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Yeah, this was a hard one for me to figure out what to do. Updated OP, DB, RSS

Nice! I wonder if Adultery could maybe incorporate something like that in the DBM. It should be easy to add, and then have it export the file to a URL you can grab it from. The problem would be paper waste in reprinting over an over again. I know program makes RSS feeds, have you tried setting that up yet? Basically it gives you the top 10 scores in the feed bar for whatever game you're looking at (prior to starting it). Of course, the skin you use has to that feature available, but I'm pretty sure most do.

They're all older games. Updated OP, DB, RSS

That looks like a cool place. I'd even start trying to drink more. I'm guessing the guy with the cheesy mustache is the owner along with the cute girl dressed up as Rey. I'd probably go there every day off.

It would be an undertaking. Adding a new player to the lists isn't that hard. Going through all the games to change your name would require adding a new entry with your score and the new name, then removing the old name entry. The problem with that would come when a table has 10 entries already. The way the program works, I'd have to add the new entry with your new name in 10th place, which would remove that entry. Unless I remove the millerbrad entry first. Probably wouldn't be too hard. Just time consuming because I'd have to do it on each game you've submitted a game to. As with other GameEx aspects, you'd have to ask Tom as he controls the user accounts.

Always good to beat a previous best. Updated OP, DB, RSS

Still a lot better than I can do. I'd take that score myself.

Just to update.. He came to this post, read some of the suggestions, tried, and was in the process of calling Apple again. The CSR put him on hold to investigate something. While on hold, he tried logging into the iPad again. He was successful! Apparently, he has a whole bunch of possible usernames to try, whereas the example they give him is like c*********@icloud.com. He's got names like clloyd83, c.lloyd83, chrisl83, etc. He was able to get it to work with one of the dozen or so he has. So when the rep came back, he found out how to disable the security lockout in case it happens again. He's all good now. Thanks for your help guys!

Thanks guys, I'll forward the responses on to him. I think he's probably SOL. I don't know if he tried calling the school to get information from them or not. But it sounds like that wouldn't help in this case in that the receipt he got from them was not descriptive. The school might have an original receipt from an authorized reseller, but I'd imagine it's a bulk order with hundreds of serial numbers. Matching from the list his exact device would probably never happen. In any case, I'll let him know.

Old news, but thanks for the post! I'm "meh" about it. Looks like all they did was chop off the RJ45 connector, and replaced the 4 USB ports with 1. Not really all that impressed. What I'm more excited about is the bit where they hint at the next model. Seems like it's already in the works to a point.

My brother has an iPad (not sure what version) that he got back when he was in Nursing School. He completed school and was told the iPad was his to keep. Fast forward about 4 years. He now has a newborn/toddler who is obsessed with technology. He loves pushing buttons, etc. Well, needless to say, his son has borked his iPad about 6 months ago. Somehow, he managed to get the system completely bricked by pressing the home button a LOT. My brother has been unable to get the device to allow him back into it. He was able to get it to come up asking for his username/password but for some reason it won't let him log in. He's tried all the accounts he can possibly think of and still nothing. He managed to do a factory reset, thinking it would put it back to "in the box" state. Now whenever he tries to turn it on, it's blocking him saying something like "Authorization Lockout". He tried calling Apple at least 3 times, and keeps getting the runaround. They ask him for proof of purchase, which he doesn't have because it was 4 years ago. Even if he had the proof, it wouldn't give him the ID# they're looking for. This iPad was provided to him as part of his school requirements. The SCHOOL might have the purchase ID#, but not him specifically. He said he was given a receipt that said something like "School Book Device", and it was an iPad. Apple keeps telling him unless he has proof of purchase, with an ID#, they can't help him and he's basically got a paperweight. How is this possible? There is nothing wrong with it, it's a software problem that's giving him the lockout. If he took it to an Apple store, he's almost certain they could fix it for a fee, or tell him it's trash while actually putting it in a bin to get fixed and then resold. He PAID for this (to his school, not to Apple though), and owns it. How can Apple turn him away like that? So he asked if I could pop into my "helpful forum" and post up a query for some help. He's kinda lost. I told him he could probably jailbreak it but I have no idea where to begin or what to look for since I've never had an Apple device. If jailbreaking is going too far, does anybody know of something else he could try before going there? Is there some other way to gain access without jailbreaking it? He'd really like to be able to use it again.

Adultery wrote a program for us to use. We just plug in the numbers and it automatically sorts and generates the tables for us. We just cut and paste from there.

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It'll be interesting to see if you can get a PS3 or 8BitDo with analog to work with it, and find out the games that would use them (like MGS) would still use it lol.

