The day I called my raid leader ugly

Jargon.  A noun.  Meaning: the technical terminology or characteristic idiom of a special activity or group sports jargon

I usually think about jargon when it comes to tech.  Most things that people who are really good with computers and such say goes right over my head.

No matter your profession though, we all have some type of Jargon we’re versed in.

Talking about the stations I listen to and have worked for over the years, when it comes to their actual formats and programming, I lose my parents when I start spouting off CHR, AC, Hot AC, etc.  They can’t follow that.  But since I’ve been around it for 12+ years, it’s second nature to me.

And it gets me in trouble.

If you didn’t catch it on stream, or here, I’m a voice artist.  I talk for a living.  A lot.  And I work a bit in radio.  Hence the format jargon above.

And this wonderful little gem from the other day.

Our raid leader, Co-GM of Warcraftier, and also fellow streamer Serickson/Serbear finally got a webcam!  Since he knows about what I do out of game (see the above) he had me check out his stream a bit to work on some of the audio levels.

I gave him some advice.  Told him to ditch the webcam mic.  And we checked back a couple days later to see where the levels were while using a different mic.  Was the balance there with the music in the background, Discord, his mic, etc.

And me…firmly situated in my audio nerd zone pops back on my mic, telling him how much better it sounds.  It all sounds great, but he could stand to be hotter.

To which Discord goes silent.

Yeah.

In my audio nerd zone, of course I’m talking about his Microphone.  The levels need to be higher for his voice to be on the same level as Discord voices.  Hotter in this case is referring to the sensitivity of the microphone.

But they don’t know that.

Very seriously I was asked if I was telling Ser that he’s ugly.

And now we have a mortified Druid.

He was a pretty good sport about it.  Still funny though.  And mortifying.  But funny.

Not a Party Girl

With my birthday coming up next week, the barrage of inquiries have started.  “What should we do for your big day?”  “Where are we eating?”  “What do you want?”  etc.

These quickly get replaced by “suggestions” of things to do, eat, etc.

And those quickly get replaced by massive amounts of exasperation over what I really want to do and my less than receptive acceptance of all the “suggestions” I’ve been given.

Sure, I bet that all sounds a little petty, but trying to make a big to-do over my birthday doesn’t really make me super excited or happy.  Because at the end of the day, when it’s all over, I’m usually sent on a guilt trip for doing anything at all.  And no matter what I pick, it isn’t really for me in the first place.

Getting a bunch of suggestions saying “We should go bowling for your birthday” or “Let’s play Mini Golf for you birthday!”  It sounds fun, but I know my dad has a bad back and always hurts after bowling.  Besides, if I go bowling, I want to do more than one game.  And no one wants to go into the arcade.  And after activities like these, it’s a lot of “That was so expensive.  Geez,” moments.

When it comes to dinner, it’s similar.  Let’s recommend all these fancy restaurants that cost a whole bunch that you would never go to in the first place, then complain about it afterwards if you do go.  I’m not really interested in the food at those places.  They’re all choices that others would rather go to and usually do frequent.  But if I suggest a place I’d like to go, I get chastised for it being a place I can always go to.  Isn’t that the point though?  It’s supposed to be my choice?  Regardless if I go there on my own?

Heck, even my choice of cake was ridiculed when I was asked what type of cake I’d like.  (Ice-cream cake over regular cake, because I don’t really like frosting, but chocolate with minimal frosting is good too.)

For the record, what I did decide to do this weekend has me pretty thrilled.  Cooking out with the family and playing Cards Against Humanity while having a few beers before band practice.

Give me great conversation, music, and fun at home rather than an extravagant outing any day.

On the Nightstand

I didn’t read much Stephen King growing up.  Which is kind of odd because his books were readily available.  My dad is a pretty big fan and it was kind of a recurring thing to rush out and get the newest release for Dad when new books came out.

To date, I’ve only read Gerald’s Game, Cycle of the Werewolf, The Girl who Loved Tom Gordon, and The Regulators (which was under a pen name.)  I don’t even think I ever finished the Green Mile.  Then again, I think I was in Junior High or something when that one was being released, so either I did and don’t remember it, or it was a bit too much for me.

There are several bookshelves full of his books in my parent’s living room.  It was always very impressive to me growing up.

And after the release of the trailer for The Gunslinger, I’m now kicking myself wondering why I didn’t read more.

True, I’m not exactly a Horror Fan.  I get really queasy with blood, gore, all of that.  Even in text form.

But the trailer looked amazing.  The story really grabbed my attention and sent me to grab a copy of book one for my Kindle.  Let’s see if I can get through a few books before the release of the movie.

Is it really necessary

PSA moment.

We’re all gamers here.  We all enjoy our games for various reasons.

And there are times we get a little to in to what we’re doing.  We get excited.  We get frustrated.  We’re in the moment and get caught up in it.

But where’s the line?  Is there one?

How about if you verbally attack someone that isn’t playing the way you play?  Especially after games have ended.

Aren’t games supposed to be fun?  Isn’t that their purpose?  Entertainment?

When did attacking other players outside of a game become acceptable?  Is that your entertainment?

It shouldn’t be.  And no, it should never be acceptable.

Let people play for fun.  Not everyone is playing with the goal of pro in mind.  Some people are playing to blow off steam.  To relax.  To, /gasp, have fun.  What a novel concept, right?

If and when someone upsets you in game, or isn’t performing to your standards/playing on your level, take a breath first and realize that if you go after another player in and out of game, that act is worse than one or two bad matches in a video game.  And it says a heck of a lot more about your lack of character than theirs if you follow through with being a dick out of game.

We’re all gamers.  Let’s be good to each other, okay?

❤ Scruffy

Funky Funks

You’d think the last week would have led to some good writing but instead, I’ve just had funky dreams that have amazing scenarios but no story to go with them and a week of unexplained down trodden emotions.

Also a giant lack of motivation that I’m still not sure has made a full return yet.

I think I started to snap out of it last night, so maybe I can get back on track.  Maybe it’s because I haven’t been doing as much yoga as I should be?

What are your go to tricks to get out of a funk?

Poetry Corner: Burning Bridges

Burning Bridges

I will stand at the edge of the bridge
holding a pack of matches
just shy of an eternity
dealing out second chance after second chance.

But when enough is enough,
I’ve been pushed too far,
And that line as been crossed again,
For the last time,
I won’t just burn the bridge down.
I’ll torch every construction company
and search and rescue crews
To ensure that there’s no hope of coming back
from that pile of rubble we’ve created between us.