OOC – Still Here


March 22, 2020

I will have to admit that it has been a while since I have written anything at all, however, there hasn’t been a whole lot going on in RL nor in the gaming adventures – just a muddling along.  Naturally, I’m only kidding because it has just been insane with the way that things are going these days.

I live in a city where all of the bars, restaurants and any gathering events are strictly out of the question with this blasted virus.  Forget about shopping for anything at the grocery because it has been struck with the people doing the hoarding thing.  I do all of my shopping online and have it delivered for the most part , so, there is that benefit of living in a city, however, when there isn’t what you need at the store, no sense in spending the money.  Oh well, one of the things that has disappeared is cat food and cat litter – no where to be found.  Well, my kitties will eat a little human food if push comes to shove.

I hope that everyone is doing okay out there and are staying safe from illnesses that seem to be so prevalent right now.  Yes, I am concerned and worried, however, there is only so much you can do to protect yourself and others.

I can honestly say that I have never seen anything like this pandemic in my lifetime, so, I guess we’ll all have to be a bit wary of everything and everyone that we might meet.  Stay safe all and keep those prayers going for each other.

OOC – Here I sit


January 7, 2020

Well, I can’t tell you how many times I have tried to sit down and write something and have ended up not doing a thing other than write for a few minutes and then close it all out.  One never knows how you’re going to feel at my age from one hour to the next.    I can’t tell you how many times I have started on this same page, deleted it and started it over again with a new date.

I will have to admit that I haven’t felt all too well physically since before Halloween and it’s been one thing after another, depression, colds, flu and the winner was the flu for Christmas.  I’m still getting over that round of fun and it may take me a while but I’m sure I will feel better eventually.

Yes, this was my first holiday season without any family here in Colorado, so, it was a bit daunting and devastating all at the same time.   We really don’t have any relatives here anymore that we’ve associated with for years – I have zero relatives up here and my husband has a few but I think they had a bit of a falling out years ago and have never mended fences at all. Oh well, I’m sure that happens in a lot of families over time.  I guess I can willingly admit that I felt more than a little depressed and it did seem like I caught every cold that came down the pike – I’m the only one in the household that goes into stores or anything like that because I can move easier and faster than my better half – my immune system has never been awesome, however, I am trying to get to the point that I don’t catch a cold when I go up to the mailbox and fetch the mail.

I’m going to try to get some of the stuff written again, no promises.  I just must force myself back into my habits again.  It doesn’t do any good to just sit here and wish things were different.

See you all in Azeroth.

OOC Things Do Change


October 27, 2019

Yep, took some time off from everything, just had too much RL going on for me to keep up with.  I got a bug of some kind that took the starch out of my sails for a good long time plus, had to deal with a few other things.  At my age, you’re just happy some days that you wake up.

My son and his family moved out of state and that was an emotional trauma that put me in the dumper of depression for a while but it’s not the end of the world.  I still talk to him and catch up with him on Facebook now and again.  It’s lonely without seeing our grandchild, however, I’m sure that we will see them all again sometime in the future.  He sure picked a great time to get out of Colorado because our weather has been more than a little bizarre of late.   Snow one day, hot as Hades the next and now we’re in the deepfreeze until Tuesday or Wednesday.  He was having problems finding employment and decided that he would try some where else where the cost of living isn’t nearly as high, can’t blame him because it is a struggle for us on our limited income.  Wish we could have gone with them, but my husband will not leave Colorado for anything, it’s the only place he’s ever lived and has no desire to see anything else.

Just started playing a bit in the last few days and I must admit that it was tough because I have no one to play with currently with the family being so far away and they don’t have internet just yet.  Oh well, I’m sure that it will be okay, but it does seem strange to be so far away from them.  I’ll live, I’m sure but it just feels weird not to have them here.   Just thought I would check in and let people know that I’m still alive and will once again struggle my way back into my creativity level for a while.

See you all in Azeroth!!

OOC – Trying to get back on track


September 8, 2019

Well, had a few days of not feeling all that great and didn’t play all that much because I was just not in the mood and wanted to lay on the couch and sleep most of the time away.  It happens and I have just learned how to accept it.  Now, I’m feeling a bit better – I think its weather related to be quite honest.

There are times that my loft can turn into an oven even with the AC running because of the skylight with the sun coming in.  I used to love that skylight because it enabled me to use some natural light when I was drawing and painting.  With my eyesight going wonky, I don’t do either of those things much anymore, I keep trying without much success but I’m not ready to toss all of that aside just yet.  Of course, all my computers are in the loft as well and they can crank out some considerable heat sometimes.  Add 100F on the outside of the house and it’s rather toasty up here.  Oh well, I hope that part of season is finished now, and I don’t have to feel like I’m in a sauna. 

