The Treasure Of The Midnight Isles
6 days ago
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This has nothing to do with WoW. This is all about English and how it has FAILED US.
And then how we Texans went about attempting to rectify matters.
I shall start by presenting you a basic grammatical... spreadsheet. Because even my grocery lists are in spreadsheet format.
Remember back in elementary school, where you learned the basics of first person, second person, third person? Oh sorry... well if you didn't go to school in THE VASTLY SUPERIOR TEXAN PUBLIC SCHOOLS maybe you didn't learn it until High School. Mah bad.
That is the basic conjugation English speakers have been using to direct their verbs. Do you see the problem? Now I shall present you with LATINOMGLOVE so you can see why Latin is superior.
Latin makes the difference between YOU SUCK and YOU (plural) SUCK plainly obvious. English, however, does not.
This is simply not acceptable. Therefore, we Texans got together in the cafeteria one day, and suggested a solution to this problem.
Now I can differentiate between YOU SUCK and YOU ALL SUCK. And then we have this wonderful thing called a "contraction", and YOU ALL transformed into YA'LL, which again, is perfectly acceptable in the English language, so suck it. Some people choose to say YOU GUYS instead which is somewhat okay, but potentially sexist, ya'll.
To take this even further, we have possession. For instance, YOUR (singular) DOG IS ANNOYING versus YOUR (plural) DOG IS ANNOYING. I mean, this is a very important distinction - and the English language lacks the capacity to address such a situation.
So then some of us super-smart Texans got together over steak and potatoes, and decided that this flaw in language needed to be corrected.
Therefore, I present the following word to you: YA'LL'S. That is a contraction for YOU ALL'S in case you weren't following along.
So, if you listen to the Twisted Nether Blogcast on February 5th, and hear some strange girl using words like YA'LL and YA'LL'S, just know that I am using these words because my English > Ya'll's English.
ETA: Uhm, except when it comes to apostrophes. I could go back and correct all my errors, but after the OCCULUS/OCULUS debacle, I have decided to just own my fail and go with it.
And then how we Texans went about attempting to rectify matters.
I shall start by presenting you a basic grammatical... spreadsheet. Because even my grocery lists are in spreadsheet format.
Remember back in elementary school, where you learned the basics of first person, second person, third person? Oh sorry... well if you didn't go to school in THE VASTLY SUPERIOR TEXAN PUBLIC SCHOOLS maybe you didn't learn it until High School. Mah bad.
That is the basic conjugation English speakers have been using to direct their verbs. Do you see the problem? Now I shall present you with LATINOMGLOVE so you can see why Latin is superior.
Latin makes the difference between YOU SUCK and YOU (plural) SUCK plainly obvious. English, however, does not.This is simply not acceptable. Therefore, we Texans got together in the cafeteria one day, and suggested a solution to this problem.
Now I can differentiate between YOU SUCK and YOU ALL SUCK. And then we have this wonderful thing called a "contraction", and YOU ALL transformed into YA'LL, which again, is perfectly acceptable in the English language, so suck it. Some people choose to say YOU GUYS instead which is somewhat okay, but potentially sexist, ya'll.To take this even further, we have possession. For instance, YOUR (singular) DOG IS ANNOYING versus YOUR (plural) DOG IS ANNOYING. I mean, this is a very important distinction - and the English language lacks the capacity to address such a situation.
So then some of us super-smart Texans got together over steak and potatoes, and decided that this flaw in language needed to be corrected.
Therefore, I present the following word to you: YA'LL'S. That is a contraction for YOU ALL'S in case you weren't following along.
So, if you listen to the Twisted Nether Blogcast on February 5th, and hear some strange girl using words like YA'LL and YA'LL'S, just know that I am using these words because my English > Ya'll's English.
ETA: Uhm, except when it comes to apostrophes. I could go back and correct all my errors, but after the OCCULUS/OCULUS debacle, I have decided to just own my fail and go with it.
Thanks to my favorite butt of a bear, a fantastic event happened this weekend - Raid for the Cure, in honor of a WoW player named Julie who recently discovered the has Breast Cancer. All the details can be found at BBB, but I wanted to share some of my own screenshots of pinkness for you folks!
