Friday, November 30, 2007

End of the World!

Or at least the end of the whole blog til ya die thing.

Shout outs to TJ, who only went a little crazy. K, a lot crazy, but she's small, and crazy don't scale that well with her. Kinda like an imp in a raid. Things doan go well if it gets noticed...

And to Rats... sorry guy, I gotta use you as the measure of the things all horde should be. At least for a certain horde that perpetually falls short...

And the bear. Cuz I agree with Steven Colbert... they are a damn menace, and should be put down. Maj was running EotS last night... and the combat log looked like

Feral friggin cat druid does way too much damage to you with a ridiculously overpowered attack

Feral friggin cat druid finishes yo squishie ass off

Feral friggin cat druid notices you rez

Feral friggin cat druid turns into feral friggin bear with extra points in "stun mage until you cry like a little girl" talent

You have been stunned. Here comes the druid pain...


AND ON AND ON.

So anyway... the end of the world post, and my most annoying stalker... Ken.

Ken once got written up for cyber stalking a girl. See... the girl's ex-boyfriend told Ken he could "have" her. So he sent her some emails demanding a meeting, she freaked, he got written up. (this was a work kinda thing...)

So he gets it into his head that the chick has to be smoking hot. Cuz a non smoking hot chick would WANT the attention, right? So he gets the location of her parking spot... and waits for her...

He doan go up to her... and she doan know what he looks like. All does is follow her around for a coupla hours, across town and into a walmart, and around the aisles til he decided she really wasn't hot, and was just giving herself airs.

Ken needed a woman.

I gotta explain the Smiley situation. There was a guy named Mr. Smiley who used to haunt my store/neighborhood. He was called that because all day long, he would hang out at the street corner, smile a really really diseased smile, and wave at people.

And he'd get pissed and throw bricks sometimes if they didn't wave back.

When I say creepy smile... think the joker's victims...

And he smelt really really bad. Cuz he didnt bathe... just hung out in the heat of south louisiana, waving at cars all day.

Luckily, I didn't see him much cuz he was pretty diurnal, and I worked nights. A small mercy. Anyway... one day I had to cover a shift... and Smiley came in with his woman... they were working a con that I really haven't the time to explain. But they needed an envelope...

So later, Ken comes through... and I tell him bout smiley and his woman.

"Smiley has a woman? What the hell? How can *I* be without, while the mentally and hygenically handicapped get some?"

So Ken gets it into his head that he just needs to lower his standards... and he succeeds. He got his own woman. He bought her.

Where do you go in America to buy a woman? Ken went to the county jail and paid bail for one. An alchoholic on her 3rd dui who was about to get evicted. So she moved in with him... and everything seemed to work. Strange.

She had it rough sometimes tho... Ken got really religious... strange religious... he started observing the sabbat... from friday night through saturday he refused work... including buying things... and he wouldn't give her money for beer during this time.

But no, this story is about Ken and the end of the world. First... ya need to know that Ken was working on his doctorate in astrophysics. I doan know why you need to know this... but it seems important...

Second, he used to teach at a public high school. He got laid off for some weird reason. I say weird because it apparently had nothing to do with his inordinate sexual attraction to his female students.

Third... he was up all night long. Listening to weird radio programs. And one night...

You gotta understand. I worked six friggin nights a week. The seventh, I'd get school work done (I always had a dozen papers due...) and then drink myself to sleep. So... one night off, I get awoken from a drunken slumber by a loud pounding at my door....

It was Ken.

"Dude... what the hell are you doing here? How did you find out where I live?"

"They told me at the store... what are we gonna do?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"On the radio... right now... they said that the russians faked their own collapse, and even now are smuggling nukes into the country to destroy us!"

OMFG. Can you even imagine how long it took to talk him down? And this was before 9/11. THAT EVENT drove him over the edge. I even got contacted by the FBI, who were investigating Ken's reports on his arab neighbors....

(I really doan have the time or sense of humor about it to poperly tell the story of the "truck bomb thing..." which was a lot more innovative back then before Iraq made it kinda commonplace...)

But anyway... my most annoying stalker... who got my address to come warn me about an impending russian nuclear attack in the middle of the night.

BTW... there was another Ken. He worked at another location of my c-store's chain. He was so erratic that the cops nicknamed him Lucifer.

He disappeared after, well... See, he was working at the store cuz he needed a job. He had no place to live, so the store manager let him crash at his place. Ken freaked out and disappeared after accusing the store manager of drugging and raping him. Now the manager in question, Tony, worked 80 hours a week, and drank non stop. Tony couldn't sexually molest his own hand, let alone Ken. (Tony died a year later from a massive coronary in a bar.)

