Obviously the movie "In Search of Bobby Fischer" needs a sequel. This is simply surreal.
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REYKJAVIK (Reuters) - Iceland's parliament said on Friday it would grant fugitive chess master Bobby Fischer citizenship to allow him to travel to Reykjavik from Japan, where he is in detention fighting a U.S. deportation order.
The 62-year-old American is wanted in the United States for violating sanctions against the former Yugoslavia by playing a chess match there in 1992. He was arrested in Japan last July for traveling on an invalid U.S. passport.
Chess fans in Iceland, where Fischer won the world title in 1972 in a classic Cold War encounter with Soviet champion Boris Spassky, offered him a home late last year and lobbied officials to issue him a special passport to travel there.
"Fugitive chess master." He fights crime.
No, not while he lived with us...the drugs were what made him, look, you know, nuts. He wasn't really nuts.
He was a decent roommate outside of eating us out of house and home.
If you have a window, why do you need a peephole?
So you can sneak up to the door to check and see if you want to play dead or not without them seeing you.
If you have a window, why do you need a peephole?
So you can sneak up to the door to check and see if you want to play dead or not without them seeing you.
I was assuming the window provided the opportunity for stealth. You can tell I live in an apartment complex, natch.
Yeah, I think Heather might need less windows.
Or a security fence that allows cutie-head boy scouts past
"Fugitive chess master." He fights crime.
Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns. Hard to say which is more likely.
Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns.
He promised me that if I help, I get to be Bishop.
I am bad about opeinning the door - but if I have heebie jeebies - I don't answer the door. actually, as far as I am concerned if I am in my house, i don't talk have to talk to anybody. I giv e the phone a dirty look when it rings.
I have a peephole. However, I'm also on the third floor of a building without an elevator. Salesfolk/Evangelists/Loonies rarely make it up past the second floor.
