there's only one way to find out.

Keep playing!

And having some cake.

(Yeah, it sounds like I need therapy above, but I have made it this far without therapy, I must be totally fine. (left eye twitches wildly))

To the cuddly, fluffy, seven-ringed Coons!