Once again, better women than I...

Ironyca surmised the ramblings of what I was attempting to do the other day about soccer, hockey, RNGs, and drinking beers in pubs and being a bad philosopher:

http://ironyca.wordpress.com/2013/06/17/are-pvp-pet-battles-determined-by-skill-or-luck/

The wise Dahakha tried to set me straight in a private discussion about the nuances of soccer, and again, I apologize (even though he said not to): I am apologizing for being an impulsive writer and not taking the time as Ironyca did to clarify my thoughts. In any case, go read hers -- the graphic on rochambeau is exquisite. Dahakha was spot-on in our conversation, and I thank him. I said noobish stuff. But remember, this is also the woman who spilled an entire freshly-filled bowl of beef with broccoli last night while reaching for her mouse on a flight path. This is the level of professionalism you're dealing with.


Whatever the RNGs do, I still contend that I am lucky in love, so take that, you no-good-dirty-lying-no-weapon-dropping-gerbil-droppings!

Stories worth reading: Elford

Ironyca has been tellling the tale of Elford--he is someone you should get to know. I may not be able to help him land any business deals, but I can be a good publicist for him:

https://ironyca.wordpress.com/2012/09/01/equal-amounts-of-stubbornness-and-desperation/

You're traveling into another dimension...

I am tripping out over the paradox of a virtual fantasy world having its own virtual fantasy lore within its lore; logically, I shouldn't be surprised that we who live in this alternative universe/reality would also create sub-plots and layers of fiction. Here in our own existence, we have four dimensions: time, length, width, depth, and a confetti of stories to celebrate them together, explain the unexplainable, or manufacture science from legends. Ironyca ponders the urban legends in Azeroth:

http://ironyca.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/myths-and-urban-legends-in-wow-the-secret-cellar/

If the gobbling Prince does indeed have a wine cellar, perhaps he'll share some of his good stuff, or perhaps he's saving that for a special occasion*. Like, when I down Ragnaros. Or, even more unbelievable, get my Real ID to work with some new friends. I smell a conspiracy. And I'd like those bones in cages around the Darkmoon Faire investigated.

*Who am I kidding? He's saving it for the black-market.

Since it's on the Internet, it must be true. Take these with a grain of salt:
http://www.cracked.com/article_15628_the-5-creepiest-urban-legends-that-happen-to-be-true.html

This is also a true story: there is a new NPC, a pet battle trainer, who is also named "Matty." 

My reaction:

Oh, and I also heard a rumor that the Yak mount is going up to 120,000 gold.


Okay. Going to hunt for Bigfoot for a while. Much less terrifying.