I was running late (literally - it's a long haul from Ironforge to Darnassus!) so I met up with the group in Auberdine... and this is what came off of the boat to greet me!
We made our way slowly, but surely, with guards from Sidhe Devils to protect us, through Darkshore.
After safely transversing Darkshore, we paraded through the Barrens to meet up with our Horde companions in Crossroads.
(PS nothing hotter than an Orc in pink!)
Combined Alliance and Horde forces continued on to Ratchet to jump on a boat.
One quick overseas voyage, and we arrived at our final destination: Booty Bay!
And there, we assembled on the bank roof and danced, yelled, shrieked, lawled, and generally emoted our attempts to raise awareness about cancer. As if all the pink shirts weren't enough.
And then Fulguralis, Fuubaar, and myself decided to have a peaceful game of hearts... before I got disconnected ;)
Thanks for everyone who joined in, and thanks to BBB and Sidhe Devils for organizing such a great event.
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During the run, lots of people were telling, in various channels, the stories of those they know who have suffered from all forms of cancer - not just Breast Cancer. Here, I'll share mine.
A few years ago my father informed me he had been diagnosed with Lymphoma, and that it was most likely due to his time in Vietnam and Agent Orange. He is, thankfully, in remission. I know Veteran's Day has now passed for us Americans, but please think of the Vietnam Vets that you know, and call them and remind them to go to their doctors and be on the alert for signs of Lymphoma. I thank God every day that my dad chose to fight the disease, and is still around to show that he won. Not everyone is so lucky.
If you are a smoker, consider switching to vaping in an effort to quit. My fiance and some of the guys from Save or Die Radio have started recording a podcast all about vaping - all of my friends and I have switched from smoking to vaping, and I strongly encourage you to do so as well. If the health benefits don't convince you, then maybe the cost benefits will. No one here will judge you for being a smoker - but seriously, vaping is so much better for you, and a helluva lot more fun!
Cancer is one of those diseases I can't abolish, and dying from it is one death I can't rez. So stay out of the damn Cancer-fire!
I was running late (literally - it's a long haul from Ironforge to Darnassus!) so I met up with the group in Auberdine... and this is what came off of the boat to greet me!
We made our way slowly, but surely, with guards from Sidhe Devils to protect us, through Darkshore.
After safely transversing Darkshore, we paraded through the Barrens to meet up with our Horde companions in Crossroads.
(PS nothing hotter than an Orc in pink!)
Combined Alliance and Horde forces continued on to Ratchet to jump on a boat.
One quick overseas voyage, and we arrived at our final destination: Booty Bay!
And there, we assembled on the bank roof and danced, yelled, shrieked, lawled, and generally emoted our attempts to raise awareness about cancer. As if all the pink shirts weren't enough.
And then Fulguralis, Fuubaar, and myself decided to have a peaceful game of hearts... before I got disconnected ;)
Thanks for everyone who joined in, and thanks to BBB and Sidhe Devils for organizing such a great event.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
During the run, lots of people were telling, in various channels, the stories of those they know who have suffered from all forms of cancer - not just Breast Cancer. Here, I'll share mine.
A few years ago my father informed me he had been diagnosed with Lymphoma, and that it was most likely due to his time in Vietnam and Agent Orange. He is, thankfully, in remission. I know Veteran's Day has now passed for us Americans, but please think of the Vietnam Vets that you know, and call them and remind them to go to their doctors and be on the alert for signs of Lymphoma. I thank God every day that my dad chose to fight the disease, and is still around to show that he won. Not everyone is so lucky.
If you are a smoker, consider switching to vaping in an effort to quit. My fiance and some of the guys from Save or Die Radio have started recording a podcast all about vaping - all of my friends and I have switched from smoking to vaping, and I strongly encourage you to do so as well. If the health benefits don't convince you, then maybe the cost benefits will. No one here will judge you for being a smoker - but seriously, vaping is so much better for you, and a helluva lot more fun!
Cancer is one of those diseases I can't abolish, and dying from it is one death I can't rez. So stay out of the damn Cancer-fire!