It's the best isn't it? At least you've got a record of your latest best though! Updated OP, DB, RSS

Nice improvement! I was just thinking about this game the other day. Updated OP, DB, RSS

Down and out, but still able to update. Updated OP, DB, RSS

Guess I failed to keep everybody up to date and in the loop with this thread. So.. I had the followup with the surgeon specialists. I told them the Omeprazole wasn't helping. I still had an attack WHILE taking the medication, and then again when I ran out of it. The nurse I was telling this to seemed oddly interested in that fact, and went to go track down a resident doctor of the office. This guy was cool as hell. I wore my red "Sith Lord" Darth Maul shirt, and we had immediately became friends. We talked a good 10 minutes about Star Wars and how he had met Ray Park. So a very true and passionate Star Wars fan as myself was a nice surprise. After a good while, I felt I could really talk to him, and that he was genuinely listening to my complaints. We talked for a bit about how the Omeprazole idea was a good try, but the fact that I've been dealing with this reoccurring pain for almost 10 years with no support from my primary care doctor was an eye opener. I told him I get indigestion maybe once a week if I'm being dishonest, and more like maybe once a month if I eat something really stupid like a can of spicy Pringles in under an hour. Then I asked him about my hernia, and wondered if the problem people are thinking is my gallbladder might actually be caused by something like the hernia blocking something. He said it was possible, but wanted to make his own observations. So, like all the rest, he had me lay down on the exam table on my back, and started feeling around. He spent a good deal examining the hernia area, and was confused where the incision from my appendectomy was. I pointed it out to him, that it's this long 4-inch vertical cut next to my belly button, lost among stretch marks. That took him aback. He started asked about why the vertical cut instead of the typical 1-inch horizontal cut. I told him they said in the hospital that they started with a cut where it was supposed to be, but because I was overweight they had to keep cutting till they found the area they had to be in. He was like "what were you 400 pounds?!" I told him I've never been heavier than 250. That surprised him to, said that there was no excuse for a cut this long at that weight, unless it was trainees and I was their example guinea pig. As a result, I developed some muscle tissue degradation around the incision, but he didn't feel anything majorly out of place to support a hernia theory. So I asked him if I could show him the area while standing up, because every doctor that's looked at it has me laying down, and everything falls back into place. He said sure, so I stood up and lifted my shirt. Pretty much immediately he said "Oh yeah, now THAT'S a hernia. He grabbed it with his hand, fell the tight/hardness of the muscle, and said "That's a problem. It's definitely an "incisional hernia", and we're going to have to get that repaired!". I was all like "Thank you! You've finally agreed to what everybody at work and my own observations are seeing!". He was shocked that nobody has done anything about it yet, but I told him it's only been developing over the last year and even then, only started to be painful in the last 5-6 months. He went to grab the surgeon specialist and talked to him about HIS observations. The surgeon came in and told me he had discussed with the resident that the Omeprazole wasn't working. He didn't want to completely take it out of my regimen, saying sometimes it takes a while for the effects to benefit. But then he said he remembered the plan about doing a scope if it wasn't working. He wanted to completely skip that and go directly to surgery and remove the gallbladder. He said based on the information about the attacks while taking Omeprazole, the fact that I don't get indigestion very often, a proven ultrasound that I have stones and sludge, the family history of everybody on my mom's side of the family having it removed... it just makes sense to do the surgery and not keep testing theories. If it works, great; if not, I'm no worse off and might be better in the long run. I said that was great, that I've been suffering from the attacks for years and they've been getting worse. I pictured it like kidney stones, only instead of them getting stuck and hitting the ducts from the kidneys, they were getting stuck and hitting the ducts from the gallbladder. They said that's pretty much it. The stones are too large to go through the ducts, so they back up the bile and cause incredible pain while your body tries to force them out. The sludge is the looser stuff but also a problem. So that was set into motion and the plan was to have the surgery in 2 weeks. Then the resident asked the surgeon about my hernia. He had me lay on the table again while he looked. Again, didn't really see anything special. Then the resident had me stand up and show the surgeon what it looks like standing. He, too, immediately said it was problem and will definitely need to get repaired. The only problem is that its in the same area as the surgery for the gallbladder would be in, so they couldn't do it at the same time. He explained the gallbladder surgery, and said they were going to do it laparoscopic. 