Who, Me?

I have been a little out of the loop for the last several weeks. I came back today and started sifting through my feed reader.  If I recall correctly it is sitting at about 350 items left to read, but I am getting there. Imagine my surprise when I found Larisa of the Pink Pigtail Inn had nominated yours truly for a blogging award!

An award?


I fail at blogging!

Have you ever heard the saying that 10,000 monkeys with typewriters could, given infinite time, eventually recreate the entire works of Shakespeare? How do I compare myself to that?

five monkeys, twenty minutes.

With a coffee (or banana) break in there somewhere as well.

Reading further I discover that not only is there an award, but there are rules. The fine print, as it were. We all know that the world would come unglued without fine print. If you look far enough into it fine print is what actually makes up all the things that people claim hold the universe together. Including, but not limited to: Dark matter, the glue on duct tape, and The Force(tm).

Da Rulz:

1. When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real

2. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. (Icon? I received no icon! I call shenanigans!)

3. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!

Well, after looking back I think I already hit number one pretty good. Keeping in mind that I am nearly a week behind on my blog reading (and so have no idea who may already have been gifted with an award) I am just going send out a few of my own, secure in the knowledge that I will goof it up.

Hey, at least I have a plan….

Da Awardz:

Atoholics R Us Gets tagged as the best new old blog. Written by longtime friends and guildmates Andrea and Garen, this is one of the blogs I check first every day. No, not just because my reader is in alphabetical order either. If you are a reader like me, take note that they went self hosted today (hence the new old blog), please update your bookmarks. If you are not a reader yet, head on over. You will become one…

Diaries of a Marksman Hunter Well written and well researched. As I bounce back and forth from spec to spec, Nassira is one of those (un)fortunate enough to get peppered with questions about how to play a Marksman Hunter. She was also kind enough to create an awesome how to set up WWS guide that I use pretty frequently. (once again I fail, I just realised I never linked it before)

Temerity Jane  Plays Wow, but rarely writes about it. Sometimes serious, sometimes silly, Always worth the read. If I was trapped on a desert island with only a ten title feed reader hers would most certainly be one of the ten I would be reading. (Les Stroud’s Survivorman  would probably be on the list as well, for obvious reasons)

The Greedy Goblin is a tale of one goblins adventures in finance. He plows through Wow (hey, that rhymes) making piles of money while dodging and ducking the morons and slackers (his words, not mine) of the world. Informative and well written, I have used his tips to gather a small fortune of my own.

Mania’s Arcania  is the home of the blogger who unwittingly steered my towards Hunters in the first place. You see, the synergy between Hunter and pet has always been a big part of why I love the class so much. Mania also happens to be the author/data compiler/chief cook and bottle washer of Petopia. Without her telling me where to find the skills to train my pets I would have never known they existed.

The last three I am going to list I will list together. You see, all three of these outstanding blogs have something very much in common. All of them have closed their doors. Priestly Endevors, Resto 4 life, and The Gun Lovin’ Dwarf Chick all had a big part to play in me starting up a blog of my own. Some of them knew that, some did not. I suppose if they find this they all will.

Da Truth:

1:  I am in fact a carbon based life form.

2:  Contrary to popular belief my blog was not created by an energetic yet easily distracted three year old trying to pretend he knows what he is talking about.

3:  My greatest accomplishment so far was watching my oldest daughter do something I never managed. She graduated high school. In the early days of the blog it was even featured in it’s own post.

4:  When I am having a bad day I like to share it with others. Like for instance intentionally getting 11 items at the store and going through the “10 items or less” isle, just to piss people off. If that does not work I pay with a check, or possibly all change.

5:  As much as my friends have extolled its virtues over the years I simply cannot make myself like the taste of beer. To me it tastes like water that has been filtered through old lawn clippings.

6:  My motorcycle is the perfect size, despite having only a 600 cc engine. It has already shown me that I run out of guts before it runs out of power. (somewhere slightly above 100mph, I was not taking my eyes off the road to look)

7:  When I was younger I used to take things apart “to see how they worked”. My mom was upset, but dad let me do it as long as it worked when I put it back together. Thanks dad =)

8:  In boot camp there was a large chart of medals, listing all of them and their order of seniority. A group of guys would gather there during their free time talking about which ones they would like to earn. One day I started at the top and told them which ones I did not want to have to earn, and why. They never looked at the chart the same way again.

9:  I fix things for a living. My kids used to have it in their heads that I could fix anything, unfortunately not so much. One of the saddest days I have ever had was explaining to my daughter (I think she was about 7 at the time) that I had not gone down to Florida to “fix” her grandpas cancer, I had gone down to say goodbye to my dad.

10:  My wedding (shifting gears to one of the happiest days in my life) including the hotel stay and reception cost under $700. This may seem cheap, but that was a lot of money to a nineteen year old E-2. I think I made a total of $300 every two weeks or so. Oddly, I am still married to the same wonderful woman coming up on twenty years later. I guess the cost of the party does not matter nearly as much as some people think. 

11:  I find it Ironic that the spell checkers dictionary for wordpress.com (my host) does not include the words “Blog” or “Blogger”.