The Old Ladies’ Raiding Guild met last night to once again conquer the bosses of Firelands and prevail they did! I know I added a lot of achievements last night, hopefully many others did too.
Oh never mind, she ran off to show off in Halfhill. Sheesh. No, stupidhead Staghelm didn’t drop the staff but luckily Prinnie of That Was an Accident! … at least I think it was Prinnie, I’m still sorting voices to names … remembered the Burning Seeds. Cat’s night was made!
After putting Firelands in order we set off to Naxx. It seemed to be an evening for shoulder and great looking weapon drops. Cat didn’t fall in the fire during Ragnaros this time but Cim fell in the goop in Naxx. Sigh … that Warlock needs to join a Prancercise class or something, she’s so out of shape she didn’t make the jump the first time.
Screwing it up is my job and I’m not giving it up, so never let that be a reason to not join us. There is not one raid I know the first thing about and no one has yelled at me yet. One of the old ladies was making strange hand gestures but I didn’t have my bifocals on so I couldn’t make them out but I’m sure it was nothing … probably just cheerfully waving at me I’m sure.
Once again, thank you all!
Apparently not. The planes of existence have grown paper thin and now they’ve been breeched! Maybe that kid Wrathion was on to something but I didn’t really pay that much attention when he was going on and on because I knew I wasn’t going to collect all that stuff for him.
AAAIIIEEEE!!! I should have listened.
Okay, I’m sorry but my camera has died so I’ll have to recreate what happened with old photos. BUT IT HAPPENED!
So I go to check for mail and see an eery glow emanating from the mailbox. Yes, SEE! How spooky is that! I know!
CAT! Look what you’ve done with all your talk of magic mailboxes! You’ve broken the Azerothian-MMO-IRL Space-time Continuum! What if bosses start showing up in my mailbox! With fear and trepidation I cautiously approached the glowing mailbox.
OMG! It’s the cutest Pug ever! It’s from that tricksy Navi. I though she wanted to send me a Holiday card. Thank you Navi! It’s even cuter than the picture. My non-wow husband even loved it!
And does it battle you ask?
Here’s my dog, down for the count after one round with the Pug. Proof positive of the pug’s battle prowess. I went to review my wonderful gift but found that on Etsy you have to have bought the product to review so I’ll review it here.
Euphyley you are incredibly talented, my non-wow playing husband took one look at it and said, “It’s a butt scooting Pug! I really like that.” And he’s never seen one … well in Azeroth anyway. It really is even cuter in person.
And Navi, thank you so much. That Pug will have a place of honour over here in the real world. I even spelled it your way … just, you know … in honour of you.
My only fear is I’m waiting for Cat to show up and start sitting in the driveway in cat form staring at our mailbox now. I’m not sure if the neighbors will deal well with that. Naw … I’m not going to worry about it, they’ve got chickens and bunnies. I can have one little feral kitty.
I am never EVER going to hear the end of this. A little while ago I did kinda poke fun at Cat’s belief in magic mailboxes. So today … and she wasn’t even in cat form … when she opened her mail and found this, she took a screen shot and triumphantly declared she’d been right all along and I was … wrong. So there, scoffing human who doesn’t even believe in magic!
It also proved that Dragonblightites are some pretty nice people. Cat loves her new Rascal-Bot Neo! Thank you so much! First thing she did was set off to battle! She wanted to give him a few levels before he meets Farmer Nishi. He did really well surviving the nasty attack of a vile, dangerous … okay it was a Marsh Fiddler but still, he was only level one and I thought he handled it well. Now, he needed a name!
We encountered some difficulty there. Rascal Neo … nope … Rascally Neo … nope, can’t have that either. How ’bout Rascalli Neo? Nope. OH! It’s taking exception to the Neo part not the rascal part. Finally, Rascallyneo was successfully named.
Then … well … it IS Cat. She looked Neo up to see if he was a handsome Male Human. OH! He’s a Dwarf! And a Warlock! How did I not see how handsome and manly … well, dwarfly … those Dwarves are? And oh, he must be very brave, he’s killed so many evil villains … oh …
CAT! CAT! Come on! Snap out of it! I thought your heart belonged to Jarel Moor? You’d better hope Jarel doesn’t read this.
