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Bel’s Magical Van

December 9, 2014 by Belghast

A Very Bloggy Xmas Day 9

Roughly a month ago my good friend Syl came to me with the idea of her Bloggy Xmas event. I took a stab at a logo, and she finished it off to what we have above. From there I was essentially drafted into the process, and was certain I would be slotted for one of the days. It seems that fate determined that mine would be today. The idea behind the countdown was to have an advent calendar of sorts leading up to Christmas, and apparently in her country it is tradition for all of the little villages to decorate their windows taking on one of the days. I have struggled with what exactly to do for this, but it seems like most of the other participants have decorated their blog with a somewhat personal story. As such I am guessing that is the direction I am taking as well.

Bel’s Magical Van

For quite literally over a decade now, I have had friends that have joked about me and my white panel van full of candy. Because how else could I seem to keep recruiting people into whatever mad adventure I have planned. In fact the guild that I founded is based upon this concept of never openly recruiting… but always recruiting. I have always had this irrational desire to try and collect as many awesome people around me as I can, and as I play games or socialize online… I am always looking for more people to stuff in my van and whisk away into my extended family. That is ultimately what I am building, a big network of extended family for me to play games with, and all joking aside it really isn’t something that I do intentionally. I have this overriding sense that everyone deserves a good home, and when I see someone without one… I tend to try and adopt the strays. I mean there is a reason why until this weekend we had four rescue cats and two rescue ferrets… I have a hard time saying no when any thing needs a good home.

If you want to find the reasons behind why I am the way I am you have to scroll back through my history to my childhood. I was the single child of two very loving parents, or as we in the united states call it an “only child”. To make matters worse we lived out in the country, or at least too far from city to make meeting up with friends a practical occasion. I didn’t have the normal cadre of neighbor kids to run around with, and being a sickly child I spend most of afternoons with Mr Rogers, Electric Company and the Sesame Street gang. I got exceptionally good at entertaining myself a trait that I am thankful for today, but I also longed to have other people to play with. I was more or less raised by my grandmother, as she was my babysitter and companion during my formative years. While she was awesome, she was also busy with the chores around the farm. I can pretty much guarantee however that it is her that taught me to love games. Her default “Idle animation” was sitting at the table playing solitaire, and we also played together absolutely insane amounts of trouble and candy land.

Wanting a Tribe

I remember the most exciting times for me were the times when my cousins would come to visit and I was suddenly surrounded by other kids my age. I remember wanting a baby brother or sister so bad, so I could have someone to play with whenever. I would have been an awesome brother… well pending they were willing to submit to playing whatever game I wanted to play. During my elementary and middle school years, I pretty much spent my weekends “grouped up” with friends at either their house or mine. Instead of one best friend I had two, and it pretty much stayed that way until high school. I’ve always had this strange dichotomy inside of me… I want to be surrounded by people… but when I have them I never quite know what to do with them. I’ve used the term “alone in a crowd” before to describe how it feels. Engaging at the level that I want to engage takes a lot out of me, so I have to take these periods to essentially hibernate and draw strength to engage again.

I’ve always built “tribes” for as long as I can remember. I never just played with one other person… I tried to assemble groups of people to play with. I had an unusual upbringing for being a pretty hardcore geek. The traditional American experience for a 30-40 year old geek is that of being the misfit and being picked on. Since my parents friends kids ended up growing up to become the popular kids, and also as a side effect of growing up in a very small town… I was given a lot more acceptance that I likely would have gotten anywhere else in the world. Folks took my quirks as just “me being me” and pretty much left me alone, and I guess it doesn’t hurt that I am 6’4” and no one really seemed to want to mess with me. In High School I kinda gathered up misfits that needed a home around me, the folks that WERE picked on mercilessly. By my association with them it extended them a small bubble of protection… and I guess I became a tank for the first time. It taught me that I actually liked protecting people, I liked feeling like I was helping my friends.