I’ve been busy getting my computers set up and tweaking them here and there to get them all running the way that I want them too.  Hey, not being computer savvy, it is usually a hit or miss thing for me, but I think I have everything that I want working now, so, ready to sit here and start getting myself back into that thing like a schedule.

I always used to write during the morning and listen to some music while I was doing it – well, that stereo died a few years a go and I’m not using my tablet to do that for me.  Hey, it works, and I don’t blow the neighbors out of their units – that has got to be an improvement. If I want to blow the cobwebs out, I can hook my tablet up to my speakers on the computer and it works quite well.

Just celebrated my 40th Wedding Anniversary and I’m still sitting here in a state of shock.  I can’t believe that the years have zoomed by quite that fast, but I guess that they have.  My son is getting closer to 50, so, that’s another dead give away to the fact that time is going by at a rapid rate.  Yes, he is from a previous marriage, however, he looks more like his stepfather than he does me which has always been the joke of the family.  At least we’ve all lasted this long and not many folks can say that sort of thing these days either.

Yes, I have started playing Classic a little bit, but I will have to admit that I am in retail more than I am in Classic.  I did it when it was “new”, and I’ll go back and visit a bit but I’m not going to dedicate myself to it like some of my friends and acquaintances have.  I got spoiled with all the neat stuff in retail and that’s where all my shinnies are.  Besides, I’m one of those silly folks that likes to play Blood Elves a lot and I’m based in Horde heavily.  I still play Alliance and my heart will always be on that side of the factions.  Let’s just say that I was heartbroken when Varian died and then the Tree – I don’t think I’ve gotten over that yet.  Oh yes, I’ve reset it so that I don’t see the burning stump anymore, but my heart just aches every time I go back there.    While everyone is running around in Classic, I’m playing my version in Retail by playing my little baby alts.  I am not about progress anyway, I’m about the journey.  If I am enjoying it and having fun, I don’t see any harm in it because it does help with my immersion and some of the unpublished writings.

I know that I am going to have to work on my self-discipline and start writing the way that I used too and fight my way back into the “work habit” that I was known for all those years ago and not let my depression and moods keep me from doing it.   Need to set up some new personal goals that I have some hope of fulfilling.  I’ve just been kind of wandering around in my head for the last couple of years and feeling a bit lost because I just don’t allow myself the time for the creativity that I once did.  Denying myself that outlet has been a big mistake and hasn’t eased my depression at all. 

Oh yes, been hiding out in my Kindle quite a bit with reading some of my old favorites and picking up a few new ones here and there.  That eases the mind and I do have the option of using the Audio when I choose.  Mostly, I’ll sit down and just read away and the hours fly by.   I know I put off getting a Kindle for a few years because I was being stubborn – hehe, now I can adjust the print and size, so, I’m back on reading with a great deal more comfort. 

Sorry for the running off at the mouth here, just writing down and trying to get used to putting my thoughts down instead of stacking off in the dusty corner of my mind that is labeled “For Later” because later never seems to arrive.

I am forcing myself back on the road and I hope that I can keep going and not hit too many roadblocks on the road.

OOC – The Joys Of Not Being Mechanically Inclined


August 16, 2019

I don’t usually procrastinate with things that I need to do; however, I am not known for my ability to put furniture together even with the instructions.  The last couple of items that I have been forced to deal with had no written instructions, just pictures.  Yes, it did give some hilarity when I discovered that some of the pictures had been printed backwards and didn’t do what you wanted it to do.  Oh well, good thing I figured that puzzle out.   I have a very large L-shaped executive desk in my loft that is filled with computer screens’.  I thought that my next best option would be to purchase a small folding desk to get things set up for the return of my Corsair.  If it overheats this time, I’ll be shocked because we’re almost sitting in the A/C vent.

Anyway, I wasn’t expecting the computer back until today or tomorrow and thought I had ample time to get my desk put together and get a few things sorted out or pitched out to the refuse bin.  Well, sweat was pouring and I was hip deep in instructions written in Russian and pictures that my granddaughter could’ve drawn – the doorbell rings and I beat feet down to the door.  Yep, computer got here on Wednesday, a day or two early.

