It's the Great (Fill In the Blank) Charlie Brown!

It is remarkable that the visionary propensity I have mentioned is not confined to the native inhabitants of the valley, but is unconsciously imbibed by every one who resides there for a time. However wide awake they may have been before they entered that sleepy region, they are sure, in a little time, to inhale the witching influence of the air, and begin to grow imaginative, to dream dreams, and see apparitions.
--Washington Irving

I woke up this morning so excited, so PUMPED! What is it? My fourth year? Fifth? For trying for the Headless Horseman's mount. This is the holiday event that gave me Mrs. Whitworth, and for that I shall be ever grateful. But as with all dealings with the capricious RNGs, the horseman's mount is one I feel entitled to. Yes. I said it. The "e" word. The word we are never to say out loud for fear of being perceived as selfish, elitist snobs. I have been to Washington Irving's house when I was a teenager. I LOVED IT. I have listened to the stories of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow since I was a little girl. I have analyzed Ichabod Crane's character and Katrina Van Tassel's coquestish role in Ichabod's implied demise. So, dammit, you pumpkin-breath-halitosis-ridden Hessian! GIVE ME MY PONY!

Let's think about this, shall we? The first year I had the one leveled shaman. Then others followed: hunter, priest, paladin, mage, warlock, each taking her turn in the dark, gloom-shrouded graves of the Forlorn Cluster, supposedly increasing my RNG luck, but alas, no. The helm drops for my cloth-wearers, the rings blossom just after obtaining one by other means, and the efficacy of the fight depends largely on the interest and skill of the group. Those pumpkins bite, damn them!

I was off to try my luck this crack-of-dawn, but apparently the ghosts and ghouls come out around 1PM server time, and I shall be working.

Gir's gotta have some bling in her life...

In other news: my buddy Krash had an 'extra' one and gave me a Blingtron pet! Now we know he's an avid pet battler extraordinaire, smart with his gold, so I want to thank him for steering me off from my path of self-destruction and giving this to me before I bought one. (Still saving my gold for one of those sprite pets, however.)

I confess, the real reason why I didn't wait for the RNGs to provide me Moon Moon is one of the oldest reasons in the world: my heart melted when I saw another player dressed in her wolf attire running and playing with Moon Moon in the Darkmoon Forest. I went out of my mind for a while and saw a wolf mother and her cub playing--it was really sweet. Mataoka wanted her own cub. Simple as that.

3 Ways

I can imagine what kind of traffic I might get with this title, but oh well. Living on the edge, you know?

So, sometimes in the cost-benefit analysis, you just gotta say eff-it. There are three ways to get what you want in Azeroth:

1. Win it through happy-shiny-RNGs-love-me-love-me-not-love-me again
2. Have a friend give it to you
3. Buy it

(Hmmmm...sounds a lot like something else I can think of....too early, Matty!!!)

Anyway, because Momokawa won the Darkmoon Eye so quickly, she sold it, for far too low (I am embarrassed at my lack of AH prowess), but got a little sum tucked away. Matty's alts did some bank reconstruction work for her friend Turk, and earned a nice dividend. Okay, okay, seems fine. But this morning after the umpteenth Den Mother hunt, repair bills out the wazoo, and loss of time and happy-joy-joy, I just said screw it and found Moon Moon on the AH for, gee, guess what? About the same amount as Momokawa and Matty had on had.

Sold.

It's not as much fun to do #3, but at least it gets the job done.

Anyway, I love Moon Moon - and plan on adding tales of him to my stack of stories. At least now I'll have a little more time than money, friend.