Ken didn't make my list cuz he really wasn't my problem. But I got other stories...

Thursday, November 29, 2007

The SHAMMY POST

You lucked out! Its time fer the shammy post!

See, back in the day, during the beta... I played horde. A forsaken rogue. I was so happy with her, back in the day before anyone knew how to play... and then the game came out for real, and I made the mistake of joining friends on a pve server.

Lets face it... only kindly, delicate creatures should play on PVE servers... and Ima asshat.

A note on my relationship with Arms&Fury.... Hesa lazy slacker that needs a serious kick in the butt to get him moving every so often. I provide that kick. Otherwise, he tends to just coast on talent. Which he's got a lot of. However he has yet to learn, despite the vicious beatings I administer, that age and treachery will overcome youth and beauty everytime... I mean, really, he updates his blog so rarely, the page doesn't even bother loading anymore...

Back to shammy-ville!

So after my first, and last, trip with guild drama, I decided to move to pvp, and go back to the horde.

I was crashing with a bud while looking for a damn job... (took almost a year...) and we would both play our chars together, and smack things around.

We both went shammy. And for a reason. What says horde (pre-b.c.) more than Shammy? TAUREN SHAMMY. Cuz warstomp is to horde what gnome rustling is to alliance. (Get along, little gnomes!)

This was back in the day. Back when shammies were FEARED! When the class concept was... have big ass mace/axe, will travel!

See, before Blizz decided to return to teh ghey, Shammies were the lord masters of the burst damage concept. Windfury would proc, and something would evaporate. Nuttin came close. Everyone feared the shammy... didn't matter what, 4 outta 5 times you might be able to kill one, but that fifth time, oh mama.

We call this deterrence. Think about the psychology of the gank. I can kill you, and laugh at yuir attempts to defend yuirself... but that tauren shammy... with the wild crazy look in her eyes... /MOO!

Witha old skool shammy, ya never know. Doya feel lucky, dwarf? WELL, DO YOU? Shammies WERE the horde. One shammy, one big ass pile of bodies. Ya know, cuz THRALL is the main orc! And he aint no wuss baby warrior. Hesa shammy wielder of DOOMHAMMER. And nuttin puts the doom back in DOOMHAMMER like the triple crit with +a bazillion AP.

Unbound was my love. The only allies that would mess with me were pallies, and I'd hurt them like... oh lord. It was so funny. Unbound was also an engineer, see. And back then, the dominant build was resto to nature swift, and rest in enhance. So you'd have an insta cast heal up yuir sleeve... and a bomb, anda robot dragon pet... this one time, in hinterlands, I got jumped bya pally two levels higher, while I had half health and no mana... and beat him down like the alliance coward he was...

It was great. Shammys reward quick thinking and improvision. So many classes, itsa just button one or button two... but shammies can do so much, via totems... and each shammy really can play differently, some relying more on totems than shocks, others more on kiting than straight combat... play style is everything...

Then came burning crusade, and blizzard's war on insta kill specs. Yeah, hunters lost that one aimed shot, one kill thing... but shammies lost the thing that defined their class... the big honking weapon laying low the proud, and bringing justice to azeroth.

Friggin dual wield? SHAMMYS? /weep

I was broken. I went resto, and had a blast... and plan to go back to resto when unbound hits 70... cuz I seriously think resto shammies are the most evil pvp spec on earth right now... next to MM hunters :) Unbound, as resto, got jumped bya rogue in hellfire...

/Stun
/Stun
/stun
... 15 secs later...

INSTA HEAL, SHOCK, WINDFURY... DEAD ROGUE

Enhance, OTOH... rogue/warrior meat. :(

But I gotta level... and while Sun Tzu's dictum that, ifya wait long enough by a river, yuir enemy's bodies will come floating by... that doan get ya to 70 fast enough... So there I was, playing a class that does better with cheap green weapons than shiny blue ones due to design issues. A rogue wanna be without stealth or stun. A fury warrior without the damage or protection.

I wanted to cry. I think I did. The new concept of the enhance shammy is just... crappy. What gets to use big ass 2h weapons? Warriors and pallies, i.e. ALLIANCE TRASH. The horde without its "smite on behalf of the ancestors" spiritual leaders? LOOKIT ME, GRANDMA, I'M GOIN DUAL, LIKA BACKSTABBING GNOME!

Enhance is no longer a true melee dps class. Itsa mockery. Itsa travesty. Itsa tragedy. Not since the first starbucks opened in the Valley of Wisdom have I felt so... ashamed.

Or wait... there are other builds... that use SHIELDS! What kinda self respecting hordie uses a damn shield? Its cowardice, thats what it is! Elemental, resto? WITHA SHIELD? Bugger this to hell! Horde isn't afraid of damage! Horde isn't scared to mix it up!

