Well, a large portion of my life at least. Not quite all, but… an uncomfortably high percentage of it.

Anyway, I’ve started a serious series of posts, about being the guild leader of a successful World of Warcraft guild.

This is obviously a series of posts aimed at gamers in general, and WoW players in specific. You might find it interesting if you’re an outsider looking in — a girlfriend of a WoW addict perhaps, or maybe someone that’s interested in picking up another game to play! It will focus on tips and tricks for up and coming guilds, the politics of WoW guilds (and online communities), and it will hopefully provide an insight into the inner workings of a successful guild leader.

It has its own category, which you can find on the right, and its own RSS feed — take a look, if it tickles your fancy!

But this one has to be shared, after my brief outburst about the misuse and abolition of our fantastic friend the apostrophe.

Unfortunately this is just lending more credence to my inspired idea of enforcing would-be parents to take an IQ test before reproduction is allowed.

In other news, I just wrote a fantastic wall of text over in the ‘Life as a guild leader’ section of the blog. 2800 words in 2 hours!

I’ve been up writing yet another geeky (OK, maybe a little dorky) WoW-related entry.

But for those of you that aren’t WoW nerds, I would like to give you this great (and very funny!) article on How To Turn Cheap Steak Into Awesome Steak (that’s actually a shortening of the full title…)

I have to admit it’s the first time I’ve ever found myself reading through page after page of information on how to prepare steak, of all things… I like steak, but it’s not like… my raison d’être.

Ohh, that reminds me of a lovely little goose egg story, about some juicy steaks we once had (I’m going to look for a link tomorrow, as I can’t find it right now, but it is 4am, so I’m a little delirious). Anyway, you can buy these special, succulent steaks from the Queen’s butcher, up in Scotland. I think it’s from cattle reared on her land up there, or something. Anyway, so that they reach you perfectly fresh, they send the steaks in protective packaging, with dry ice to keep them cold, by same-day courier.

Needless to say, these were mighty fine steaks. Probably not quite worth the exorbitant amount of money that my grandmother paid for them… but it was an experience, and life is all about experiencing anything and everything.

And now I’m going to experience my heated water bed. Adieu.

Okay, I’m exaggerating slightly, but in my head it’s a lovely, golden trophy. With gilded bits, and encrusted rubies. And a blank plate at the bottom with just my name on it, because I’m the first — and last — to wield such a virtual machination.

Yesterday I was linked to by WoWInsider — the ‘definitive’ World of Warcraft news source. It’s basically a huge collection of journalists that write about every aspect of WoW. One of them, Jennie Lees, wrote a lovely little article about gamer psychology, and linked to my own articles on the topic. She went a lot deeper than I, looking at the Myers-Briggs scale, and even Helen Fisher’s work on brain chemistry.

Anyway, it means that, today at least, I can enjoy a brief moment of Internet celebrity. I recorded an audio blog to commemorate this moment, which hopefully isn’t the high point of my career — but who knows!

 
(If you can’t see the player, you’ll have to visit my blog)

Tomorrow, however, life will no doubt slip back into normality. I’ll have to wash my body myself and make my own meals. I should enjoy this moment while I can!

Where did I put that bag of cocaine and those escort call cards…