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Things that have made World of Warcraft too awesome for words:

• Me and my buddy Jon from OH are running around thinking we can boost my XP.  Turns out his character is so high leveled that I’m only getting like 17 - 20 XP per monster killed.  So I say we should try to do something more his speed, thinking that higher level monsters will net me a greater share of XP.  We end up going to this cave full of insanely powerful monsters that could kill me in like five hits.  So I hang back and Jon holds his own.  I try to help out, buy my Troll Mage is only Lvl 9 at this point and all the monsters keep resisting the spells I cast.  Eventually we come to some whooshy portal thing and he goes in.  I try to enter only to be greeted by this message: “You must be Level 10 or above to enter”.  I let Jon know, we shrug and I suggest we disband so I can go do some solo grinding.  He immediately ungroups us in the middle of this cave full of high level monsters.  I shout “NOT HERE!”.  The laughter doesn’t end for minutes.  Whole minutes.
• Stephanie keeps sending me wickedly awesome armor that she’s made and reinforced by hand as well as storage bags for my lootz.
• So much to do.  I may have found the last game I’ll play for a long while.
• My totally awesome friends who’ll give this a try so we can all farm for lootz and fight for honor

/laugh
/point
/cry

You don’t even KNOW!

Like a Bolt From the Blue

Finished The World Ends With You for DS a while ago.  Awesome!

But right now, I’d like to vent some frustration.  For years, I’ve played games unto myself.  Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good single player experience.  Bioshock, Max Payne 1&2, Katamari Damacy.  I love these games for their fun that lasts and their stories.  However, trying to get my friends to play games with me has seemed like pulling teeth.  Please forgive me for the randomness of this rant, should there be any, but I’m really tired.

Actually, nevermind.  But seriously, Marty, Mark, or Tara:  Would you all be interested in a game of Carcassone?  I mean, seriously?  You know you wouldn’t!  It’s the same thing with anime.  I feel like I’m imposing my interests on my vanilla friends who’d either watch football or Pride and Prejudice.  But hey, who isn’t entitled to an emo/sleep-induced rant once in a while?

Did I just have a Marty moment?

Apple Turnovers!

Oh my God!  What else have I been missing?!

Depth Perception: Prince Caspian

Prince Caspian hits all the right notes.  The battles are Hollywood epic.  The film wastes no time getting to Narnia.  It even takes it’s time to tell the whole story.  So why am I so unhappy with the film?

One problem is that the characters aren’t developed that much.  I didn’t really care about Caspian and his role in the world of Narnia.  Peter was far too bull-headed and proud this time around.  It just feels…I don’t know, rushed?  You’d think a three hour film would find enough time to flesh out the characters, even the ones we met last time around.  Yet Caspian suffers from too much focus on the battle scenes and not enough on making the heroes interesting, the villains menacing, or the world as a whole something to care about.  Perhaps the problem is the lack of a truly evil villain on the level of the White Witch.  Consequently, the scene where she appears is really the only one that had me on the edge of my seat.  I suppose it’s just a shame that Lewis’ universe isn’t emerging as beautifully as Tolkien’s.

Man, these Depth Perception reviews are getting short.  Maybe I should bury myself in a dictionary for a while…

Random Spiritual Ramblings (Treatise on Society and Women)

I’ve been reading a lot of lyrics to some of the Christian bands I listened to heavily when I was first saved.  I think I’ve said this before, but I love the conviction behind most of the lyrics that seemed to fade away for awhile, though I admittedly drifted away from Christian music when I got over my prejudice for non-Christian music.

When I listened to these songs, I knew the words, yet their meanings escaped me so I formulated my own interpretations based on what I was going through or let my imagination just fill in the blanks.  But after reading interpretation via SongMeanings, I have been blown away by what I missed.

For example, Zao, a band that has left the Christian scene but has nevertheless remained a Christian band, wrote a song about a porn star named Savannah who was in a car accident that left her with scars on her face.  She shot herself.

Project 86, a somewhat more definite Christian band, wrote a song called P.S. that unflinchingly talks about pornography addiction.  The P.S. appropriately stands for “Porn Song”.  I already knew what this one was about, but the issue is hitting far closer to home now that I’m married.

Maybe I’m only seeing these issues from a more mature perspective, since marriage will do that to you, but in all reality, it seems that our society is doing all it can to destroy women and the society itself.  You turn on the TV or the radio and you hear the depressing news about some disaster in some other country or somewhere else in the U.S. which immediately cuts to entertainment news and who should be on there but this month’s inappropriately aged pop diva/movie starlet in some scandal or another.  We leer.  We drool.  We want more.  We want to see them fall, fail, breakdown. Yet when we talk about it, we shake our heads and talk of how shameful it all is.  And we are telling women that this is the standard?  That this is what they should aspire to be?

I know that this is probably a played out issue, but we’re supposed to be a progressive society, one that honors equality among the sexes.  Yet now I think I see the truth of this modern gender equality.  We let women think they are equal, that they are free to be comfortable in their sexuality.  So please, would you kindly pose for this magazine cover?  Take your top off.  It’ll move more issues.  We respect your sexuality so much, we want to plaster it everywhere so it’ll get noticed.  And move those issues.

Your becoming a tool for marketers, ladies!  The more you buy into this idea that your respected for dressing like a whore, acting like a ditz, and never thinking for yourself above what the brands you wear want you to think, you’ll never be equal.  But then, as my sister bluntly states, it seems women don’t want equality all that much.  Not if they can get special treatment from cops, bartenders, etc. so long as they flash a bit of skin and a wink.  Can’t you see that you’ve been tricked?!  Is your fear of not being accepted or loved so great that you will accept these lies that are being fed to you by industries and networks that don’t care about you?

“Perfect love kills all fear.  Rejoice in this deliverance.” - Flyleaf