Well, we are now. Thanks a lot, blood elves... and space goats. Yeah, I know pallies have been bitching for the same general reasons, but they're like... pallies... they'd bitch even if they got to wear plate. (BTW... ever multi shot a pally, see the crit, and then think... hey... he's wearing WAY TOO MUCH CLOTH? /evillaugh)

Unbound got put on a shelf while I leveled Maj from 1 to 70. Every so often, I'd pull unbound, and run around, and realize how much it hurt, and go back to the mage....

Truth be told, shammies are now, more than ever, a support class. In pvp AND pve. Shammies are a harder target than anything but a holy pal, and even then, we aren't neutered healers in plate. We can dish. After 2.3, the new damage mitigation gives a great deal of survivabilty. So, yeah, time to dust off unbound and get her happy hooved ass to 70. But still... this dual wielding crap HURTS. And the worst thing... ya can't go anywhere alone... cuz yuir support...

Oh bugger.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Black Tuesday!

First off... national blog every friggin day month is almost the hell over. Yay!

And I still got two posts to work on. My number one stalker, Ken, the guy who once got written up for cyber stalking a girl, and then stalked her in real life to see if she was attractive enough to be justifiably defensive about being cyber stalked...

Yeah. I doan understand either.

Also, the SHAMMY POST! And Jabari, buddy... nuttin but appreciation for yuir criticisms of Unbound. My poor shammy needs all the help she can get. Per yuir point, I really wanna try elemental minor just fer laughs, but appreciate the whole resto backup... anyway, more on that in the GREAT SHAMMY POST! IT WILL CHANGE YUIR LIFE!

But today... oh my lord...

K... gotta nother friend coming to visit. Cept this one is one of my oldest buds, his link is on my page, if ya wanna know how twisted he is, read this. Or this.

Bastard would pick the weekend after I get all professor plum. (PURPLZ!)

However, this post is about the craziness that was yesterday. And I mean, unfiltered, absolute, batshit insanity. Area 52 was wall to wall bones. Mabd got 4(!!!!) epics, season 3 hat and gloves, the new mega axe (IT'S STONE! A REAL ORC WEAPON FOR ONCE, INSTEAD OF THAT SISSY GEM BLADED CRAP!) and the season 1 shoulders... finally getting rid of the high warlord shoulders I'd had in one form or another since level 60. I got the +15 agil on gloves, +35 agil on axe, gemmed out everything (+12agil and +3% crit damage meta gem).

And Maj got her season 1 shoulders as well... black and purple and menacing. GRRR.... PH34R t3h CUT3 1NZ.

So, after the warm fuzz of purplz faded a bit, and all enchants and gems were in place... I was left with quite a bit of crap. Gems I'd bought, and didn't need, and tons of enchant mats...

And, well... the trade channel was INSANE.

ER... hrm... now I think I must state...

There is no god but AH... and Majeure has it's profit!

I made 1k gold last night. In three hours. Offa enchant mats (large prisms = 30g, greater planar = 10g) and gems... 45-55g each. My large prisms were selling as fast as I put em up for auction.

This puts me at about 3k gold total. Close to shootin distance for Maj's elite mount. My current project... getting a Vengence Wrap for Mabd. I can't really see a better pvp cloak out there, the new BoJ one is nice, but no way in hell I'm gonna go through what it takes to get it. Anyway, Mabd is at 29.11% crit with the pvp token equipped. And now over 10k health, and 200 resil. Oh baby. Shifty, gonna make you proud...

Time to reorg the arena teams... I gotta disc priest lined up for 2v2, and looking at a 3v3 with Herk and a holy pal. Admittedly, Herk's gear still sucks troll, but well, hesa friend. I can carry him some more. If only to mock him for falling 20 points short of being able to get the season 3 chest. Serves ya right for that damn phone call in the middle of the night.

Looking at some arena for Maj... maybe 3v3 with the other two mages :) Slow is turning into an incredible little spell. And maj got another 800 health yesterday... and will do better as soon as I can get the pvp boots and bracers...

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The Huntard Lurks...

I mean seriously... I caught myself over the weekend doin it.

I was farmin cobrascales. Which are a pain in the ass, now that Mabd is no longer BM. But I got my six, enough for the nether and reg patch, already got the primal airs and leather.

And there I was... droppin offa my mount to take em down at close quarters... and doin great. Plant an imp fire trap, serpent sting, MS, then pop deterrance and monkey and then go to town.

And I thought... hey... maybe I should think more about melee in pvp.

