Gamer Parents

Pesky kids getting in the way of WoW guilds.

When I finally got fed up with the server my main was on (the only decent person there was my friend as far as I could find) I moved over to Stonemaul permanently. I ditched my half-assed attempt at an undead mage, rolled up my druid and was good to go. Well, now months later I’m finally level 60 and my husband and I are both in the same guild. I’ll be starting my raids with them this week actually.

The problem? We have two small children who need to eat dinner and raids start at 5pm. Ack! How are we going to make dinner?! There are no problems with the kids running around playing and such while we raid. They’re already used to that, they play in the computer room and we can get them things that they need (you know, cups of juice, snacks, what have you) when we have breaks. Before it was easy because if I was running an instance and in the middle of combat my husband might be in a a space between pulls where he could safely go afk for 30 seconds you know. But now we’ll be on the same schedule essentially. We both play support classes too (he’s a holy priest, I’m a resto druid) so the guild ideally would want us to both be in a forty man raid. It’s not like we can easily switch off any raid nights other than say, ZG and AQ20 runs.

It’s more of a logistics problem than a real stressor. It’s just that it hadn’t really occured to me when I joined his guild that eventually we’d both be raiding on the same nights and thus on the same schedule game-wise. For tonight, since dinner is already thawed out, I’m just planning on eating with the kids at 4pm (about two hours earlier than our normal dinnertime) and letting them snack when they get hungry later one. We’ll make a plate for my husband (who doesn’t usually get home from work until just about invite time) to heat up and that will take care of tonight. But what about the rest of the week? The rest of the time I’m raiding.

Deputy Dumps Man From Wheelchair to Verify He is a Quadriplegic

The good news is that they didn’t Tase him. Video of the incident here.

Tampa, Florida – The Hillsborough Co. Sheriff’s Office held a press conference at 10:30am regarding the deputy who can be seen on video dumping a man in a wheelchair onto the ground.

They’ve announced that the deputy involved in the incident, Deputy Charlette Jones, has been relieved of her duties without pay.

Chief Deputy Joe Docobo watched the video for the first time last night and said he found himself in “disgust” and was “appalled at every level.”

Brian Sterner broke his neck almost 14 years ago and is a quadriplegic.

Sterner, who can drive, was arrested on a traffic violation. When he was booked into the Orient Road Jail last month, Sterner couldn’t believe what happened.

He says a deputy looked at him and didn’t believe he was a quadriplegic. She walked behind him, took the handles on the back of the hospital-grade wheel chair and dumped it forward.

Sterner says he tried to roll as he was going down, but hit so hard he thought he had broken two ribs. Then, while he was on the floor, deputies frisked him and tried to get him back into the chair.

Deep Space Potato Chips

Are the nuts? Don’t they know that they’re going to end up with ants shorting out the equipment?

During a break from the serious work of space station maintenance and research, Expedition 16 commander Peggy Whitson and flight engineers Yuri Malenchenko and Dan Tani snacked on the crunchy chips, sometimes as they floated on their own in the station’s orbital galley.

The scene, caught on home video and beamed down from orbit Tuesday, was oddly reminiscent of Homer Simpson’s potato chip hunt aboard a NASA space shuttle in the Simpsons episode “Deep Space Homer.” Unlike Homer, who ran into an ill-placed ant farm while chasing down chips, Whitson and her crew merely discussed potential science experiments and playfully tossed chips to one another before resuming work aboard their orbital laboratory.

(via GeekPress)

Daily Dose of Ingersoll


There was a time when the astrologer sought to read in the
stars the fate of men and nations. The astrologer has faded from
the world, but the astronomer has taken his place. There was a time
when the poor alchemist, bent and wrinkled and old, over his
crucible endeavored to find some secret by which he could change
the baser metals into purest gold. The alchemist has gone; the
chemist took his place; and, although he finds nothing to change
metals into gold, he finds something that covers the earth with
wealth. There was a time when the soothsayer and augur flourished.
After them came the parson and the priest; and the parson and the
priest must go. The preacher must go, and in his place must come
the teacher — the real interpreter of Nature. We are done with the
supernatural. We are through with the miraculous and the

Robert Green Ingersoll – “Orthodoxy”(1884)