Recently, a bunch of my alliance friends invited me on a couple of their guild runs. We were laughing and chatting in vent, when one of them said "Jessica keeps interrupting me and asking me questions!" Confused, I said "What? No I'm not, you silly warlock!" to which he responded "No, no, I was referring to my daughter, Jessica." Slightly embarassed, after a short pause, I replied "Oh. Whoops. Guess the cat's out of the bag now, I just gave away my real name!" Much to my surprise, everyone else exploded in laughter, with rounds of "It wasn't really that big of a secret, Jess."
Well. I never claimed to be subtle.
I've thought about this a lot since. We play daily with these people, get to know them and their personalities, and often quite a bit about their personal lives - Yet a lot of the time we don't even know their real names, though we can recognize their voice over vent. While this sort of thing is becoming more and more common amongst my generation, the majority of people still aren't quite sure where to draw the line in what they say about themselves over the internet. In my own case, a strange mix of factors contributes to the internet paradox that is Elimeny, aka Jessabelle, aka Miss Medicina. After all, if you google Elimeny, I'm all over the place.
No, I don't publicize my real name or too many identifying details of my personal life for a lot of very legitimate reasons, though I suspect it would be very easy to get that information, should someone want it. For one, my fiance is intensely private, and it would be disrespectful to him if I were too open about myself since he values his privacy so much. Secondly, if it were not obvious before, I do a lot of work in a research based academic field... one day I really do hope to publish some of my research (if I ever get around to finishing it), and once you do that, you have to be pretty protective of your name.
The funny thing is, I grew up on the internet, and it's very integral to my personal life. I met my fiance online, and several people whom I count amongst my best friends I only talk to over the internet (that includes Fulguralis and Fuubaar!). Relating to people via a handle is not a difficult task for me, nor does it keep me from connecting with others on a very personal level, real name or not. But I always hate these awkward conversations...
Jessabelle: Hi! My name is Jessica :)
Sneakarillio: Hey! Nice to meet you. My name is Sneakarillio.
Jessabelle: ...
There's always this sort of awkward moment as we try to figure out how much personal information to give someone else. After all, we don't want to push people beyond the line at which they are comfortable. When you give people personal information, sometimes it makes them uneasy, because they feel they are expected to return the same amount of information - an amount with which they are simply not comfortable.
I guess my name became obvious, because Jessabelle got shortened to Jess over vent and party/raid chat, and everyone identifies Jess as a nickname for Jessica. I blame Kelly and Fuubaar, FYI.
For the record, most of my face to face friends (I shall now call them F2F) call me Jessie. I actually despise the shorthand IRL - Fulguralis is my real friend in real life. Just because all of our communication happens over the internet does not make him less of a real friend. To be quite honest, most of my communication with my F2F friends happens via the internet as well - I'm a total homebody.
So, maybe it's a psychological thing. I hear about wow being addictive, but I think *anything* can be addictive if you enjoy it enough. I think my grandmother was addicted to church. WoW combines my love of high fantasy role playing games, with my desire for social interaction that does not require me to leave the safety and comfort of my own home. I can be a gamer without being a friend-less loser, who knew? I think people hate PuGs because in general, it's a lot more fun to play with your friends - with the people you know. I know these people, even if I don't know their address. To me, raiding isn't fun if I'm not raiding with those I know - even if I don't know their real name.
Well. I never claimed to be subtle.
I've thought about this a lot since. We play daily with these people, get to know them and their personalities, and often quite a bit about their personal lives - Yet a lot of the time we don't even know their real names, though we can recognize their voice over vent. While this sort of thing is becoming more and more common amongst my generation, the majority of people still aren't quite sure where to draw the line in what they say about themselves over the internet. In my own case, a strange mix of factors contributes to the internet paradox that is Elimeny, aka Jessabelle, aka Miss Medicina. After all, if you google Elimeny, I'm all over the place.
No, I don't publicize my real name or too many identifying details of my personal life for a lot of very legitimate reasons, though I suspect it would be very easy to get that information, should someone want it. For one, my fiance is intensely private, and it would be disrespectful to him if I were too open about myself since he values his privacy so much. Secondly, if it were not obvious before, I do a lot of work in a research based academic field... one day I really do hope to publish some of my research (if I ever get around to finishing it), and once you do that, you have to be pretty protective of your name.
