I know there are plenty more excellent bloggers, I know because I read them every day.
My usual blog day begins with ensuring my post is ready, checking comments and reading the Mage blogs, after that it’s on to all the other blogs. Sure there’s a priority list amongst them too. For the Horde is usually one of the 1st I visit after the Mage blogs are done and dusted, but there have been two exceptions to this rule.
Forbearance and before that OOM.
Neither of them are Mage blogs, but they were always my 1st read. I recently mentioned to Jong that I realized that the feedreader on my iPhone was stuck on one blog… Forbearance.
When I woke up in the morning, I checked my stats, then checked out Forbearance, even though I risked spitting my fresh hot coffee across the kitchen.
So what made them different?
Nearly all their posts contained an element of fail. Not in the Woe is Me sense, more in the what a nub sense.
Usually the nub was another, easy target. Often however, the target was themselves. One of my favorites was when Jong was owned, not by any uber Gnome Mage… No, by his father.
They presented in such a way that you knew that their insane fail was going to be followed by…
Shirt ripping, chest thumping, boss intimidating win!
These weren’t blogs that concerned themselves so much with the strategies of winning. Tearing shirts and throwing dirty panties are not the tactics you will find on tankspot.
No, these were spiritual wins. The sort that would float through the back of your mind after the 3rd wipe, when three people leave the raid. That’s when the thought would come…
How would Jong handle this?
That’s when this squishy little Mage pushes past the Tankadin, casts aside the Tank and gives the boss the finger!
Jong recently pondered out loud about his lack of DPSadin mechanics posts. Luckily he came to his senses real fast.
We, his readers, didn’t want to know about positioning (apart from appropriate distance from other Belfs), or rotations (apart from the graceful pirouettes he performed while T-bagging a boss).
The only mechanics we cared about were how many buttons must pop from your shirt while hollering at your monitor to ensure the maximum performance of your toon.
More LEET less noob
These folk were/are leet.
Not in the I have T8 and I can run laps of Dalaran sense.
Not in the I have a mammoth and I can hide the mailbox sense.
No, they were leet because there was no challenge too great.
Hodir… A toy for Jong’s enjoyment.
Gevlon’s balls, a toy for Jong’s boots.
No one, in game or out, was a match for their awesomeness and they weren’t afraid to express this, publicly and for our enjoyment.
They presented win stories in a way that Gevlon will never be able to do.
I’m a nice Gnome.
I think I went 10 months before I felt the need to inject a swear word in my posts, just cause I didn’t think I needed it.
I’m a naughty Gnome.
Yes, the non-pc does occasionally give me a chuckle. Especially when there is no real target, or the target is themselves. I know I get perverse pleasure out of…
He won’t go there, surely he won’t go there… Ohh he did go there… Hehehe
Most bloggers write carefully, dodging any offense whether intended or not. I’m not talking the Gevlon “I will call you M&S and don’t care if you never come back“, I mean the, “I will write like I have had too many beers with my mates and this is for their ears only… But I’m going to record it and share it with the world. ”
Ultimately the thing that gave OOM and Forbearance No. 1 priority in my blog reading schedule was I was guaranteed a laugh.
Sometimes wrong, rarely Mage oriented, always funny.
So in an effort to find the appropriate method of saluting Jong I offer a macro.
/kick to the nuts
/run like the squishy Gnome I am
PS: if you are thinking of blogging like Jong, or already blog like Jong, drop me a line…
WTB new Jong!
Gnomer and Out!
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