Not Fade Away

September 18, 2011 at 8:22 am (Real Life)

Well, this is it.  Thanks to new wrinkles in my existance, such as that my daughter’s new schedule changes on an hourly basis, and prevents my keeping any kind of committment, to my fiscal bloodbath sustained due to the housing crash while attempting to relocate; I will no longer be able to take the time to play Warcraft.  Once my spouse arrives and can assume weekend child-duties, I will in all liklihood be taking a second job, eliminating any time but that necessary to work (12-13 hour days on the weekdays, and now weekends as well), serve as an ATM to my wife and a taxi to my daughter, and perhaps get 5-6 hours of sleep a night.  Unless I suddenly hit the lottery for 300 million, divorce, and move to Vegas, this will be my last post.  But, before I left, I wanted to take a moment to thank some people:

To those few of you who read this blog somewhat regularly – many thanks for putting up with my incoherent rambling.  I tried to make a point or two, but I was fully aware that for the most part, it was a waste of my time.  I hope the occasional humor kept it from being a waste of yours as well.

To my guilds, both past and <Sword of Azeroth>.  Thank you for letting me get in the joy of raiding.  Trust me, you’ll be better off to find a hunter of some quality – and one who doesn’t crack so many Firefly references.

My fellow bloggers – thanks for your input, and your ideas.  Couldn’t have made it as far as I did without you.  Same to the wonderful podcast community – you made my commutes much more bearable – don’t know how I’m going to make it through the roughly 15 hours a week in the car now.

I regret never finishing a tier set – like so much else in my life, it will remain a bitter reminder of what I wanteed to accomplish.  I regret not being able to finish the journey with Bullheaded – my friends in <Shadow Rising> were most accomodating to allowing a true-blooded Alliance player come experiment on the dark side.

So, from Rustbeard, Blackrune, Shepard Book, Blackbeard, Cloudshadow, Big Crawdaddy, Semira, Nightmoss, and Bullheaded, I wish you a very fond farewell.

Ed was once a former dwarf hunter in World of Warcraft.  Of all the things he will miss, the greatest will be the friendships he formed in the game.

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Wet Dog

September 3, 2011 at 2:19 am (Real Life)

Tropical Storm Lee is beating down on Little Blue Dog central.  Combined with the incoming rain, the usual windstorm that accompanies my daughter’s birthday and family visits, I don’t expect to find much time to put another post together until Tuesday at the earliest.  So, for those wishing to provide symbolic help, please stand in Menethil Harbor during a rainstorm and bemoan the flooded streets.  Those wishing to provide more substantial help might donate an extremely large fan or two so we can blow this storm over to Texas, who would welcome the 10-20” of rain we’re expected to get.

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On the road again.

June 2, 2011 at 3:55 am (Real Life)

I find myself off again, 737 style.  I’ll be back on Monday, hopefully with something intelligent to say.

Oh, and infants in 1st class drive me crazy.

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The youngest tank yet!

May 26, 2011 at 6:02 pm (Real Life)

A special shout-out to my brother-in-law, who’s family increased by one: Zachary Thomas. He’s 21 3/4″, and a whopping 10 pounds, 2 oz. I’m guessing warrior..

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More Computer Fun

May 15, 2011 at 3:03 pm (QQ, Real Life)

Well, I’m in Maine, and somewhere between New Orleans and Atlanta, my computer took a massive dump.  So, my posting might be a bit spotty until I can get back to the Big Easy and get the damn thing fixed…again.

Note to self: No more travel.

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Happy Mother’s Day…

May 8, 2011 at 10:47 am (Real Life)

I’d like to take a moment and say Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there.  I also want to send my love to both my mother and my wife, without whom I wouldn’t be the person I am today.  (No, I was not created by fission, like all bacteria.)

Furthermore, to the mothers with husbands and sons in harm’s way, let me tender my great thanks for your sacrifice.  May your loved one’s return be safe and swift.

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