Cuz you know... they all wanna get close to you... and I'm getting that sweet new axe today... so pop the talent points for +20% crit on raptor strike, and watch that rogue or mage eat 3k damage the sec he steps into range...

This is the dark side calling. The dark side does not love you, hunter. It seeks to destroy you... to turn you into one of the shambling monstrosities known as... huntards.

Turn away! Reject the easy path of non kiting! It never ends well...

Everytime the hero yells... "Come get some!"... well, something big and nasty, and usually in plate shows up to collect. And we all know where that ends... your spine overpowered into the ground, while you stare at your violated body from a distance as your severed head rolls away.

This is the terrible secret of the hunter... that little voice that says... "letem get into melee... you can deal..."

Its the same voice that tells you to jump, when standing on the bridge, or buy that girl with all the tats and the bad attitude a drink, CUZ YA NEVER KNOW. (Oh, yes you do, oh yes you do...)

Or maybe my family won't be crazy this year, yeah, lets visit for the thanksgiving weekend.

Its the same thing. The same, evil, self hating thing.

BEWARE!

Monday, November 26, 2007

X-mas eve!

Tomorrow is the day! When all our dreams come true, and Santa Arena Vendor leaves lotsa nice purplz under the tree for us.

(Death to the alliance.)

When all good wow players unite in the spirit of the game... raw stinkin item greed, baby. On this one day, we are as children, filled with the sense of wonder and togetherness...

(Death to the alliance.)

Ah me, I can't wait to see all the wonderful bragging as hard won trophies are gemmed, enchanted, patched, and then put to their intended use...

Killing alliance.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Mark of the n00b

So there Maj was, doin a little shopping for bling-bling in the org AH. True, itsa dump, but the prices can't be beat, and unlike TB, the streets are free from omnipresent dung.

And I get a whisper.

"Can you make some netherweave bags for me?"

Level 21 tauren hunter. Sure, what the hell. Give back, and all that crap. While trying to calculate the rep per scryer faction piece.

"Sure."

So she runs around, and then comes, opens trade....

My screen fills with netherweave cloth.

"Er... how many bags did you need?"

"11"

"Um... (quick calculation) there's not enough here... (short by about half a stack.)"

"Plz give me rest of mats!"

K... at this point... its kinda looking abusive... but I figured I'd get a story outta it, so I played along...

"Right, whatever."

An hour of crafting bags later...

"Here ya go."

"Thx! I sell em... thats how I make my gold... wait right here, and I'll get some more netherweave for you to make me bags with... oh, and please put me on your friends list!"

I immediately log....

Playin the next day, knee deep in demons in Shadow Labs..

"Can you come to org to make me more bags?"

N00b... meet the ignore list.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

The girl, the macro, and a pile of gold...

My girl majeure is kicking ass and taking names. For those of you unfamiliar with the lure, the addiction, the sheer insanity of the UBERTWINK... have a mage hit 70 and immediately epic out, then finish all the regular speed quests....

It's better than a whole lotta things... spec all that loverly gold. Started around 500g wed night... after blowing 200 on 15 primal airs, and 200 on 300 sunfury sigs, I got 1300 :)

AND another 200 on my bank alt offa spellfire cloth sales. And she's getting good honor right now. Had a 770 honor av game, not counting kills.

Jabari had some interesting comments on Unbound's poor build...

I SWEAR TO GOD that there will be a shaman post. Soon.

But for the most part, Jab, I'm avoiding the imp enhance totems cuz I daon really do instances right now. And in casual grinding, I kill fast enough to make enhance totems a non issue. Not actually playing her much truth be told, which will change. 2.3 helped a lot, but I've been single minded on getting maj up. I ran Unbound a little to see how things work... love the mana efficiency of shocks now, hence the elemental points. Yeah, my main hand weapon sucks... I hava nice slow level 66 and 67 weapon in the bank, but I screwed myself with the ring of blood in not getting the fury brand :(

Anyway, a nice +20 str 2.6 hammer dropped for maj in netherstorm today, so Unbound might just be ready for prime time!

And here's a slacker macro. Its really simple, you all probably know it, but I couldn't find this anywhere... too late I realized it really is a rogue macro, and I shoulda looked there first...

/use Wizard Oil (or whatever)
/use Bringer of Death (or whatever yo weapon is....)

One button mana/spell damage oil buff. Simple simple. I had no idea that the proper command to apply the stupid oil was /use, until I chanced upon via trial and error. Another silly macro thing... I've been having probs with my
/cast POM
/cast Arcane Power
/use trinket of mega death
/cast pyroblast

macro... had to take out all the /stopcasting parts, and now, when it lags, I gotta double tap it to make it go off... I think its getting stuck server side when it gets a little ahead...