You must understand that I am one of those people that can’t chew gum and walk at the same time without causing themselves physical damage.  Yesterday was the day the Lord Hath Made to Make Me feel silly.  I had this giant box in my living room that was the “folding desk” – well, dunno if they thought that was a joke to try to fold an elephant several times and stuff it in an envelope, however, it took me the better part of two hours to get the thing out of the box. I had box cutters, scissors and my bare hands – that was just for the box.  Well, got the box open and discovered that there was more packing in there than chips in a Lays potato chip bag.  I decided that I would leave that on there while I totally took aim at the stairs and lifted it one step at a time up a full flight of stairs – I don’t think my back and my feet will ever be the same.

Let me explain real quickly that I weigh less than a one hundred pounds and I’m less than five feet tall – that should explain the lifting up the stairs for some of you – plus, I’m 70 years old and your muscles don’t exactly stick with you at this age.  Back in the day before I hit my “Golden Years” I would just have hefted the thing up over my head and trotted up the stairs – old age ain’t grand.

Anyway, finally got the desk in position and got it all set up and then came more fun things – opening the new screen box (box cutter was downstairs and I didn’t want to go back after it), getting the keyboard out, mouse out, getting it all set up on the desk.  Awesome, we’re now cooking along.  Carried the computer upstairs and unpacked that to set it up.  My fun part was trying to locate another power strip to plug all this wonderful stuff into – that’s another story and I won’t go into that.

Got it all set up and discovered that built-in speakers on the display sucked swamp water, so, quickly ordered another set of speakers from Amazon.  Oh, the speakers work but it must be manually done on the display to turn up the sound and all that, doesn’t recognize the keyboard commands.  Those even came in a day early too, what a joy.

Now, you also must remember that my husband is physically challenged and couldn’t help with any of this, so, his suggestion after it was all finished was “Why didn’t you just carry the boxes up to the loft?” – I think I wanted to hit him, but I just smiled and nodded my head and replied, “I just wanted to do it my way.” 

The Corsair seems to be working just fine and the setup is kind of tiny but it’s big enough for what I want to do with it.   Of course, have the newest gaming machine in the place of honor and the potato right next to it.  The Corsair is sitting closer to the A/C vent and the stairs (there is a reason for that if it fails again).  One of these days I will take a picture of my setups and post it when I get enough energy stored up to give the place a good cleanup.  Now, if I have someone over, they can use one of the computers without taking my spot and using my comfy gaming chair.

LOL, I’m not sure why I wrote this, just needed to vent about my adventures of how I put things together.  Many pinched fingers and bruised toes later, it’s done and I’m very pleased with my efforts.  The fun thing is that it is all paid for and I am never going to buy another piece of equipment – that’s the plan, anyway.

See you all in Azeroth.

OOC – Still Having Fun


August 13, 2019

I will have to admit that I was one of those silly people that sat there for quite a while and finally got the names that I wanted to play in Classic.  I do intend to play a bit of it but I’m not dedicating all of game time to that endeavor because I have too many characters in retail to let it just sit idly by.  I’m happy that I got my original names from Classic and I went totally Alliance.  I honestly don’t know how much time I will spend in Classic because I know how it was when it was current, and I have been spoiled by the retail game now.

I did start out playing Alliance back in the day and stayed in that group for roughly five years before moving my characters from IceCrown to Wrymrest Accord.   I might still be on my original server except for five years I played a male character and didn’t use Voice Chat at all until three days before I left the server and the fertilizer hit the fan when they discovered I was female.  Looking back on it now, it is kind of sad but that’s okay.  My son had told me to play a male character and to not use the chat because it was my very first MMO and I wasn’t all that savvy with the internet back in 2005.  To be exact the only game I ever really played was TSO (The SimsOnline) from Beta until they closed the servers – that’s when I went to playing WoW.   I had tons of fun and made a lot of friends on IceCrown or I thought they were friends until they found out I was a female – no one ever asked me if I was female or male and I didn’t bother to tell them.  How well would that have gone over – “Oh, by the way, I’m a girl.”

Moved as Alliance to Wrymrest and found that the RP wasn’t all that grand and couldn’t find a decent guild to hang onto.  My son has always played Horde and had a guild that he belonged too, so, I faction changed (had to earn all my reps again, which I didn’t mind) and that’s where I have been since then.  It’s been fun, made more friends and just kind of settled in on Wrymrest and I doubt that I’ll move anytime soon.

I’m just enjoying my time on the game as I can and waiting for Corsair to ship my computer back after they’ve fixed it.  Yes, I did get another computer and was ready to donate my Corsair to the recycling place when Corsair contacted me and said that they would fix the thing.  So, we’ll see how that goes and how long it lasts this time.  It was a great machine and I loved it until it just went south so fast that I didn’t know what was happening.  Hey, I’m not a real tech savvy person either – I worked on computers when they were room sized.

