Monday, April 27, 2009

Thanks, Sonny!

You probably didn't even know this, but the men's muddy hiking boots have been broken for years. With these recent updates to the client resources, Sonblock must have finally fixed them.

I've spammed Sonny's mailbox with enough pokes and jests over the years regarding the broken boots that I suppose a meager apology is in order.

Thanks, Sonny!


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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Total Disaster Averted!

While dusting off and reorganizing my treehouse, I accidentally hit the "Take Out" button instead of "Put Back" on the main paz, which contains more than two thirds of the treehouse's structure. Big whoops!

Before my very eyes, I saw almost the entire treehouse crumble to the ground. Every nail was unfastened, every plank deplankified, and every theremite... well, actually, I suppose they continued happily munching away on the wood, not much caring whether it was in the tree or on the ground. Needless to say, I was quite distraught.

In fact, I was even more distraught than the time g0d decided to smite me beneath her awesome might. More perplexed than the time I pondered the existential question "how many avatars can you fit in a row boat?". More surprised than the time Elaur translated the symbols in Venue Vash. More awestruck than the time I found Blinky relieving himself in public. I was in more pain than the time I slipped on a banana peel while taking a stroll on the streets of Lagoland. And the time Chaz traded his family's last cow for a few "magic" beans doesn't even begin to compare to the unexpected combination of utter horror ("oh g0d, oh g0d, we're all going to die! Abandon ship! Don't cross the streams!") and total apathy that I felt in this moment.

Yes, it was a failure of epic proportions, if ever there was one. But, as the title of this entry suggests, all was not lost! Yes, my treehouse was indeed laid out flat before me on the ground, but I quickly mounted my hoverpack, called in a favor to my twin avatar to help me eyeball things from another viewpoint (I've become quite proficient at the science of cloning over the years), and proceeded with the daunting task of redropping the paz exactly where it belonged. Having no reference other than a general recollection to go by--for I did not believe in GPS back in those days--I managed to line up the paz using a scroll and an eagle's nest as my pivot points to almost precisely the location it previously rested. Given that there were four separate axes to line up (left to right, forward to back, up and down, and rotational), I consider this an enormous feat which I could only have accomplished through an immeasureable amount of luck.

Immeasurable though it may be, it happened, I'm incredibly relieved, and you should be too. Come visit my treehouse and see why it would have been such a disaster to have to rebuild it (again again ...again) from scratch!



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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Hunt for There_Monitor 4/25/09

From the journal of There_Monitor....

And I thought the Botanical Gardens had a lot of growth. WOW! This place must have a real Miracle Grow!

Miracle Grow...

'hm

Miracle Grow...

'aha!

Woah, she grew her hair out and dyed it a different color! I always thought she was naturally blue-haired. And just look at her, sporting that hip, cool new style! I tried to be hip and cool once, but it didn't go exactly as planned.



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Saturday, February 21, 2009

...help?!

What did you do now, E?


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