I find the weirdest shit…
~watergirl~
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No news. Nothing earth-shattering. There was a comic on GU-Comics that made me remember some stuff from EQ.
People in WoW think they’re so hardcore. This game is so easy-sauce, it’s scary.
Every once in a while, I get the bug to reactivate my account, to see the graphics changes, to poke a few people, to do serious raids again. Then, the Irritable Wolf gives me a mental slap. And all is right with the world again.
Still…
Nagafen and Vox. Plane of Fear break-ins as a necro with a druid and a monk. Sky was a nightmare in and of itself.
Hearing the “Ding!” of a new level…only to lose it a short while later (“Dong!”) thanks to dying. I remember hours of DING! – DONG! – DING! on one particular Plane of Fear run.
And no matter how much time goes by, every time I see “ST”, I immediately go back to the hell that was Sleepers’ Tomb. It may mean “Sunken Temple” to you, but to me it shouts “Kerafyrm’s crib”.
The people were different, too. Maybe it was because of the 72-person, 12-hour raids. Or the weeks-long camping for various class-epic mobs. It actually MEANT something when you got your epic quest done.
Druids porting inkies. Guk and the FBSS. Jboots. Train right! Sand giants and spectres. And for some odd reason, I have fond memories of the Tower of Frozen Shadow. That might be because of the “charm” ability on one of the floors and the multiple number of times my necro would fear someone across the room, though.
The half-elf paladin who was dying while fighting skeletons in one of the Commons…who reported me to Vaylin for saying “Innoruuk take your soul!” after he asked me for help. /high-five Vaylin for letting me rp!
I remember crossing one of the Karanas with my paladin, my roommate’s druid and another paladin…and then running into an Evil Eye. Two paladins make lunchmeant out of druids fairly quickly. Sorry, Keana!
I used to love watching Dytren (the crazy cleric) “purple club” tanks, and laughing my ass off when he could get them to under three digits of health. Rawwrr, Dytren!
…the Trakanon fight where I fell asleep at the desk waiting for things to get moving…only to wake up HOURS later with a druid friend standing next to me, killing anything that came close. Note: Trak fears, as all good dragons do. He got a GM to move my toon to the port-in spot and stayed online to keep my snoozing arse alive. Thank you, Sunnan!
…killing those damned otters, just so I could see them clutch their chests and hear the little krik-krik-krik noise they make when they die.
And I will always love my Malevolence.
WoW hardcore? Not even on its’ best day.
~watergirl~
Addendum: Kithicor forest. Bardspeed in the Karanas coming down the mountain. Fansy the (asstastic) Bard.
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Been in a George A. Romero mood for the last day or so. I will forever love the original 1698 Night of the Living Dead, but I have to admit that the 1990 remake of it is pretty damn good, too.
However, that silly bitch that screams so much? I believe I might have fed her to the ghouls.
Be useful. Be silent. Get stuff done. Reload.
Rinse. Repeat.
Oh, and by the way..
They’re coming to get you, Barbara!
~watergirl~
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Ok, I’m not going to actually post the images, as there are copyright laws and whatnot. So links, new window, go.
I have nothing against piercings or tattoos. Some are a bit extreme and, I think, quite noteworthy.
Body piercings, galore!
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~watergirl~
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I do not like this Uncle Sam,
I do not like his health care scam.
I do not like these dirty crooks,
or how they lie and cook the books.
I do not like when Congress steals,
I do not like their secret deals.
I do not like this speaker Nan ,
I do not like this ‘YES, WE CAN’.
I do not like this spending spree—
I’m smart, I know that nothing’s free.
I do not like your smug replies,
when I complain about your lies.
I do not like this kind of hope.
I do not like it. nope, nope, nope!
Go green – recycle Congress in 2010
I didn’t create it. But I *DO* like it!
~watergirl~
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Rhema Marvanne – ‘Amazing Grace’ REVISED 6/11 from Black Olive Media.com on Vimeo.
Simply beautiful. If music moves you, you may well want a kleenex nearby.
~watergirl~
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I’ve been sick and icky for a good bit. Slowly feeling better but still have a bad cough, sore throat and fever.
Yay’ness.
~watergirl~
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I’m a legal American citizen and I must show my ID when:
- Pulled over by the police.
- Making purchases on my department store credit card.
- When I show up for a doctor’s appointment.
- When filling out a credit card or loan application.
- When applying for or renewing a driver’s license or passport.
- When applying for any kind of insurance.