A Digital Family

When I entered the internet age, all of these instincts and traits that I picked up along the way followed me as well. I found it hard to think of the people I was interacting with as “just pixels”, and in fact I am fundamentally opposed to that line of thinking. When you encounter another person, they have hopes, dreams and aspirations… and we have all arrived online for different reasons. I started sifting through the folks I encountered and trying to keep “the good ones”. When I found someone that needed a home, and wanted to participate in a larger community… I started trying to stuff them in my pocket and carry them with me from that point on. It wasn’t long before I had amassed this large network of people that I wanted to stay in touch with for as long as I could. In my own family, I have never really felt like they understood me. They are extremely loving and nurturing, but I have never fit the mold that they seemed to want to press me into. What I realized years ago is that online I was assembling my own family, the one that does fully understand me… and appreciates the nuance of my character. At this point I have encountered quite literally multiple thousands of other players… and from those I have adopted a fraction… but still a large enough group that this community of contacts is also literally thousands of players. With the transient nature of the internet, folks come and go, but the memories they leave behind is nonetheless important. I feel like it is my job to act as the glue, to try and bind this digital family together. The problem is I am never quite satisfied, and keep meeting awesome and interesting people along the way. I will continue trying to stuff these people into my van and adopt them into my family. I’ve been called many things in my pursuit… the Cruise Director, a Bus Driver, an Ombudsman, I even had one former guildie refer to me as the “Prom Queen” because everyone seemed to know me. At the end of the day I just want to surround myself in a blanket of awesome people to share my game time with, and I feel like that job will never be finished. If you need a good home, and are community minded… chances are I will try and adopt you too.

AggroChat Episode 34

December 7, 2014 by Belghast

Bad Name Great Cat

This is going to be a really rough post to get through, so I am sitting here avoiding writing. That said I need to actually get through this, otherwise I will sit here staring at the empty page all day. Yesterday started off fairly normally, I got up, got showered and went out for breakfast like I have for years. The problem is what happened during the middle of the day pretty much broke my heart. Fifteen years ago this past Thanksgiving weekend, the above cat entered our lives as we rescued her from the cold of my parents barn. There is some confusion about her name, because I originally named her Sasha having always liked the name. My wife however had a living terror of a student named Sasha in her class that year… so the name actually stuck. The only people who ever called her that were the veterinarian and my mother. When we got her, she was tiny and into everything like kittens always are… there was a common refrain of “you little shit” as we cleaned up one mess she made after another. Well the name stuck and she was forever called “Little Shit” from that point on.

She never would have guessed her name was a bad thing however because we said it with the utmost love. She was my baby girl, but she spent as much time being my wife’s baby as she did mine. There were so many nights I fell asleep with her purring loudly on our pillows. She had the most amazing purr that you could literally hear like three rooms away. For most of her life she always wanted to be somewhere near us, as evidenced by the two pictures above. In fact I always tried to make sure she had room to lay down either at my feet or on the sofa near me. You don’t realize how much you have changed your life to fit someone else. She had all sorts of quirks, like while we were getting ready in the morning she would hop in the shower first and get a drink of water while the shower was running. Actually that was only one of two ways she was willing to get a drink, the other being from a bright red cup we left on the bathroom floor. There were many times in the middle of the night I woke up to the sound of that cup banging around, letting me know that I needed to get up and fill it up for her.

Some Rough Times

We have had two boy cats that had thyroid issues, so we were well aware of the tell tale signs. A bit over two years ago we started seeing them in her, so we got her into the vet and had been treating her with a topical cream that I had to smear into her ear morning and night. She was an absolute trooper and stayed still as I “greased” her ears as I referred to it. About one in three cats experience some digestive problems associated with thyroid disease, so when she started having issues with inappropriate elimination… we thought it was all tied to the issues as a whole. It became a nightly task for me to come up and pick up the messes left by her during the day. Frustrating as it might have been, she was worth every bit of the effort. Over the last two weeks however it had gotten noticeably worse. She was spending pretty much all of her time sleeping on the couch, and then barely making it off the couch before having to go potty. Yesterday afternoon we took her into the vet to see if maybe we needed to tweak the dose of thyroid medicine again.

Little shit had always been a waddly cat with a huge belly, and we always attributed it to her just being built “stocky” she reminded us of one of those strong country women, that while they might not win a beautify competition had the sheer presence to get job on the farm done. As she lost weight her belly became more distended, which again we attributed to her odd body shape. However upon seeing it the vet was immediately concerned. Upon taking some X-Rays the news was pretty grim. There was a massive growth in her stomach region pushing in on her bowels and likely causing pain to eat and got to the bathroom as well. With her age there was nothing really surgery wise that they would recommend as the likelihood of recovery was pretty slim. We were left with the extremely hard choice of either taking her home and waiting for her to get worse and die, or letting her go. She had always been a very clean girl, with extremely preferences in her potty habits. She hated a dirty litter box, and there were certain kinds of litter that she absolutely refused to use. I could tell the last year was rough on her, because when she was force to used to bathroom in a bad place there was a look of panic on her face. With the extreme increase over the last two weeks it felt like we were not terribly far from her messing herself in her sleep, and that is something she would not have wanted to happen.