The funny thing is, I grew up on the internet, and it's very integral to my personal life. I met my fiance online, and several people whom I count amongst my best friends I only talk to over the internet (that includes Fulguralis and Fuubaar!). Relating to people via a handle is not a difficult task for me, nor does it keep me from connecting with others on a very personal level, real name or not. But I always hate these awkward conversations...
Jessabelle: Hi! My name is Jessica :)
Sneakarillio: Hey! Nice to meet you. My name is Sneakarillio.
Jessabelle: ...
There's always this sort of awkward moment as we try to figure out how much personal information to give someone else. After all, we don't want to push people beyond the line at which they are comfortable. When you give people personal information, sometimes it makes them uneasy, because they feel they are expected to return the same amount of information - an amount with which they are simply not comfortable.
I guess my name became obvious, because Jessabelle got shortened to Jess over vent and party/raid chat, and everyone identifies Jess as a nickname for Jessica. I blame Kelly and Fuubaar, FYI.
For the record, most of my face to face friends (I shall now call them F2F) call me Jessie. I actually despise the shorthand IRL - Fulguralis is my real friend in real life. Just because all of our communication happens over the internet does not make him less of a real friend. To be quite honest, most of my communication with my F2F friends happens via the internet as well - I'm a total homebody.
So, maybe it's a psychological thing. I hear about wow being addictive, but I think *anything* can be addictive if you enjoy it enough. I think my grandmother was addicted to church. WoW combines my love of high fantasy role playing games, with my desire for social interaction that does not require me to leave the safety and comfort of my own home. I can be a gamer without being a friend-less loser, who knew? I think people hate PuGs because in general, it's a lot more fun to play with your friends - with the people you know. I know these people, even if I don't know their address. To me, raiding isn't fun if I'm not raiding with those I know - even if I don't know their real name.
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I can't wait until the day Google finally invents a way to search for images that actually scans the pixels. About a year ago, I randomly found the picture from which my avatar was cropped via Google Image Search (My source for almost all images on this blog). Unfortunately I misplaced the original picture, and now no matter how hard I search, I cannot find it.
If you ever wondered, the original picture is of Alice (of Wonderland fame) standing on the dead bodies of the Mad Hatter and I believe the March Hare, blowing the smoke from her gun. With the crop, you can only see the smoking gun, so you miss the context. I love the original, because Through the Looking Glass always creeped me out... poor Alice, surrounded by a bunch of weirdos in a world that makes no sense to her - she cannot rectify it to her own understanding of reality.
I love the idea of Alice, in a world gone mad, in a world that does not function the way she knows it should, surrounded by people who do not process things in the way that makes sense to her, finally decides that instead of trying to act the way her new environment suggests she should, says Screw All Ya'll and takes back her own sanity by removing everything that tries to make her feel insane. The image makes me think that at some point she decided she'd had enough of everyone being non-sensical and illogical and finally decided to take control of the situation.
If anyone could find the original, I will be forever indebted to you.
p.s. I don't condone violence. Or shooting people who don't understand you because you're insane. Cheer up, that's what Effexor is for - don't bring daddy's guns to school, kids!
If you ever wondered, the original picture is of Alice (of Wonderland fame) standing on the dead bodies of the Mad Hatter and I believe the March Hare, blowing the smoke from her gun. With the crop, you can only see the smoking gun, so you miss the context. I love the original, because Through the Looking Glass always creeped me out... poor Alice, surrounded by a bunch of weirdos in a world that makes no sense to her - she cannot rectify it to her own understanding of reality.
I love the idea of Alice, in a world gone mad, in a world that does not function the way she knows it should, surrounded by people who do not process things in the way that makes sense to her, finally decides that instead of trying to act the way her new environment suggests she should, says Screw All Ya'll and takes back her own sanity by removing everything that tries to make her feel insane. The image makes me think that at some point she decided she'd had enough of everyone being non-sensical and illogical and finally decided to take control of the situation.
If anyone could find the original, I will be forever indebted to you.
p.s. I don't condone violence. Or shooting people who don't understand you because you're insane. Cheer up, that's what Effexor is for - don't bring daddy's guns to school, kids!