- When filling out college applications.
- When donating blood.
- When obtaining certain prescription drugs.
- When making some debit purchases, especially if I’m out of state.
- When collecting a boarding pass for airline or train travel.
I’m sure there are more instances, but the point is that we citizens of the U.S.A. are required to prove who we are nearly every day.
Why should people in this country illegally, be exempt?
For that matter, perhaps the liberals can answer the question: Why shouldn’t we guard our borders as closely as every other country in the world does?
And while I’m at it…
It is said that 86% of Americans believe in a God of SOME kind. Therefore I have a very hard time understanding why there is such a problem in having ‘In G-d We Trust’ on our money and having ‘G-d’ in the Pledge of Allegiance.
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under G-d, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all!
For the record, I am not a member of any “organized” religion, and I support having G-d in both the Pledge of Allegiance AND on our money.
Ohmm. Ohmm. Ohmm.
~watergirl~
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Ok, so I don’t normally post about whatever wonky stuff I’m watching on tv. However, I’ve been a bit peckish ever since last night’s So You Think You Can Dance episode and I just can’t seem to get it off my mind.
I’ll be up-front: I think Melinda should have been sent home last week, ignoring the fact that I don’t feel she even deserved to be in the show, to begin with. Having said that, my blood is STILL boiling-ish over what Mia Michaels said to and about Melinda.
Last week, Nigel wanted to vote Melinda gone, but Mia and Adam wanted her to stay and sent Cristina home. This week, it’s painfully obvious Melinda is struggling.
So, in front of x millions of viewers and y hundreds of members of a live audience, Mia tells Melinda that they sent the wrong girl home last week. Adam agreed, making sure to rub that salt in firmly.
Mia: It’s called “constructive criticism”. I’m not saying lie or sugar coat. I’m saying don’t be such an out-and-out BITCH. Humiliation is neither necessary nor appreciated by the viewers, and I can’t even begin to imagine how Melinda felt. Shame on you, Mia. You were once young and inexperienced (or perhaps less formally trained, is the proper phrasing). Shame on you. Last night, on the 06/30/10 airing, you were little more than a schoolyard bully.
It almost makes me wish that loudmouthed, spastic, overtanned screaming shrew Mary Murphy were back. Her voice and screaming always made me want to stab small, furry things (stuffed animals, thank you very much!) but at least I could mute her when she was going off the bend and when she DID give criticism, it was tempered with positive notes and reinforcement. She told them what was off and how to work on it, even when she really didn’t like the routine.
Ad while we’re here..I really dislike the new format this season. Let’s take this point by point, shall we?
- By only allowing 10 (oopsie! we’re going to make it 11 because we just oh-so-love Billy Bell – /gag) into the finals for the show, they crushed (more so than usual) the hopes and dreams of 10 wonderful dancers.
- They announce that only 10 dancers (5 girls, 5 guys) will be allowed in the competition this year, putting extra freak-out mojo to everyone during auditions.
- Then, for not discernable reason, they change it to 5 girls and 6 guys. I still don’t quite know why Billy Bell was allowed in. It begs the question, why did they then NOT even the playing field and add a sixth girl?
- The chosen 11 pair up each week with a random-from-a-hat “All Star”, who by virtue of their training and abilities have a tendency to overpower the actual contestants’ moves and skills.
And lest I forget: someone for the love of all the merciless and unholy Gnomish gods, PLEASE teach that stupid Cat Deeley:
- how to dress in something other than a JiffyPop foil or potato sack
- short skirts + raised stage = nightmares
- how to freaking pronounce names ending in an “ah” sound, such as America, Melinda, Cristina, etc. She’s better at it this year than ever before, but goddamn, woman! Show the performers the basic respect of pronouncing their NAMES properly!
Oh, and Nigel? Less tooth-whitening on those chicklets, my man. In case of a power blackout, the man could simply smile and light up several counties at once.
~watergirl~
Note: As I am no longer able to dance, I am an armchair-dancer. You have your football and are allowed to be an armchair-quarterback. I don’t invade your living-room-cum-locker-room. As such, kindly get the hell out of my bedroom-cum-dance show. 
Hrm. Bedroom dance show.
Thought derail ahead. Danger, Will Robinson! Danger!
Secondary note: do not email or message me about the use of “cum”. It’s (mostly) proper English. Taken from Dictionary.com
cum
–preposition
with; combined with; along with (usually used in combination): My garage-cum-workshop is well equipped.
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