So we made the decision that seemed like it was going to be the best for her. She had struggled with many things over the last few years. She was struggling to move around the house, and we had to install pet stairs on the sofa for her to get up and down easily. She had not slept with us for about a month, spending nearly 24 hours a day sleeping in my chair on the sofa, snuggled into blankets that I am sure smelled like me. When we tried carrying her to bed, she would last for a bit but ultimately hop down and return to the sofa. Cats do an amazing job of hiding what ails them… and I think she was trying to keep away from us from showing how much she hurt. I wish I could have fixed her, made it all better… but I couldn’t this time. Truth is she has probably always had this mass in her belly, and we always thought it was just her unique shape. This might have been the first time she ever had an x-ray… and unfortunately it happened far too late. I wish I could go back in time and have caught this earlier, but I am not really sure how we could have known. All I know is that I lost one of my best friends, and one of the sweetest animals we will likely ever have. Yesterday it felt like my world was falling apart, and I am still not sure if the gravity has really hit me. Laying down last night, as I called for the cats to come to bed… I had to stop myself from yelling for Little Shit. We will miss you baby girl.

AggroChat Episode #34

I am so thankful to the awesome people that I record with. During the day yesterday I was not sure if I could go on that night and record a podcast. Then something happened over twitter. Someone mentioned me stating that they had found the podcast that day and was really enjoying it. Turns out they listened from show 33 to 24… so some 14 hours of our podcast in a row. I have to say hearing that greatly improved my day and gave me that push to keep going last night. I just was not sure if I could be my normally jolly self, and carry the show… so Kodra stepped up and did an excellent job as master of ceremonies. Actually he did a phenomenal job matching pretty much everything that I normally do and then adding his own flourish.

There was much discussion of Final Fantasy XIV as usual with Raven talking about completing her second Novus weapon and beginning a second Nexus grind, and several of us talking about our victory over Ultros and solid attempts on Tier 5 in Binding Coil of Bahamut. I talk World of Warcraft raiding, and looking forward to beginning the Highmaul Raid after missing Thursday and my raids first two boss kills. We talk Heroes of the Storm, since this week they finally saw fit to give Rae an invite. That game is exceptionally fun and better suited for a more casual gamer than League of Legends is. Over the course of the week we have played quite a bit of it and talk about our personal hero preferences and playstyles. Kodra runs a much tighter ship than I seem to, because we actually clocked in at just barely over an hour once editing was finished. Extra special thanks to Kodra for steering the ship while I couldn’t quite muster the oomph to do so.

Angriest Red Ball Revisited

November 25, 2014 by Belghast

Bridge Refresher Course

With all my recent posts about World of Warcraft, you would think that I had switched allegiance entirely, but this is not the truth by any means. Right now it is new and shiny and I am attempting to claw my way to a reasonable foothold of raid preparedness. That said I am still very much playing Final Fantasy XIV, and for the last few weeks we have been pulling together “raid” content on Monday nights. We really want to see the new Ultros fight, but unfortunately Thalen still had yet to do Battle at Big Bridge, so last night we started the evening off knocking that out of the way. It made a rather nice high point to start the evening on since that fight is so amazing. The majority of us are Final Fantasy V fans, so seeing the fight is like watching the bridge fight play out in that game.

The strange thing is that as many times as we had run it, I had never actually tanked it. Not that there is actually anything to tanking the fight. For the tank at least it is as tank and spank as they really come in Final Fantasy XIV. The only challenge was the various adds between the two phases of the boss, and even then it is was only because we have some extremely overgeared dps for the fight that just melted them. While I attempted to hold aggro it was pretty much futile. In any case it knocked that out of the way so that hopefully this week the folks that needed it can catch up on the Hildebrand storyline and get ready for Ultros. I would really rather do that fight for the first time as a guild, so we can have the experience of figuring out the content on the fly.

Angriest Red Ball Revisited

Turn Five of Binding Coil of Bahamut has been looming over our group for some time. I have to admit there has been a sense of fear about it, because in truth it has been content than killed many a static raid team on our server. It is the notorious gatekeeper to turn 2, and there are many folks that have cleared one through four never to actually manage to get in a turn five kill. The fight itself just has this insane array of mechanics that are almost impossible to memorize before going into the fight. Since it had been months for us clearing the first four turns we opted to start with those as a fresher course. Overall it went nice and smooth and we burned through the first few coil instances getting the folks who had not been there realm exploration achievements. I managed to get the Heavy Allagan chestpiece to go with my other two pieces of Allagan gear.