I know that I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have my WordPress and WoW to keep my brain somewhat functioning.  Tried watching television and felt like I was going to start drooling and felt somewhat brain dead.  Hehe, nope, I’m a gamer, I guess.

I hope you all are having some fun in Azeroth and hope to see you there.

Alexander Wynterstorm


Alexander Wynterstorm

August 6th

Dear Journal,

I have been out in the field so long that I have decided that I should start writing stuff down to combat the loneliness sometimes.  Sure, I have my comrades in arms, but I truly do not have that much in common with them – they have families and loved ones while I have nothing other than my pet.  I don’t think I’m a bad looking fellow nor do I think that I am drop-dead gorgeous.  I’m just a Blood Elf and a Ranger because my magical ability doesn’t rank high enough to start a simple campfire.

I’m just another Sindorei orphan kid that has grown up and moved on with my life like so many others.  There is really nothing special about me.  I’m not a hero, I’m not an officer in the corps nor am I some secret noble that is hiding his nobility.  Ah well, just being a Ranger is enough for me and I know that I will be happy if I ignore all the criteria in Silvermoon City to be one of the special people.  There are times that I truly hate going to Silvermoon because I usually stand around and just smile and nod at people.  I’m not important or impressive enough to warrant that much attention from the citizenry.

I guess that I should mention my name, it’s Alexander Wynterstorm.  I don’t know where the surname came from other than the fact that I was dropped off at the orphanage in a winter storm with a few other babies – we all got stuck with the same surname because the matron on duty was too tired to think of any others.  So, there are six of us with that name and we all arrived within one hour at the steps.  It must have been “baby drop-off day” or something because the matrons say that there are usually one or two babies dropped off most often, not a group of babies like I was with.  My thought is that the matron wasn’t paying attention to the door and we all kind of stacked up there.  I think that someone might have noticed if a wagon pulled up in front of the orphanage and the carter started plopping babies out on the steps in a group?  Wouldn’t you think so?

When I was a kid, I would hope that someone would come along and adopt me and then tell me that they were really my parents and that they hadn’t meant to leave me at the orphanage – they would then shower me with all kinds of gifts and clothes and we’d live in this big glorious house in Silvermoon with servants and stuff.  Yeah, I had a big imagination back then, at least I did think about nice things back then.  Well, let’s jus say that I wasn’t ever adopted, and I blame it on my cursed red hair – no one wants a redheaded elf, they want blondes, brunettes or even brown-haired ones – redheaded elves are just too common.

One older kid told me that he used to have red hair and he shaved his head and it all came back in as black as night.  Okay, if that’s how it’s done, it’s worth a go – so, I shaved my head.  Got my backside warmed up by the matron and was forbidden to be seen by any of the adoptive people that were visiting.  No, my hair came back in just as red as it had been, and it just seemed like there was more of it than ever.  Lesson learned “Don’t listen to older kids” about how things are done.  Yeah, I tried the dying thing too and all I got out of that was some strange orange hair with green stripes in it and a bunch of blisters on my head and…another backside warmup. 

I went through all the schooling and the only thing that I seemed to be reasonable with was skipping classes.  I did well with reading and writing and I did learn to cypher a bit, just so I could keep up with my winnings at cards.  Yes, I would have been a great candidate for Murder Row if I hadn’t had an aptitude for hunting and fighting.  I tried the magic thing and the only thing I did was to burn up a bookshelf and set the instructors robes on fire more than once.  I didn’t last long in that area nor did I last long trying to apprentice to one of the magistrates, seems my mouth was more prone to go off before my brain got in gear to control it. 

On my birthday I was given a few gifts, a bag to carry my belongings and showed the door with a note to report to the Rangers training area.  Okay, it wasn’t snowing or anything like that when I left so I wasn’t exactly in a hurry to make my way there.  So, off I went to the Row to try my hand at gambling with thoughts of amassing a large fortune and being able to support myself in a manner that would make the kids at the orphanage envious.  Let’s just say that it didn’t happen – I woke up naked, all my belongings gone and a guard poking me rudely with a blunted spear.  Yes, I got rolled and robbed my first night out of the orphanage.  The guard threw his cloak over my shoulders and escorted me to the training area – my letter was gone and I had no proof of identity, however, I was able to convince them that I was the Alexander Wynterstorm that the orphanage matrons had written about and , my letter had been stolen with everything else that I had. At least I got a recruit uniform, a place to sleep and some food – the training would start on the morrow.

Alex Wynterstorm

((obviously, to be continued))