Saturday, December 31, 2005

Sooooooooo.......

i created my account today... yea.. thats right, time to kick ass right?

Friday, December 30, 2005

D-frag

My first post about WOW isn't about gameplay.

I set up a separate partition on my hardrive for wow. After seeing this fragmentation report, I knew why it was a good idea.

(You can click my pix)



So I went to defrag it. But wait! Trouble looms ahead for our adventurer.



I had to copy the two 1gig+ files to another partition, defrag the WOW drive, and then copy them back.
At last! Happy defragmented peace!




Stay tuned for screenshots from the game itself. In a few years time, I might be able to PWN some bitches!!

Got admin?

Hey Guess what peeps? PATRICK IS NOW A PWN STAR!
Everyone should send me their Blog Email, so I can add you to the admin list so you guys can start posting comedic anecdotes and screen shots.
cheers

Friday, December 23, 2005

Did you just say James is gay?


So Cody got his shit in gear and got himself hooked up on Warcrack tonight. This is a nice screenshot of him talking about james, and how he's going to pwn him.

Tshirt Awesomeness

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

The Thirsening

Monday, December 19, 2005

Yarnmaster Graal, High Knitter Of Ogrimmar

WoW Patch Notes 1.9

Twas The Night Before Winter-Feast

Twas the night before Winter-Feast
And all through Ironforge
The 50's grouped up
To quest Searing Gorge.
The 60's were milling,
Some auctioned, some banked.
But none of them stirred,
While Darkshire got ganked.
The gnomes were all tucked
Snug in their beds,
As strange hats and whirlly things
Spun on their heads.
I was about to log off.
It was just too darn quiet,
Except the guy spamming [Krol Blade]
Hoping someone would buy it.
When up by the airport,
There arose such a clatter,
I paged a GM
To see what was the matter.
The GM arrived,
To find a dwarf bearded gray,
And 8 flying pigs,
Pulling a giant red sleigh.
"You can't be here!", she said.
"Don't you dare land."
"If you don't leave right now,"
"Your account will be banned!"
He cracked his whip loudly,
and called them by name:
"On Goretusk, on Rumblesnout, on Hogslop and Pugnose"
"On Hamhock and Bacon"
"On Full, on Rogues!"
As they circled the runway,
Faster than griffons his pigs did they fly,
The dwarf waved at the GM,
And heaved a great sigh.
"Maybe after the Expansion,"
"They'll get this area done."
"Until then, I'm going to Booty Bay."
"To lay out in the sun."
South the Greatfather flew,
As fast as the tram.
Leaving the Jinglepocket Goblins,
Stuck in a jam.
So the goblins captured a moonkin,
And dressed him in a red suit,
And put him in front of the bank,
To pass out their loot.
Things looked bleak for the season,
Like there'd be no Feast this Year.
But the goblins salvaged the fun,
By gifting Molten Core gear.