When we downed turn four after a few baubles here and there we decided to use that momentum and push us forward into a couple of attempts at Twintainia the boss of turn five. There is a lot of stuff to focus on during this fight. However we did manage to get to roughly the halfway point in the fight after a couple of attempts. I mark this as pretty damned good progress, and a pretty good night overall for us to down Big Bridge, four turns of coil and make that much progress on five. I feel like as a whole we have way more confidence in regards to our success chances at turn five. It is no longer this looming and scary target that we have not actually experienced. Folks talk about it with so much frustration and reverence, but I feel like we can totally down this. Now after seeing the fight I also feel like I have a far better point of reference for doing my own research in the coming week.

Up Too Late

After our evening of raiding in Final Fantasy XIV, I popped out and got into World of Warcraft in an attempt to find a group to run Auchindoun with. Much like there was a legendary cloak chain in Pandaria, there is a legendary ring one in Warlords. The first phase is actually relatively simple and only actually requires that you run Skyreach and loot and item off the final boss. This nets the player a really nice ilevel 640 ring for there troubles, which is a much needed gear level boost for getting into content. The next steps require you to clear four heroic dungeons, gather up a silly amount of apexis crystals and then complete a solo event of sorts. Last night I was up to the final step in this sequence which requires a trip into Auchindoun to loot an item off the final boss. However there was another player that required one more “core” the step before Auchindoun, so I agreed to run that heroic first before we ran the one I actually needed so that both of us knocked out the final step at the same time.

The end result was that I ran two heroics back to back and did not actually make it to bed until almost 1 am. The other result however is that other than 100 apexis crystals and a solo event, I am really super close to the next step in the ring quest chain. As a result in theory I should be able to knock out the 680 ring before we step foot into Molten Core as a guild tonight. I am really looking at venturing forth into Molten Core, it has been years since I last experienced the raid “for real”. I remember there was a time where a “good clear” took about three hours of my life. I am hoping we can manage to do it in a far shorter time. That said I have prepared myself for the potential of it taking that long if not longer. I know we are going to try and go into it with as many tanks and healers as we can so that we can potentially control the pace of the run. If everyone other than a handful of dps are with us on voice chat… hopefully things will go more smoothly. In any case hopefully at the end of the night I will have a spiffy mount.

Furry Children

I’ve always had a soft spot for animals. In this age of global strife and suffering, I’ve become rather accustomed to it… but the moment that Sarah MacLachlan animal charity video plays on the television… and it is like a sucker punch to the gut. There has never been a time when we have not had several furry children, and each of them is unique and special. This morning I am thankful for all of them that have shared our life. Presently we have four cats, which I think officially qualifies us for “crazy cat lady” status. Our eldest came home with me years ago on a Thanksgiving day, so this time of year is all the more important to me. She is getting up there in age and has many issues but I am so thankful for each year we have with her. In addition to our cats we also have two amazing ferrets, that are both as sweet as can be and are always clamoring for our attention. They both know exactly what it takes to get daddy to play with them, and they are the source of many delays while getting ready in the morning. Animals enrich our lives in ways that I cannot fully account for, and this morning and every morning I am thankful to have them.

Talador Completed

November 19, 2014 by Belghast

Frustrating Stutters

This morning I am feeling relatively miserable. In truth I have felt extremely lousy since mid way through last week. The hacking and coughing and clearing of my throat just wears me out, and as a result of all of it my lungs are extremely pissed off at me. That said since the weather outside is brutal with lows in the teens each morning… I am perfectly content to stay bundled up inside. Yesterday it was my hope that I would be playing Dragon Age Inquisition, but even with a driver update there are still some issues. The issue I am having is that the game will quite literally be running at a locked 60 frames per second… then all the sudden it will freeze for a moment causing everything to stutter including the audio… then resume back at 60 frames per second as though nothing happened. The game is still playable, but extremely annoying since this seems to happy about once a minute.

The most frustrating thing is that it doesn’t seem to be settings related. I have dialed down the game to extremely low settings and the hitching still occurs. This means that essentially I am not able to join in any reindeer games for the time being. My hope is that an early patch will either come out for the game, or another updated Nvidia driver that resolves the issue. If it is not fixed by this weekend however I am likely to just such it up and deal with the pauses. The game itself, what little I have seen of it… seems really cool. Overall it feels far more like Dragon Age 2 than it does Dragon Age: Origins… which itself is a mixed bag. I wish my character had been silent, because it doesn’t really feel like my character at all… when there is a voice talking instead of me. That is just one of my personal quirks however, but I figure most people prefer to have a voice acted character. Ultimately when I play games like this it is all about the big damned hero fantasy, and saving the kingdom… not the narrative of the actual characters.

