Yeah, sorry. We’re closed. Apparently I can’t manage scoring the incredible Mogolympics entrants while following my dog around making sure he doesn’t do a houdini and slip out of his paw protectors. And all that stupid other real life stuff. Not a multitasker. I’m doing really crappy on the dog patrol part, by the time I type one sentence he’s out of them. And OMG judging this is terribly hard.
Also have a hard time writing while angry. I seem to develop a temporary case of Tourette syndrome and pepper my posts with SHITS and CRAPS and even worse stuff. REALLY, I know. I wish I could be clever and turn anger into a lyrical response like Matty can, but I can’t. Anger makes me stupid and only distance gives me my words back and I’m not supposed to say anything and others who still have their words have said stuff better than I can. And anyway, I’m just one of the great unwashed so who gives a rat’s ass what I think. Okay sorry, this isn’t going well. Calm down. Where was I? Right. Mogolympics. Get back on track.
So I think I can get the Cycling event done today and to JD, yay! I don’t want to hold anything up. Unfortunately because of the amount of time it takes me to score it’s unlikely I’ll be able to comment individually so I’ll just say the entrants are all amazing making scoring … difficult. I am in awe.
In an effort to prevent me from ranting obscenity I will instead give you a mog related screen shot. I know, big whoop, but to me it is. An impromptu mog contest on my server. It was of course met with derision at first but then it prompted another contest with a 500 gold prize! Oh no, I just let the cat out of the bag! Yes, I have been playing just a little tiny bit. Just to clear my head in between rounds. Not goofing off … really, I swear.
So yeah, that’s why we’re closed. Dog wrangling, judging and trying not to yell effing bad words. EFFING BAD WORD! We might be back next week to normally scheduled programing … or not, hard to say, but what WILL be revealed are the first events of the Mogolympics!!!
And just one last thing. I can’t BELIEVE I’m going to quote my mother here, but really, if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. It’s a rule to live by no matter WHO you think you’re speaking to and whether you’re in real life or here. Mother has spoken, roger and out.