Archives June 2008

Once a rat…

Well my soap opera with the asshole ebay seller that told me to f off, wished that the drive he sent me was defective and turned out to be a prophet when the drive was actually DEAD has continued.  Once I determined the drive was bad I contacted the seller and told him I would send it back.  Buried among more smart ass remarks, he indicated he would refund the money once he received the drive back.  Well for some reason I thought he may actually just follow through on his word instead of continuing this battle.  Well I was wrong.

The seller received the drive back a week ago, May 29th and still has not issued a refund.  I waited 4 days after he received it to inquire about the refund.  Since that time I have sent three more inquiries to the idiot which have all been ignored, the last one stating my next step would be a Paypal claim.  Well he ignored that too so this morning I happily filed a Paypal claim against him.  It will be a long drawn out process but I am more than happy to go through it to relish having the funds forcibly extracted from him. 

I have kept all of the ridiculous emails he sent me since I guess I always had the feeling it could come to this. 

9 x 70 = ?, Obama vs McCain, Virtual Boardroom

So it seems like even if Hilary doesn’t want to officially raise the white flag yet, Obama is going to be the democratic nominee.  I am both excited and nervous about the prospect.  I know that the underlying racism in our country will play a big part.  There will be a lot of people that won’t vote for Obama because he is black, plain and simple.  They would rather vote for an old fart that wants to stay in Iraq forever than vote for a brother.  To me, the way Obama could minimize this problem would be to pull Hilary on as VP which would hopefully appease bitter Hilary supporters.  I don’t know if he will be willing to take her in after some of the barbs that have been tossed around during the primaries.

Most of the negative comments I see regarding Obama have to do with his lack of experience.  I don’t know about you, but I don’t want someone in the white house that has decades of experience being bought by special interests, corrupted by lobbyists and in debt to big business for years of political favors.  Plus any lack of experience Obama may have can be countered by the staff he surrounds himself with.  I look forward to having a president that is intelligent, well spoken and polished.  Plus I think having a black man elected president would say a lot about how far America has come in terms of race.  I think it would be a fantastic moment to turn the page on eight years of corruption, lies, fear cultivation and pocket stuffing to a fresh start with an unconventional politician.  This is exactly why I am afraid it won’t happen.  It seems our recent track record is filled with taking the wrong path when given a choice.  Hey if the world ends in 2012 we don’t have much more to put up with anyway, right?

So last night I finished up my three and a half journey in WoW to level all classes in the game to 70.  If you play the game you would be impressed, if you don’t you would have no idea the amount of time that must be invested to perform this feat.  I posted this on my WoW message board about the event.

My shaman just hit 70 last night, rounding out my three and a half year mission to level every class to maximum level. I announced my achievement in guild chat last night and got exactly zero acknowledgements. I am obviously on the outside of this guild looking in, no one could give a shit.

There was no jubilation on my part, not even a smile across my face. I accomplished a virtual goal that meant nothing in real life besides the consumption of countless hours of time.

It’s been a long journey. It’s a journey that has seen me outlast pretty much everyone I started the game with besides Reaper. After leveling that many characters I have several observations.

The easiest and favorite classes to level have been the hunter and lock. I seem to prefer classes that have pets the most. Maybe because it minimizes what I have to do.

I thought that levelling the pally would be brutal and boring. I actually didn’t mind it at all and found it enjoyable to play a class that tanked and healed equally well.

The most difficult class to level was my warrior hands down. It was my first character so it took forever since I didn’t know anything about the game. Plus leveling a warrior is very frustrating. I died A LOT.

I played the druid as pure feral. I loved the flexibility of the class.

Likewise, I played my priest as pure shadow. I never healed anything much more than 5 mans.

The mage was fun to play due to his high damage and multiple methods to frustrate the enemy. (poly, ice block, blink, etc…) I hated all the stopping for mana though.

I was never great as a rogue although I enjoyed using his stealth to annoy many horde as well as take a look at Ogrimar.

The shaman is a whirling DPS powerhouse. I’ve done very little pvp with him but in pve he tore through most enemies with ease. He has been specced enhancement from the get go.

Levelling so many characters has meant I am a jack of all trades but a master of none. I’m not an expert at any one class. Concentrating on levelling so much also means that I have not concentrated on gear. None of my characters are equipped all that well. I’d say my hunter and priest have the best gear and none of it compares to what is the top of the food chain nowadays.

So now the levelling is done, except for the 60 horde hunter I am farting around with, what will I do?

I’m not sure. I may pvp some to grab more gear. I could try to crack into the raiding faction of my guilds although the time commitments there make it unlikely. (8pm – 11pm on raid nights) I still have professions that are not maxxed out like blacksmithing, enchanting, alchemy, leatherworking, engineering, cooking, fishing and jewel crafting.

Who knows what I’ll do. I don’t come home at night and HAVE to play. I’m fine doing other things and actually for the most part prefer to do something other than WoW most nights.

I have come to realize that the people you play with have as much to do with your enjoyment of the game as the actual game itself. Since the crew split up and went their separate ways the game has been devoid of very much fun. Never was that more apparent than when I hit 70 last night and had my announcement met by crickets.

No one cared and to be honest, I don’t know that I did either.

After hitting 70 and no one caring, I decided to hop into our guild’s vent (voice chat) and listen in on the guild meeting that was occurring.  Evidently there have been some recent problems in guild raids that they wanted to address.  I don’t participate in these raids because they typically run from 8pm-11pm but I wanted to listen in.

