After weeks and weeks of trying and wiping, of frustration and disappointment…our first Sunwell boss down. It feels so damn good.
First, what could be cuter than a box of baby ferrets? They still don’t have their eyes open yet, but they are starting to move around a bit. They set up a terrific racket when mama ferret leaves them, which makes me nervous about our back garden with no lock on the gate…I’d hate the neighborhood kids to hear and investigate.
Secondly, I spent some time this morning listening to several of Dr. Martin Luther King’s speeches which had been archived. Although I was a little kid when he was alive, I’ve heard the most quoted ones many times. Listening to these, in their much longer versions, gives you an idea of how powerful and moving a speaker he was. (This was via BoingBoing, by the way. That post had quoted a very powerful section close to the end of the MP3:
“I say to you, this morning, that if you have never found something so dear and precious to you that you will die for it, then you arent fit to live.
You may be 38 years old, as I happen to be, and one day, some great opportunity stands before you and calls upon you to stand for some great principle, some great issue, some great cause. And you refuse to do it because you are afraid.
You refuse to do it because you want to live longer. Youre afraid that you will lose your job, or you are afraid that you will be criticized or that you will lose your popularity, or youre afraid that somebody will stab you or shoot at you or bomb your house. So you refuse to take a stand.
Well, you may go on and live until you are ninety, but you are just as dead at 38 as you would be at ninety.
And the cessation of breathing in your life is but the belated announcement of an earlier death of the spirit.
You died when you refused to stand up for right.
You died when you refused to stand up for truth.
You died when you refused to stand up for justice.
Many of the things that he talked about are still very relevant today, if you apply them to current events – even more so if you live in the States. The Edmund Burke quote “The only thing necessary for the triumph [of evil] is for good men to do nothing” is something that none of us should ever forget.
Back to more trivial issues (our lives are frittered away on trivial things, while deeper issues pass us by, for the most part), raiding lately has been very much not fun. We suffer from the pre-expansion ennui and apathy, and Sunwell raids are impossible. Many people have stopped raiding, and many of those who are left are not the most serious or capable players…such as the bad pull last night which aggroed several packs of mobs, and while we were struggling to not wipe, one of the newer lootwhore healers (oops – did I really say that? my bad) was heard to say “brb, I’m going to check on dinner”. Excuse me? Excuse me? YOU’RE GOING TO DINNER?
grrrrrr….sometimes I think that I need to grow up and stop wasting time with imbeciles and children and do something worthwhile with my life. And then, as usual, I log in to do dailies. :(
Kit swears to never do drugs again
Kit added the T6 shoulders to her collection…and man, are they creepy. What was the designer thinking? More importantly, what drugs was he/she taking, because I really want to know…they’ll definitely be added to my list of recreational substances to stay away from. :)
They’re distracting, too – I keep focussing on that big, rolling eyeball in the stitched socket. It’s a waking nightmare.
Our guild has been hard hit by August (main holiday month in Europe), members going back to school, and most importantly expansionitis. People have ennui related to just wanting to be seeing the new content already – I’m suffering from it, although I really want to see all bosses in Sunwell prior to the expansion. So as a consequence, we’re currently recruiting and gearing up healers and other classes. Notice the emphasis. Yes, we’re farming My Hyjal and Black Temple again to gear up new players to fill missing slots.
Kit’s famously bad luck in acquiring gear continues, and I am raiding in T5/T6 but still carrying Legacy from Kara. Shivering Felspine has dropped twice from Sunwell trash, and the two hunters who got it promptly stopped raiding.
This is really why I am so looking forward to Warhammer. Do I expect it to replace WoW for me? No, certainly not. But at the moment I am so bored…I really want something different.
First, the screenies. My long-neglected baby druid finally hit 30, got a mount, and (yeah, I know, about sixteen levels too late) got her acquatic form.
And in other news, we have a litter of baby ferrets. This wasn’t something that we intended to do, understand…it was more a comedy of errors. Let’s start from the beginning.
As I said in the last post, our ferret Tink had to be put to sleep on my birthday, leaving our rather elderly male ferret Beanie all alone. So we called the local ferret rescue to see if we could get an older ferret to keep him company. They had a male and a female, both un-neutered, so we decided to take the female and have her spayed asap.
We arranged to meet the ferret guy in a parking lot…and it was something straight out of League of Gentlemen. A grimy guy with a bloodred cast eye walked up to us with a ferret in a bag, I kid you not. We made the exchange, feeling very Northern (if you live in the UK, you’ll know what I mean about that). We got her home, and began the process of letting them get to know each other. She hated him. We finally had to build two completely separate hutch and runs, since she would attack him on sight.
This morning, a couple of weeks later, we hear squeakage coming from the box, which explains the she-devil response to poor Beanie. What the hell are we going to do with a litter of ferrets? Sit outside the supermarket with a box of them? Surreptitiously hand them out to kids in a park? (“It’s ok, I’m totally sure your mom would like a ferret, go on…take two”.) lol…life is complicated. :)
All of the beta news coming through regarding WotLK has me so excited about playing Kitsune. Hunters already rock…but gods, we’re going to have fun.
I’m very much looking forward to the new pets. The synergy with my pet has always been very important to me, and my favourite pets have always had personalities and sometimes their own histories. Ennui, my black armored boar from Razorfen Kraul, was always an integral part of who Kit was. Even now, when I exclusively use the white lion for grinding and raiding, Ennui holds pride of place in the stable. But the new pets!!! Oh, my…
Other pets that I am looking forward to trying out are:
- Nuramoc, the chimaera from Netherstorm
- The Arctic Grizzly Bear Cub (if they keep it tameable, which is doubtful because it would just be wrong)
New pets which I probably won’t have a go at even though they are kind of cool, include:
- Moths, because I hate flappy pets and because a moth DPS pet just seems wrong
- Silithids, because I really hate bugs
- Wasps, which are damned cool looking, but unfortunately have that sizzling/buzzing noise that the Firefly pet has – it would be maddening. I lusted after the Firefly pet for ages, and then found that the sound not only annoyed me, it annoyed the rest of the guild. The main time I have pets out is while waiting for raids to start, and too many people comment on the sound. Boo hiss.
And my current lust object, which I will have even though wolves have a high suckage factor in raids, is the Vargul Blighthound. He’s just so lovely and eerie and evil looking. He will be mine, oh yes…he will be mine.
My new favourite comic: The Scout Report. And it’s on hiatus, boo. :(
Kitsune is less than impressed that again, even with T6 legs, she is forced to wear ragged shorts.
Seriously, what are the Blizz artists thinking? Elwynn Forest, yes – you expect to wear ragged shorts. But T6 gear? I have just one comment for you: “armor textures…ur doin it wrong”.
So, one quick Arathi Basin win, and in the mail…a gold medallion that summons a Spirit of Competition Chinese dragon pet – he’s adorable. :)
I’m so torn about this Olympics. I absolutely believe that politics should be kept separate from the Games. And yet, and yet…supporting the Chinese government in any way feels horrible. I’m against boycotts, being an ex-athlete; an athlete’s competitive life is measured in a handful of years, and to miss competing at the pinnacle of your sport due to a decision to make a political statement is disastrous. In another four years you may not be at your peak, and your time will have gone forever. But even so…it isn’t nice to look at the shining face that China is presenting to the world. It grates.
But the dragon is still pretty cool.