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Monday, February 19, 2007

 So, I blame these folks…

for my loss of social life
and lack of motivation to clean up my apartment.

*Geek Alert* *Geek Alert* *Danger Will Robinson* *Danger* *Danger*

For those who don’t know…
I’m ridiculously addicted to the hugely acclaimed
MMORPG (Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game)
World of Warcraft,
And with the recently released Burning Crusade expansion…
I’ve been completely immersed
in multi-chain questing and hack and slash goodness…

Please welcome my “toons”
(Gamer term for the avatars that they assume in online games)

My mains so far
(All on the Bronzebeard server for those who need to know):

For the Horde-

Safire
Level 51 Troll Hunter
And his recently acquired attack owl Zircon.
His shotgun is spot on and with his pet
will take down a toon to his very last breath.

Safire.jpg

For the Alliance-

Tadah
Level 48 Gnome Mage
Don’t let the little stature fool ya.
This small package will deliver a big wallop
in the form of a Pyroblast that will incinerate the best of them.

Tadah.jpg

And my Alts:
(Alternative characters)

For the alliance-

Drunkenmonk
Level 22 Draenai Priest
One of the new races introduced from the Burning Crusade expansion.
Valuable during battles,
this gentleman will keep his comrades going with his heals,
but will not shy from smiting a foe with holy fire.

Drunkenmonk.jpg

And for the Horde-

Boomshalock
Level 24 Blood Elf Warlock
The other race introduced by the Burning Crusade expansion…
Boom Boom I like to call her.
Plain and simple. She’s a bitch.
A bitch that can that has demons to fight for her
so she doesn’t have to mess up her hair.

Bookshalock.jpg

So there you have it…
The folks I blame for taking a chunk of my life away.

All kidding aside…
World of Warcraft is a beautifully immersive game that any geek/sci-fi/gamer
could fall in love with.
If you ever get your hands on one of their limited trials…
Do so…
The game is wonderful.

If you’re already playing and happen to be on my server…
Say hi…
If you haven’t started playing…

“Come over to the darkside Luke”


Friday, February 16, 2007

 Yeah… I know… But still…

Yeah… I know…
I wrote about this already…

Yeah… I know…
It’s already past Valentine’s Day…

Yeah… I know…
I shouldn’t really care about it…

Yeah… I know…
Soon…
Soon enough…

But still…


Friday, February 9, 2007

 Mike P. Factoid - #3

As long as I will live…

I’ll always associate the smell of baby oil
with strapping men with little clothing.

Always and forever…

Years ago, I used to patronize a bar in the East Village
religiously on Friday nights…
My friend used to DJ there and
he amply supplied me with drink tickets all night…
Needless to say I was usually lit up like a sparkler on July 4th
once 4AM rolled around…

And loved every minute of it…

Well…
Typically the bar would bring in strippers…
Many of whom I became acquainted with…

(No… not in that way… pervs…
Although there was that one that I thought was reeeaal cute…
Str8 (*rolls eyes*) vato that seemed cool…
And mentioned as an “aside” that he wanted to “see my ass”…
But unfortunately thought that…
Completely out of goodwill…
Promising me a signed picture of himself
would get my gears going. *sigh*)

Anyways…
A good handful…
(Hee hee.. I said “handful”.)
A good handful would use baby oil before they jumped onto the bar
to accentuate their muscles and to
*ahem*
accentuate their goods behind the DJ booth.

(Peripheral vision is a godsend.)

Needless to say…
Whenever I get a whiff of babyoil…
No matter where I am…

(Unfortunately its usually around a baby… eek.)

Memories of gyrating genitalia jump into my mind…

Pavlov would be pleased.

babyoil.jpg


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