It was very funny to listen to.  The guild leaders that talked sounded intelligent and well spoken.  They logically presented the various issues on the table and then offered up their ideas on how to address them as well as opening up to the floor for comments/ideas.  I thought to myself how impressive this sounded but then I reminded myself that all of this attention and concern was directed at virtual accomplishments, virtual progression in the game, and virtual gear for your characters.  If you listened in for a few moments you would think that you were listening on an intense discussion on how to solve world hunger or global warming.  I said nothing during the event, if I had I wouldn’t have been acknowledged since nobody knows me because I don’t “raid”.  I found listening very compelling though.  It is bizarre listening in on some people that obviously have good communication skills and good leadership abilities choose to put them to work in a virtual manner with imaginary rewards for doing so.  

Won’t concede?

WTF does Hilary think she is doing by not conceding?  She has zero shot of winning the nomination, zero.  At this point all she is doing is coming off as an extremely sore loser as well as doing nothing to help strengthen the party to ensure the publicans don’t snake a third term in office. 

It’s amazing how much my (and many other people apparently) view of her has changed in the past year or so.  She went from being almost the de facto candidate to the spoiled woman who isn’t getting her way so she is going to drag things out to spite everyone else involved.  It’s over, give it up. 

Movies, Group Pain, Frozen Hot, No Lunch Meat for YOU

Friday afternoon and all of Monday I was at the tax sale.  It wasn’t much fun.  They keep the thermostat in the conference room at a ridiculously low 71 degrees so everyone was freezing.  I prepared for the cold temps Monday by wearing long sleeves.  Well wouldn’t you know it, the AC in the entire building broke mid-morning.  The temps in the huge building soared quickly getting up to the mid-80’s.  It was miserable.  I and everyone else in there was sweating our asses off.  I’m glad I am out of there today.

So let me back track to the weekend.  I never managed to find a partner to play the tournament on Saturday.  I thought about it repeatedly as I was out on the mower instead.  It would have been pretty brutal playing conditions, it felt like mid-summer with high temps and high humidity. I wanted to get most of the house chores done so we could go see the Indiana Jones flick.

We got cleaned up and headed out to the movie, once again making the road trip to Coconut Point so we could watch the film in comfort with hopefully not many others around.  Once again the place was nearly empty which I didn’t expect but I was happy to see.  The biggest negative about the Muvica theater is they submit you to nearly 25 minutes of solid commercials and previews before the film.  It really is annoying, especially considering we paid $9.50 a head to see a 4 o’clock showing.

I was a bit nervous about seeing the flick.  I love the Indiana Jones series.  I had heard the negative grumblings about this film.  I didn’t want the last in the series to be the worst.  For the first half of the film or so I felt good about it.  The film to that point was entertaining without being too ridiculous.  Then it just got stupid.  For me they could have left Shia LeBouf out of the film, he was just annoying.  The action at that point crossed over to the lunacy category.  I think the description I heard of “Indiana Jones meets Close Encounters of a Third Kind” is pretty accurate.  The script was written by George Lucas.  Man talk about a guy living off of past successes.  He hasn’t written a good movie in the past two decades.

On the positive side I think Harrison Ford did a good job of reclaiming his role as Indiana Jones even with him being old enough to collect social security. For the most part, he seemed like the same character, just 20 years older. The action and special effects are top notch but that almost comes to be expected nowadays, it’s so commonplace.  I’d give the movie a B probably which is a disappointment for sure.

On Sunday morning I went to Group Power with Ali at the gym.  I have done the class a few times before.  It’s a class where you use light weights while doing very high numbers of repetitions.  There also is very minimal rest as you bounce around from body part to body part.  The catch is you can make the class significantly easier or harder based on how much weight you use with the exercises. My problem is I don’t do the class regularly enough to know how much weight I should realistically be using.  In the past I used the weight other people were using as a judge.  I would see what they used and try to do significantly more.  Well that was a mistake.

This time I was more conservative in my weight usage.  I wasn’t happy seeing some women using more weight than me on certain exercises but I justified it by remembering they are regulars.  I’m sure if I did the class two or three times a week I would be using a lot more weight.  The girl teaching the class wasn’t what you would imagine an instructor of such a class to be.  She was very chubby.  You could tell she was working harder than the instructor I had seen before. However she did the entire routine and used more weight than me on several exercises all while barking out the routine, I was impressed.  Even though I tried to be conservative with my weights I still managed to fry my legs.  Even today they are still so sore that I am postponing doing a 300.

Ali was gone most of the day Sunday.  While she was gone I finished up the housework and then sat down and watched another movie that Ali wasn’t interested in watching, The Brave One.  I roughly knew the plot of the flick ahead of time, basically Jodie Foster turns vigilante after some punks beat up her and her fiance, in the process killing her fiance as well as abducting her dog.  Jodie snaps and goes on a killing spree, killing a bunch of people that all deserved it.  It was very well done and had a surprise ending that I didn’t expect.  I’d give it an A-.

Late Sunday night I got a call from our neighbor saying he had a family emergency and had to head out.  He asked if we could watch Zoe which I agreed to of course.  The interaction between Nicki and Zoe is funny.  You can tell that after awhile Nicki gets tired of sharing her food, toys and attention with another dog.  It was no more apparent than this morning when I was preparing lunch.  Part of my normal routine in the morning is when I make my sandwich with lunch meat, I take two or three slices over to Nicki’s plate, tear them up and then she devours it in a few seconds. 

Well this morning I was getting the lunch meat out and Zoe was by my side, hoping to score scraps of food.  Well Nicki had no interest in Zoe moving in on her lunch meat score.  She walked over to Zoe, growled and barked menacingly at her, warning her that lunch meat was OFF LIMITS.  I yelled at Nicki to knock it off.  I went over to her plate and started putting the lunch meat down.  Instead of waiting until I was finished putting it down like she normally does, Nicki instead started scarfing down the meat as I was placing it to prevent any possibility of Zoe getting a single meaty morsel.  I had to sneak a couple small pieces to Zoe on the down low.