21:12EST-SUN-7/31/2005
- Not much of interest happening this week. I've been glued to KoC (see links below) and as a result found a super-nifty program called Ad Muncher. OMG! It's just too cool. You -have- to download it and try it. This guy deserves to get good head for the rest of his life for his good work. If you are on dial-up, hate annoying banner adds, and have a bad habit of going to sites of ill-repute, you NEED THIS.
12:33EST-SUN-7/24/2005
- At the request of some of my readers (I didn't know I still had any) I will reorganize the Kings of Chaos links for those of you who wish to help us build our virtual armies. If you're new to the idea, here it is in a nutshell (a crappy nutshell): Four juniors in a high school somewhere started a project to help one of them learn MySQL and PHP so they made a text based game you could play via web pages. You pick a race and build up armies to fight other players and steal their gold. The more people you have in your armies, the more money you make and the more powerful you and your allies become. You increase your armies by clicking on a unique link and pressing the button it asks you to in a picture (to prevent OCR programs from doing this automatically) and ensuring that you actually have friends out there somewhere in the world. The link can be clicked on by anyone but only once per link per 24 hours. It started with Dave asking me to click his link each day. Happily done. After a week of this, I got curious. So did Zak. All three of us are playing this now and a few more friends in game as well. I beg of you, please help us fight boredom by helping us get more troops to help smite other bored people. =) Our links:
My army
Dave's army
Zak's army
Bane's army
A friend
A friend
A friend
A friend
12:39EST-SAT-7/23/2005
- Good lord! I have been meaning to update this forever but never quite got around to it. You know how it is... Neglect is one of my specialties. For me, it seems like all interests are seasonal. Ok, quick update.
I don't play EQ2 anymore. Got bored of it soon after I hit max level and I had explored all the content I could. There's still plenty of content there but it's near impossible for me to get to without a great deal of help and it wasn't all that interesting at the time.
Adrienne moved out of my place on her birthday. That was a huge shock to me. She wanted to stress to me that she wasn't leaving me, but she wanted to proove to herself that she can support herself before she went back to me supporting her. I was extremely confused for a couple of weeks but it's made a positive difference in our relationship fo I've grudgingly accepted it. It took her a long time to convince me that she didn't move out to try to get rid of me. Women are strange. I'm sure I don't need to tell you that.
I dabbled in Battlefield 2 for a while and still have fun with it when I get the chance to play. I'm still an active member in Clan BBF. We have team practices and everything. It's the most fun I've had in an FPS game since Unreal Tournament. Check out the demo if that's your thing.
I've been reading like mad. I finished reading all my Tom Clancy books, much to my dismay and Adrienne's delight. Since then I've read the abridged Princess Bride book (more detail than the movie and a crappier ending, imho), Johnny Got His Gun (also with an ending that annoyed me), some books I've forgotten, and I'm about to start another book by Mark Twain that few people have heard of. I'm in heaven.
I've been meaning to talk about Tequilla for some time now. I don't know if I've posted this elsewhere on this page but I'll take the opportunity to post it now. I should make it a more permanent link, I feel, but will not as of yet. Anyway, it seems everyone you talk to has a story that ends with "...and that was the last time I ever drank Tequilla." I will present you with mine.
It was a work party for a lot of us that worked at Clientlogic. This was a few years back. 3-4 I think. Maybe more. Everyone knew each other as being some of the most cynical people to ever work for an internet help desk and that bonded us together. Lots of laughs and jokes about stupid things. Did I mention this was a story involving a lot of booze? Yes, partys at Regina's house always do. Her liquor cabinet was unmatched, and frequently utilized. We all still brought our own because it's only fair, but she would still happily share. I bought a bottle of Cuervo 1800 and had salt and limes in tow. I enjoyed Tequilla not for the taste (oh god no!) but because of the ritual of how you take the shots. I like rituals. I'd be catholic just for all the ceremony if religion was my thing. Anyway, I get there and I'm greeted at the door by Patrick. He worked in the IT department making sure people like me didn't get away with anything we weren't supposed to. As his name suggested, he was quite Irish and no stranger to the bottle. He's also a terrific trash talker. Within 5 steps of the door he had me all psyched up to do shots with him. Of course! Why waste time, let's get down to business. I made for the kitchen to prepare the limes and stuff but he started in about how real men just drink straight for the bottle. For some reason, I believed him. I was no stranger to tequilla and since my body mass was pretty much a constant since high school I knew what I could and could not get away with. I knew that I could do 5 shots within the first half hour and one shot every half hour after that in order to be just a little too drunk to sit in a bean bag chair and pet the dog at Joel's place. That's where I reached the conclusion to my formula. I had a lot of fun that night and did very little but didn't puke or upset the dog or anything. I also knew that it took half an hour for each shot to kick in which is why a lot of newbies (including m'self at one time) would keep doing shots and get way too drunk way too quick and we all know what happens next. Anyway, I open the bottle and take the first hit and hand it to Patrick (this story is much better in person when you can see the expressions) who immidiately turns it up while I'm making the OH GOD THAT'S NASTY faces. He finishes and hands it back to me. I'm about to put the top back on the bottle and continue to the kitchen to set up and then see who else was at the party when I noticed Patrick's face. He had that wild eyed smile and I realized he was waiting for me to take the next hit so we could keep passing the bottle back and forth. I was young and stupid. I did just that. The second hit was just as nasty as the first. The third was worse. The fourth was unimaginable, I don't quite remember my thoughts on the 5th, 6th, or 7th shots but I remember taking the 8th shot and then vanishing while Patrick was taking his hit. I have no doubts that when he finished that hit he looked to hand it back to me only to realize I wasn't there and shrugged since he had the bottle and could proceed to everything following 9. By this time I had made my way downstairs and sat on the couch among more of my friends watching the strange things happening on the bed. I know him... I've seen her before... Oh, that's just not right. We laughed at the spectacle. We were not the only ones. As I recall, everyone downstairs who was watching this short skinny guy making out with this fat woman and heavy petting was quite amused by the sight. We all watched for a little while making jokes that went unnoticed. After a while, I decided I was hungry and had seen some nachos and salsa on the kitchen table. Ooh, my favorite! By this time I was starting to feel the tequilla kick in and I knew I had to get something in my stomach as I had not eaten all day. I remember going half way up the stairs.
When I woke up several hours later, I was in bed with two other guys, one of which was the short skinny guy mentioned earlier. The big girl was in the corner ingaged in a continuation of her previous activities with a new guy I didn't recognize. I checked beneath the covers and was very pleased to discover I was still fully clothed, right down to my combat boots. Good sign. The others were in similar states of dress... And that was the last time I ever drank Tequilla.
The bed must have become the drunk tank. In a way, I'm thankful they put us all on a comfortable place knowing full well that any one of us could have very easily spewed all over it and someone had every intention of sleeping in it later. I made my way up the stairs (successfully this time) and was greeted by Regina, a couple others, a game of Monopoly, and a pot of coffee. I'll stop the story here as it won't make sense how I destroyed the Monopoly board unless you are familiar with my various scars and does not really relate to my last date with Tequilla in a meaningful way.
Oh, more recent news... Die You Commie Bastard Dave! got me hooked on a game he found on the web. Kings of Chaos. It's hard to explain as I've only been fooling around with it for a couple hours now and writing this post combined with the work I'm doing here at the store has probably meant only 30 minutes of actual playing. If, however, you would like to help me out, you may click on this link and click on the numer it asks. I thank you in advance if you do. I really need the help =)
If you thought that was fun and want to help Zak, and Dave as well, feel free to do that same two click process on these links too. =D
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Thank you. Thank you very much. /elvis
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