1 cut above my belly button the diameter of your thumb, and 3 smaller ones under the rib cage the diameter of your pinkie. Then they go in with robots and a camera to remove the gallbladder. That's if the surgery goes to plan. If not, they have a fallback to a larger incision which would result in a longer recovery. He said while they're in there with the camera, they will scope out the hernia, and make a game plan for the future repair of it. He said by the looks of it, they'll need to go in and pull the 2 sides of the muscle tissue back together and suture it. Depending on what they see, they might need to put a mesh in there too. All good news as far as I'm concerned! Fast forward 2 weeks. I was at work yesterday, they called me and told me my time to be at the hospital was 6am. Great. I had to be at work till 8pm that night. So I went home and immediately went to bed. Woke up this morning around 5:10. Took a shower, wrote up a list of my medications, and had Dad take me to the hospital. Went through registration, went back to the waiting room, changed into my gown, got the IV, belly hair shaved off. At least 6 people came to talk to me about the plans, my allergies, my CPAP, etc. Then it was into the OR. The guy asked if I had any questions or concerned, I just laughed and was like "Just don't give me any meatball surgeons!" He didn't get the reference surprisingly so I explained it was from MASH, then he got it briefly by saying he never watched it but remembered his parents loved it. OMG I feel old, even though it was before my time. They had me change from the bed to the table. Asked if I wanted my legs propped up on a pillow. I said it didn't matter to me. Then they're all verifying my identity for the 10th time (I'm glad though). The one nurse was putting on some kind of compression straps to my legs, kinda like blood pressure cuffs, but they were heated so that felt nice. Apparently they're used to compress the blood flow so (I imagine) the anesthesia doesn't waste it's time going down to my toes. Then I remember looking at the huge lights getting moved into place, and that was it. They didn't gas me, it was an IV drug to put me under. If I dreamt, it was vague and I don't remember it. I woke up very slowly, not sure where I was but in like 10-15 seconds I remembered. They didn't need to use smelling salts (they did that to me when I was having a colonoscopy, yet another failed attempt to identify why I was having these pains like 5 years ago). They were printing off the "go home" papers, and let me get dressed. I asked if they needed to do the longer incision, and they didn't, which is good news. The surgeon was off doing another operation so I couldn't find out from her if there were any specifics I should know, like complications or something I should watch out for. The 10-page release papers explained the things to watch, and the pain medications, etc. They wheel-chaired me out to Dad waiting in the car and drove me home. Been here resting every since. Dad waited 2 hours before taking my prescriptions over to the pharmacy to get filled (about Noon). One of them I was supposed to take at 4pm. 3:45 comes around and he hadn't gotten them yet. I then found out that he took my stepmom to work, and had to pick her up at 5pm. So he left the house AT 4 to go get the pills. I'm laying here in agony and nothing. 4:30 comes around and he calls me on the cell "I went to the pharmacy but there are still 3 cars ahead of me, I have to leave the line to go get Louise". So he abandons me to go get her. 5:15 comes around, still no pills, and SHE's calling me "What's your date of birth?" I told them and they said they were just leaving her work and would be back in line at the pharmacy. She works 20 minutes from our house, but got stuck with 15 minutes of overtime. UHG. 6:00pm comes around and they're finally home. I'm half dead in pain, she comes stomping up the stairs, opens the door, throws my bag of pills the floor, says "here's your pills" shuts the door, and stomps back downstairs. I'm laying here unable to move, like "WHAT THE FUCK?" I waited 2 hours for this medication, and you don't even hand them to me? Let alone provide me a means to take them like a bottle of water? My God. This is going to be a long recovery. What the hell did I do? Then 8:00 comes around, she's pounding on my door telling me to turn it down she's going to bed. I'm laying in bed, in the dark, CPAP on, trying to sleep myself. WTF is she talking about? Oh, the neighbors are listening to music again. Big surprise lady, it's Friday Night. Get over yourself. You don't need your nightly 14 hours of sleep when you only work 12 hours a week. WTF. Anyway, I woke up about an hour ago and figured I'd update everybody because it's time to take another dose of my meds (every 6 hours if needed). I think I'm going to try and skip a dose of the narcotic. They only gave me 10. Then again, the first day is probably going to be my most difficult, why suffer? I just love how there was supposed to be somebody here the entire day to observe me and nurse me the first 24 hours, and I find out Dad and Louise left for like 3 hours after taking me home to go grocery shopping, then another 40 minutes (to and back) to take her to work, then 2 hours to get my meds and go get her. Guess I'm lucky that in the 7 hours after surgery I managed to survive almost 6 of them by myself. UHG. So yeah, I'm going back to bed. Got an ice pack on my belly and my insides are screaming. Hope I can get some sleep.

Just posting a quick little... Updated OP, DB, RSS

Cyn you a real jerk!! LOL Updated OP, DB, RSS Also a quick update/announcement... Surgery to remove my gallbladder is scheduled this Friday (November 30). So I may not be as active for a while to update threads. Hopefully @DazzleHP or @Adultery or @GimmeClassics can pick up the slack while I'm recovering. I remembered to announce it today because I actually came home from work early with a bad "attack". Can't wait for this to finally be over.

Getting Closer! Updated OP, DB, RSS

I'm just thankful to be included in @Draco1962's short list of friends and family. But yes, a truly heartfelt thanks go out to everybody. May your holiday be blessed and remind you of the things to be thankful for. Life, health (even if waning), and family. Here's a little somethin' somethin' to keep your mind off the stressful last minute shopping for rolls your forgot:

The way you've been playing, I don't doubt you'll be Cyncicaster some day. Updated OP, DB, RSS

Just shows how badly I suck at video games. I thought it heated up after the FIRST round lol. I still love 'em though! Updated OP, DB, RSS

Wow awesome! Moved up another spot! And thanks for including the credit counter in your picture. It's a small thing but important to be fair. Happy gaming! Updated OP, DB, RSS