So, no, I’m not resurrecting the blog. But I am still playing. However we lost some good guildies near the end of Wrath of the Lich King when they decided to not continue playing. It will be very difficult to replace them, but The Left Claw is recruiting.
I think about it oh, I think about it still. I think I realize that it will always break. It’s just a game we love, it’s just a game we love. What a way to live, it’s not a way to live. – The Mary Onettes, “Puzzles”
The Unicorn said “You are a true warrior now, as you always wished. Does it make you happy?” “Well,” I said, “men don’t always know when they’re happy, but I think so.” On Sunday, October 3rd, one day before
Keredria wrote recently about how if a 5-man through LFG is like a one-night stand, then doing Coren Direbrew through LFG must be like a quickie, which is what we call it in our guild. The other night she was on her warlock alt Kimchee and invited me
So it feels like it’s been awhile since I’ve done a World of Warcraft song parody other than this. I do have a few that I’ve been working on off and on, but just haven’t managed to finish up: Asking for Flowers by Kathleen Edwards.
The best time to plant a tree was 20 3 years ago. The next best time is now. – Chinese Proverb (edited) So I guess it wouldn’t be a WoW-marriage without one of us (the man, of course) forgetting an anniversary. Today is Keredria’s 3-year
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune guild, must be in want of a wife. My apologies to Jane Austen. Keredria wrote some time ago on the topic of our tank and healer relationship, and also our WoW marriage.
As Keredria mentioned recently, our guild The Left Claw had a second meet-up about a week ago. Our first meet-up was in Washington State, but not everyone could make it. So Keredria arranged a second meet-up in Chicago for some Midwesterners. I was not
I’ve never been much interested in achievements. In fact the only time they really excite me is when they have to do with completing a portion of a raid instance. I don’t want to sound elitist, like I am above doing achievements. I have a
Last night we were short one person for serious raiding, so we spent the evening clearing the Keepers in Ulduar so we could go back and do Yogg-Saron sometime for people that wanted the achievement. It was fun to have a more relaxed raid on some
As you might have seen from Keredria’s post, some of my guildies from The Left Claw had a meet-up recently on the Kitsap Peninsula in Washington State — Clawlapalooza 2010. We rented a house together for five days and four nights. It was quite
When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low. And resentment rides high but emotions won’t grow. And we’re changing our ways, taking different roads. For the 3+ years that I have played WoW and read about WoW and listened to podcasts about
On the evening of July 3, 2010, The Left Claw of Drenden defeated the Lich King. For the record, this was our raid that evening: Tanks: Blood Death Knight (Qyburn, aka Nkm), Feral Druid (Fonzy, aka Shmoopsypoo/Chachi). DPS: Arcane Mage (Veloreynn), Balance
Heh I wish. That video always makes me smile. I don’t like to dance, and I don’t like to travel, but I like to watch other people do it. No…although I’m doing a little traveling during the summer, I don’t have a good excuse
Sometimes a part of me dies inside when I do a random heroic. I’ve actually skipped the daily several times to avoid burnout. But I do run randoms with guildies from time to time because sometimes there are some great hijinks. Last night we got
About a month ago when our hunter Kalthan told us he would be quitting WoW, I knew I would be writing this post. It was helpful for us that we knew in advance that he would be quitting and I thank Kalthan for that. It gave us some time to adjust to the
All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Jessika, were visibly personified,
Since I’ve been playing WoW (over three years now) I’ve been fascinated by the role of gender in this game. I have some drafts of some thoughts regarding gender that I want to post, but before I do so I may need to clarify something. I’m
I can’t help it. I’m a hopeless romantic. I just discovered this video today. I like this one too. If you watch both of these and don’t tear-up you might want to check to see if you left your soul somewhere. Presumably somebody’s
When the Bible is a bottle And the hardwood floor is home When morning comes twice a day Or not at all If I break in two will you put me back together? When this puzzle’s figured out will you still be around To say you’ve just been there Walking
Sunday night was our first try at Sindragosa. Keredria was preoccupied tossing her cookies so I was healing on my resto shaman Makawee. Sindragosa seriously pissed me off. It wasn’t because we wiped on her for almost two hours. It wasn’t because
So I took a break this afternoon to look through the archives of my and K’s blogs. A year ago this month our guild had cleared Naxxramas and was farming it regularly (Ulduar wasn’t live yet), leveling alts, and trying to build up the courage
I am one of the small minority of people who hasn’t made extensive use of the barbershop feature. The only toon to which I have made any modifications was my druid, and that was only because I wanted a different color of fur when the new cat forms
There’s a real art to describing the strategy for a raid encounter. In hardcore raiding guilds everyone is expected to research the encounter in advance. However we’ve always been much more casual about it. I know some people would cringe
Pretty well I guess. Heh. I’d wondered if there was a meme similar to the “healer interview” meme that was going around recently. I did a quick search and found that The Renaissance Man of The Children of Wrath had started such a meme
Keredria likes to say that my IQ drops significantly when I tank, relative to when I am healing on my shaman. This may be true.
Sunday night we were working on Rotface which has been a bit of a troublesome encounter for us. I’d healed attempts
Elune, I have never prayed to you before, I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good warriors or bad, why we fought or how we died. No, all that matters, is that few stood against many. That’s what’s important.
So the other day Keredria needed to attend some resto druid convention in Moonglade, so I volunteered to babysit her Teldrassil Sproutling. Bebeh tree got a bit bored just hanging around Darnassus so we decided to take a little trip so that she could
First consider this post which I wrote as a parody of the opening scene of The Godfather. Through some Google search I recently came across this.
Nicolause busses Jessika’s mitt?!?!
Edit: Just now I found this, which is loosely based
Seriously. The death knight names are getting old. You know what I’m talking about — the names that sound like the death metal bands (although I would approve of Deathtöngue). The Left Claw has two 80 Death Knights: Qyburn (a very reasonable