Talador Completed

First off I have to say that I love this screenshot. It does not give away any details about the quest chains in Talador other than the fact that Blackhand is involved. However if you have completed the quest chains in the zone you know exactly what this screenshot is from. In any case I am happy that I managed to catch it at just the right moment. Yesterday I was contemplating just completely skipping the quests in Talador to move forward into Spires of Arak. My friend Rylacus begged me not to do this, because there was a moment in the game that I just had to see. Thankfully I followed his advice and man… that zone was freaking amazing. Granted there was a lot of faffing about in that zone unrelated to anything… but the four chapters were all excellent. Terran Gregory and team have don an amazing job with the cinematics in this expansion… and I am constantly floored at how nice everything looks. When one of these scenes cuts in… it manages to make me forget this is a decade old game.

Now I have another dilemma to decide. Once again I am at the breakpoint of a new zone, as last night I managed to ding 98. I have all of the precursors leading into Nagrand, or I could go start the Spires of Arak. In either case it will ding me, but Nagrand will actually give me gear that I need to get into normals and heroics. That said… so far each of the zones has provided important bits of the puzzle letting me understand more of the expansion as a whole. The Spires however are the zone that everyone seems to think drags a bit… and just in the look of it, it reminds me so much of Blades Edge mountains… which had massive pacing problems thanks to the horrible terrain. Part of me wants to jump straight to Nagrand, since it was my favorite zone in Burning Crusade. However the other part of me realizes that if I don’t do Spires of Arak while it is relevant… I will never likely go back and do it because the terrain looks frustrating. At this point I am just not sure which direction I am going to go… but in any case I am only two levels away from 100.

An Excellent Moment

I’ve talked at length about just how phenomenal the Final Fantasy XIV community is, but when I have concrete examples I still feel like I need to share them. Monday before our 8 man raids, I was attempting to cap out my poetics earned for the week, and as such decided to run a completely random expert roulette. Now I queued as DPS, and was shocked at just how fast the queue actually managed to go. We got into the instances and everyone said hello as is the FFXIV custom, and then some actual chatter started up. Things seemed to be going smoothly but within a few minutes the healer asked us if we were experiencing any lag. I was not but as the run progressed I started to see small bits of it with my actions. However I have totally seen times where even among our little circle of friends… one of us was experiencing some crushing lag.. and everyone else was just fine. During a pull the healer disconnected and the ninja and I managed to hold out just long enough after the tank died to finish off the pack.

Now were this any other online game, when the healer got back… they would have been chewed out by the players and called horrible for having a “bad” internet connection. I’ve seen that play out many times in the past in several different games. However in Final Fantasy XIV the healer came back, apologized and the general consensus of comments from the group was “stuff happens” and “thanks for trying”. As the run progressed the were several moments where the healer lagged out of disconnected, often times causing the tank to die. In every single time the tank took it with grace and thanks the healer for fighting through the issues so we could keep going. Upon completing the run everyone thanked the healer for valiantly “sticking it out” and I am certain that I was not the only person to give her my commendations. She sounded thoroughly frustrated by the events, but every player in the instance was supportive of her situation. What other game have you ever seen where that happens?

Awesome Boss

This morning I am thankful for an awesome boss. As I write this… I am feeling absolutely horrible, and have sent my boss an email saying that I would not be in today. That I would be taking the day and resting. I’ve had bosses in the past that would have had a problem with this, bosses that the only thing that mattered was that I was sitting at my desk during the hours of 8 to 5. I am very fortunate to have a boss that is more family than administration. Prior to this current environment it had been a very long time since I had anything resembling a work family. Maybe it was the fact that my first environment straight out of college was so close knit, but it essentially spoiled me for other places I worked. While I still feel close to a lot of the people I have worked with over the years… in part it was either through shared interests or shared struggle in horrible situations. This team that I am part of now… I feel like I belong to something bigger than myself and it is entirely thanks to the support of our boss.

Previously we were a group of self starters, and functioned well as independent islands more or less left along by every boss we had been under. Our current boss was a member of that team, and saw the disconnectedness of the group as a whole as something of a challenge. Over the last several years he has worked to bring us all closer together, and as such make us mesh more tightly. I know that I can go to any one of my team members with a problem and they will do everything in their power to fix it, and they know the same is true for me. Its the stupid little things like bringing a cake to our staff meeting on the months we have a birthday, or going out to see a movie together as an after hours team building activity. All of which by themselves are silly or minor… but adding up to be an awesome environment to work in. So I am thankful I have such a great environment to call my work home.