Unusual awesomeness...

Tome does not know this, but I wore my HOTFB all day long yesterday. Yup, even to work. Now, it seems that she has a magical mailbox, but I have this amazing helm. It is truly infused with supernatural powers. Not only did receive the fabulous sculpture of Mrs. Whitworth, but Shoryl of Tiny WoW Guild met up with me to give me a tiny shale spider! It's adorable! Now, here is where the day takes a twist. I was hunkered into getting Kellda's 3000 Valor Points for Wrathion (yes, that kid totally charmed me), and Heartichoke was working on a surprise for a buddy, when CD Rogue comes in the room telling me not good health news. He's fine, but it entailed a trip to the emergency room, CAT scan, MRI, and a long night of him worrying and me trying to get comfortable on a half-bench in his room. The place was empty except for some poor family whose baby must have been very sick, and cried for the hours we were there. It was all I could do not to go in there and try to help -- but it's hard to know if young parents want it or not. I know that cry, and that cry of a sick baby/child is not great. But after all the tests, poking, and prodding, he's fine (it is something, but not a stroke). Now we could say that's awful! Boo! And though it was not fun, it was not awful. I credit the HOTFB for its continuing protection and service. 

That and good health insurance.

Thank you Shoryl!

Needless to say, I'm pretty damn tired. Went to bed around 2AM, woke up at 7:30. But I am looking forward to whatever mischief we can get into this afternoon -- one and all are welcome -- don't be shy! 

Can't quit you, Matty

Last night, feeling kind of funky about stuff, stuff in general, real life stuff, and game stuff, and family stuff, and blah blah blah, just kind of in a funk.

It was late, and past my bedtime, but a good buddy asked me to do a heroic, warning me if it was Stonecore, he was outta there. Fair enough. I made no promises of great dps, and away we went. Knowing a tank or healer is like getting seated at the best dungeon tables and knowing the maitre' d. It was Grim Batol, and it was a blast. Lost one healer (there is healing, and there is Matty Level of Healing, which, in my opinion, should be a 25 point achievement for players), and lost a warlock, which made me upset. I know that on the other end there is a human who is trying to do well and play, but our new healer made a snarky comment, and away she went. Maybe I am too soft-hearted for the mean streets of Azeroth, but I do want everyone to play who wants to. In any case, we had a lot of fun. And, no, Guarf, I am not going to make you a sandwich.

So, as I am trying to figure out what I want to get out of my time, perhaps it is just the simple things. So what if I don't get the gear? So flipping what? I am still as cute as I can be, nice as I can be, and gosh darnit, people like me. I bet Blizzard loses more players to fatigue and lack of control of their worlds. They giveth, and taketh away. But I control the purse-strings on this, so take notice, Blizz. Or that collection plate may start looking a little empty.

Anyway, really appreciated this post this morning from Psynister: http://psynister.wordpress.com/2011/07/11/three-legged-stools/

I think it's time to start a new story-time post, say, from Luperci's perspective, and then a tale of conflict and hope for our sweet Zeptepi.