Thank you so much Neo! I did have to allow that Cat was right all along and I was wrong, Azeroth’s mail boxes ARE magic. She wouldn’t let it go though and I finally had to go visit Cim the Dour Warlock to get a little peace from all the “I told you so’s!”
Cat was so taken by a post at WoW Misadventures that she decided she had to do it too. Really Cat, you know what that makes you huh? A copy cat cat. She said she wasn’t, it was more of a homage to wolfgangcat’s patriotic idea. Okay Cat, whatever you say.
I didn’t know how to make a yell macro and it turns out it’s really hard … /yell WE WILL END YOU. Geez, so with that sorted out we set off to Orgrimmar. Cat planned on just walking in the front gate but damn they got that thing guarded. Must have heard we were coming. We snuck in the back and made our way to the AH. Unfortunately we got busted before we got in front of it but I am really sure we scared the hell out of the one person sitting there on their Enchanted Fey Dragon.
I feel really bad, I had hoped the server merge would help out with the Horde population slump but there was only one person there that I saw … of course I was being beaten to death so maybe I missed something.
So anyway, YEAH YOU ONE PERSON ON THAT REALLY GREAT RIDE, WE WILL END YOU … that’s right, make one wrong move and we’re ending you. YEAH. Varian says.
So I forgot to turn chat bubbles on but since I didn’t want to spend another 75 gold just to threaten one person, I went and yelled in the Vale and stuck it in. So that part’s fake.
So thank you for that idea, I enjoyed it. I think they’ve really been put on notice not to take one wrong step.
Alliance? If you’re around Orgrimmar couldn’t hurt to reiterate … but um … tell them wolfgangcat send you. Sasche gets word of what Cat’s been up to there could be hell to pay. Warlock’s aren’t really known for their sense of humor. I doubt saying it all was a prank would go over very well.
Hmm … no pink flamingos in evidence … really nothing to kill anywhere. OH! There’s a buffalo thingy, she rolls over to it to have it tapped by a caster as she arrives. Okay must be something else I can find. This happened repeatedly, over and over and over. WTF! This has never happened before.
Never mind. Since Liwu’s gear has finally broken the iLevel 500 mark she’s moved up to beating up Gulp Frogs. She set off to trim the frog population … no frogs … not a one anywhere. She decided to look underwater. There’s one, she rolls up to it and has it tapped out from under her … UNDERWATER. This time she checked, it was a Fenrisian, Fenran whatever. It seems the dearth of creatures has turned us all into asshats. In two hours of messing around on the Isle she only successfully killed four creatures.
The mood on the Isle wasn’t too nice either. Tempers flaring, harsh words flying, geez. I’m going home. OMG! Trade was … just … let’s just say much, much worse. WTF people? So then I started feeling all ranty and got mad that I have my characters on an Eastern time server because I WANT to be on an Eastern time server and now it’s not. I HATE THAT! I HATE … OMG!
Apparently the discontent from Trade Chat was catchy! OMG! I’m turning … I’m turning into an asshat … I’ll be ranting in Trade next, Cim will be stealing kills out from under Melee cause she’s mean anyway. Somebody SAVE me!
And someone did. Checking my mail I found a lovely note from a reader on Dragonblight welcoming me and sharing his battletag. Thank you Dan.
This morning Cim set out for the Blazing Way to continue her grind to exalted. At 7am eastern it is just usually me up there. This morning she knocked off her five rares with the Champions of the Black Flame, Huolon and Cinderfall just like that. I haven’t seen a Cinderfall kill in the daytime since the first week the Isle was out. This having company thing’s not bad.
Maybe, just maybe there’ll be Dragonblightians who will want to do crazy things like me, like knocking off Galleon. Yes, I know no one probably wants the gear but hello! Son of Galleon’s Saddle! Hey, it could happen, it’s worth a try. The possibilities are endless, I’m all excited again … whew … asshatery averted.
Welcome Dragonblighters … Dragonblightians … yeah, I don’t know … but you know what I mean.
Now I can get on with serious ranting … like why do people send me all this work in December? December? WTF? I don’t have time for this. I have holiday stuff to do. Buy gifts … make cookies … ugh, clean. Seriously, I consider this really bad form people … rant … rant …