And It makes me sad. The chocolate on my pants. Although I don't know if you can really call it chocolate since it came off of a Snicker's Marathon bar. You know, the healthy bar. At least that's what they say.
And I choose to believe them.
So today a song came on the radio. It's catchy, electronicky, and the girl's voice is a bit gravilly. I like it. But I already know that my taste in music is not sophisticated. My brother has been telling me that for years. And I'm going off on a rabbit trail ..... what surprised me was that Dammy liked it. And started singing it. And decided he had to figure out what the lyrics really were. So he googled it. And I hear him say, in a horrified voice, "It's sung by Hannah Montana!" ROFL. It must be mocked. Join me in lovingly mocking him.
My funny story from the bookstore today ties in with yesterday's post. You know, the gross stuff that makes my stomach take a tumble. A customer came up and said she had ordered a book. Orders come with slips of paper on them. It's important that you know that. I started to unwrap the book to show her the book and make sure it was what she wanted (you never read aloud the title of the book. People have all sorts of strange tastes. Just better not to vocalize anything). I realized what it was, fortunately, before I had finished the unwrapping. 30 Days of Night. The graphic novel. Which looks totally worse than the movie. So I exclaimed in a horrified voice "30 Days of Night! I'm sorry I can't look at the cover!" Customer looks at me in an odd way but says nothing. I ring her up without looking at the cover and carefully put the book safe inside a bag (again, without looking at it). Customer begins looking like she thinks I've completely lost my marbles. Customer finally walks away and I can laugh at myself. that's my funny story.
Matticus interviewed TJ the other day. Can't remember the exact question but TJ started talking about what she likes in a blog. Basically she likes them to present material in a different way, to put a different spin on things. Not that the many great blogs out there aren't doing that. The example she used was when a new patch would come out and for the next few days that's what people talked about. Without much variation. Again, not to say that the writeups were bad. And let me also insert that I'm paraphrasing TJ rather badly (don't hurt me!?). all this to say: what makes us at 2.5 orcs different? Dammy can do technical. I faithfully read his posts about mathy, technical stuff and it promptly runs out again. Didn't like the territory I suppose. And he does controversial things like call TJ an icky. Me, I like to think I make people laugh. I certainly make myself laugh. Occasionally this happens when I'm shelving books or straightening. That gets you strange looks. And also I bring the perspective of a person who doesn't come from a gaming background and was suckered into playing WOW. A person who used a certain inflection in her voice when she referred to "gamers". A person who knows squat about computering and gets all the gaming terms mixed up. A person who's favorite word is "whatchamacallit." And "thingy." (that's actually not true. I like lot's of different words. And if anybody tells you they saw me reading a dictionary for fun they're lying.) So here's a question for you faithful readers who also blog. What makes you different? What do you bring to the WOW bloggosphere? Other than being your fabulous self, of course.
that's it for me. talk at you guys later.