Friday, 25 February 2011

Now what is a girl supposed to think here?

I was wandering around the countryside... and ended up watching this:

What is a girl supposed to think there?

I think Harrison actually nailed it there. Best not to tread there ... and then, this happened:

Those pygmies really like to party... Somehow I think this music (NSFW) is appropriate.

Thursday, 10 February 2011

WoW Blogging Challenge: Day 02 – Why you decided to start a blog


That's honestly all there was to it. I needed a place to rant, far away from the guild boards. You see.. back then I was in a great guild (and this is not meant sarcastically!). We had a wide variety of players, doing whatever they liked. Most had met up in real life as well. However, some of them were a little less deeply involved in researching their optimum dps rotations (or in other words: were driving me barmy with low dps).

Mostly my wife had to suffer through my shouting and screaming. Occasionally someone else would get a few annoyed whispers about certain mages (*waves to Lam*).

So... I started a blog. To write about stuff that annoyed me. None of this "I felt like I wanted to try writing" or "I saw this really cool blog and wanted to try and be like them". I mostly started because I didn't like people.

Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Legacy Crafted Belt warning!

Patch 4.0.6 or some such. Lots of changes. One of the more interesting ones is that all Blacksmithing Crafted Epics lost +40 secondary stats. Instead they gained a socket and a +10 socket bonus. Overall most likely a stat gain (especially for jewelcrafters).

There was one nasty side effect, though. If you previously had a crafted belt and it had a belt buckle attached - the gem from the prismatic belt-buckle-socket moved into the newly created socket. And probably does not match colour.

You'll probably need to fixxit for extra power! Raar and all that!

Monday, 7 February 2011

20 Days of WoW: Day 1 - Introduce yourself

Now we shall ignore - just for a moment - that I never managed to finish the last one. However, this time round, I'll only start about a week late. Might work in my favour.

Saga over at Spellbound started a new list of things. So I shall cheat on day 1, and we'll see how it goes from here.

My favourite introduction ever is this one:

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat 400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.

I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.

I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.
Stolen from here.
And in the same vein of things...

Taken from here, this is also not me. It's also, apparently, not Paladin Schmaladin who was once famous for pretending to be that person.

In real life I probably weigh about twice that, am decidedly not a girl and married to this lovely person. I am currently guilded in Vengeance on Alonsus (EU) and we are recruiting for our raids. If you are not a druid and amazing, please join us. If you are a druid ... err ... I don't know. I think we have too many of those. Enough to fill a raid. With druids. Much like these people.
Sensible posting will commence soon - when I don't have to reveal too much information about myself.