Michael at MMOGNation got me, but I've been waiting for an intervention for months anyway:

Five Things You Might Not Know About Me:

1. I once made headline news! It was the front page of the local paper, in connection with the discovery of evidence of 'occult activity'. The expert the police called in was particularly convinced by the discovery of diboloical markings (drawn from memories of Ultima Underworld 2 spell runes) and a burnt offering (A mixture of damp charcoal from a nearby barbecue, and sweet-n-sour sauce from a Chinese takeaway). A somewhat ill-advised evenings larking about after pub kick-out. I was much younger back then of course and tend not to play Warlocks anymore - I tend to go for melee classes these days. I must be necessarily vague about the details here, as to date, the miscreant has yet to be brought to justice...

2. I was a boy scout from an early age, doing much woodscraft, knots, ornithology and other socially responsible and wholesome activities, gaining many badges and generally having all sorts of 1930s British values instilled in me which still hamper me today. This lasted until my mid-teens, when I was thrown out for my reckless use of a camping gas cylinder as an improvised flamethrower during one particular fiercely contested district camping competition. I put it down to high spirits, rather than a murderous need to WIN! Just as well really, as I was reaching the age where continued involvement in the Boy Scout Movement tends to turn somewhat sinister.

3. I am effectively a teetotaller, more through lack of opportunity and a strange kind of apathy, than any kind of principle. I am a habitual Designated Driver, in a land where public transport is often impractical and expensive, and believe that once I start drinking alone, at home, it's only a matter of time before I'm swearing incoherently at the furniture and slinging bottles at walls. Years of this abstinence have left me preferring massive and likely near-fatal amounts of coffee, to alcohol on those rare occasions when I could be drinking. This in turn has led me to the point where if I drink enough coffee, I pass through The Other Side, and find it actually makes me more sleepy, not less. All very bizarre, and quite probably meaning that Natural Causes for me, will be when my heart explosively, and very literally, leaves my chest one dull afternoon at work.

4. I once toured the US by Greyhound bus - all of it in one go. Being brought up in a very small country where you can get anywhere at all from anywhere else in less than a day, by car, gave me some rather unrealistic ideas for the itinerary, and the resulting three weeks, spent mostly on buses and in bus depots, quite possibly shaped my impressions of what an Average American is, somewhat unfairly. I do apologise for any resultant snarkiness, but in my defence, I think the final leg of the trip, where I'd run out of money, and had to stay on the bus from Salt Lake City, through to New York JFK, continuously, drove me a little insane (audio hallucinations, the lot), and I'm still not sure I've fully recovered, or ever will.

5. Despite my much bemoaned year and a half of playing on the now-departed Everquest Rallos Zek free-for-all PvP server, I only managed two kills in my entire stay. The first was an experimental ganking, short, brutal and out of nowhere, just to see what was so popular about it, and the resulting crying via tells got to me so much that I ended up giving the victim their stuff back, along with significant 'reparations', in cash. The second kill was largely accidental, brought on by me hitting a DOT button instead of a Root in a panickey attempt to flee an ambush. Man I suck, but personally, I blame it on the above mentioned psychological tampering by the Scout Association. Carebear STARE!


And I'm not going to tag anyone else, partly because at this point, pretty much everyone on the sidebar there has already been got, but mostly because the way I see it, there is no such thing as Curses and Bad Luck, merely good Slow Blog Day Material!