Iz not wurkin hard enuf.

The sixth screenshot. I see dead bosses!

Keredria tagged me to show the sixth screenshot from my screenshot directory. Currently my sixth screenshot happens to be from a recent fight with Loatheb. I was off-tanking him which is fairly routine. I was just keeping my buffs and debuffs up and hanging around waiting to tank him should the MT go down. During the fight I decided to swivel my camera view around and take a few screenshots. This one I had planned to use for a post on Keredria’s birthday but didn’t. You can see here doing her hallelujah healy thing next to Veloreynn and the triplets. I apologize for the messy GUI. I really need to clean it up.

Found out about you.

Here’s one based on a Gin Blossoms song. I so amuse myself sometimes.

Before the patch in case you don’t recall
I was tank and you were healz we pwned it all
Is there a way that I could die
That’s bad enough to make you /cry
All the tells you sent to me were lies
The months roll past the invite you declined
Did you heal me only by design?
Buffs and HOTs you cast on me
Seemed to come so easily
The heals I thought I’d won you’d give for free

Whispers from the off-tank
I heard about nights out in the BG
I found out about you

Rumors follow everywhere you raid
Like when you /gquit post burning crusade
You’re geared-up now and there’s no doubt
In all the guilds where you hang out
They know your spec and they know what you’re about

Whispers from the off-tank
I heard about nights out in the BG
I found out about you

A tank is all I think I could be
I get the healz too often on the LFG
You know it’s what I always feared
I /who your name and /inspect your gear
Your death knight’s over I watch you go offline

Whispers from the off-tank
I heard about nights out in the BG
I found out about you

Happy birthday Keredria.

Today is Keredria’s birthday. Two years ago, and only a few days after Jessika, Keredria was born. So I’ve been at a loss for what to post (as usual). Something funny? Something sentimental? A bit of both? As she noted things have been a little sad lately, so humor is out. Verse ftw. The following is from J. R. R. Tolkien’s The Two Towers. I’m a huge Tolkien fan and am always very moved when I read certain parts. This is one of them. The attitude of the Entwife in the second and fourth stanzas seems very much like Keredria. Linger where your land is fair K.

Ent:
When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain-air,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair!

Entwife:
When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade;
When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid;
When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill the air,
I’ll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair.

Ent:
When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold;
When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,
Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!

Entwife:
When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown;
When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town;
When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the West,
I’ll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best!

Ent:
When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay;
When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day;
When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain
I’ll look for thee, and call to thee; I’ll come to thee again!

Entwife:
When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at last;
When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past;
I’ll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again:
Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!

Both:
Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

OMG /played

Two years ago today I started playing WoW and Jessika was born. I told Keredria last night that I was having trouble thinking of something to post today. I asked if she wanted to be a guest blogger — she could even make fun of me, on my own blog! She laughed. I told her I was serious. She suggested that I write a post about how awesome she is. I think she beat me to it.

So here I am. There is no way I would have even imagined two years ago that I’d be where I am now: Tank (I didn’t even know what tank was.), guild master (I figured I’d just solo as I’m not very social.), level 70/80 (I didn’t think I’d go beyond playing the trial version for a few days.), raid leader (What’s a raid?), and blogger (And like do what? Write song parodies? Pfft.)

So will I be playing this game a year from now? I was talking to my friend Vel last night and she asked that question of herself. I told her she sure as hell better be.

I need to put Pandora on something besides the 80’s.

An 80's 5-man.

Fail.

Verb.

1. To be wanting to; to be insufficient for; to disappoint; to desert.
2. To miss of attaining; to lose.
3. To run heroic Obsidium Sanctum, have the Tier 7 warrior gloves drop, and pass on the roll forgetting (until reminded too late by your smarter healer) that heroic raids drop better Tier gear than normal raids.