Resolutions
Over the past week, my wife called a family meeting to discuss what we plan to do over the next year. What this means is she wants a plan. I am not terribly big on plans for life, although I think she may be on to something this time.
Since November 24, 2004 I have been an avid World of Warcraft player. I have a level 60 mage, level 53 paladin and multiple level 20 somethings. I have spent hours upon days playing these characters, levelling up, and building reputation with other races. To some of you this might seem Palauan (a lauguage of a small country of islands in the north Pacific), but to the avid WoW player, there is extensive time and effort included in each character. Since becoming a blogger...my name is John... I am an addict...I have found that there are actually other humans out there. I also realize that the last year of gaming was a complete waste of time and money ($15/month). After all, that 15 bucks could be my next turkey sandwich!
Therefore, as my first resolution for the new year, I am shutting down my World of Warcraft account. Whew, thats almost like admitting alcoholism. I only drink on occasion...like now...I came home early today. Err, where was I? Oh yeah, shutting down the game will probably make my work life more uncomfortable due to the fact my boss is the person who introduced it to me. I sometimes think if we aren't totally with him then we are against him. Whether it be someone playing a game, or managing a network with billions of dollars in transactions per month, you need to be thinking like he does.
My second resolution is to become more social. If any of you have read previous posts, you may have remembered one about bowling. Well, I am joining a bowling league. I pretty much suck at bowling, but with a handicap, I may be able to put on some pressure. I want to live life again. I have been in hiding since we moved to Illinois. I am ready to interact. Besides bowling, I am thinking I will join some civic organization. Not really sure which one, but they all help people as whole. I will have to review. I don't want to get caught up in one of those wear a hood or fez over your head type of organizations. The hood would just be contrary to my ancestry and the fez is just a stupid looking hat. After all, (in my best queer eye for the straight guy voice) it is all about fashion right?
Lastly, because I don't want to go overboard with things I may not be able to keep, I want to travel again. There was one time in Virginia that my wife, Avery and I went to breakfast at the local Bob Evans. After, we decided to go for a ride around D.C. We drove through D.C. and ended up on Baltimore Washington Parkway. BW Parkway is a pretty ride and we were enjoying the time together. So we talked until we were to Wilmington, Delaware where Andi asked, "where are we?" To which I replied "Wilmington." For all of those people who think New England is a state (another previous post), Wilmington is directly across the river from New Jersey on I-95. She then shocked me by asking "how far are we from New York?"
Now you have to understand, my wife has never been a traveller. I love driving and discovering new places. She never did that. I knew she had never seen New England, so to rectify that, I was thinking Portland, Maine would be a good stop.
My reply back to her was "about 3 hours." To my surprise, she agreed to continue on. She doesn't realize how small the northeastern states are. So after crusing through the big city, we end up in Connecticut. By the way, what do you call people from Connecticut? People from Virginia are Virginians. Texas has Texans. I digress. So as we hit Hartford, we decide lunch/dinner would be good and we may want to buy some clothes since we brought nothing but a diaper bag. We eat, hit Target for clothes and toiletries and continue. At night's fall while hunting for a hotel, we realize it is a holiday weekend. Most hotels are booked. We were able to get into Eastland Park Hotel and slept. We took the long way back through Rhode Island. My wife, Avery and I all had a great time. We vowed to take the other kids on the same trip and add a stop at the Mohegan Sun the next time. Both trips were great. I miss that. My wife complains about me just driving us all over the country, but secretly, I think she likes it. Last year we took a road trip to Milwaukee.
This year, I want to take her on a train ride to... maybe...hmm, Where's my map and dartboard?
Edit: People from Connecticut are called Connecticutians. What about Massachusetts?
Since November 24, 2004 I have been an avid World of Warcraft player. I have a level 60 mage, level 53 paladin and multiple level 20 somethings. I have spent hours upon days playing these characters, levelling up, and building reputation with other races. To some of you this might seem Palauan (a lauguage of a small country of islands in the north Pacific), but to the avid WoW player, there is extensive time and effort included in each character. Since becoming a blogger...my name is John... I am an addict...I have found that there are actually other humans out there. I also realize that the last year of gaming was a complete waste of time and money ($15/month). After all, that 15 bucks could be my next turkey sandwich!
Therefore, as my first resolution for the new year, I am shutting down my World of Warcraft account. Whew, thats almost like admitting alcoholism. I only drink on occasion...like now...I came home early today. Err, where was I? Oh yeah, shutting down the game will probably make my work life more uncomfortable due to the fact my boss is the person who introduced it to me. I sometimes think if we aren't totally with him then we are against him. Whether it be someone playing a game, or managing a network with billions of dollars in transactions per month, you need to be thinking like he does.
My second resolution is to become more social. If any of you have read previous posts, you may have remembered one about bowling. Well, I am joining a bowling league. I pretty much suck at bowling, but with a handicap, I may be able to put on some pressure. I want to live life again. I have been in hiding since we moved to Illinois. I am ready to interact. Besides bowling, I am thinking I will join some civic organization. Not really sure which one, but they all help people as whole. I will have to review. I don't want to get caught up in one of those wear a hood or fez over your head type of organizations. The hood would just be contrary to my ancestry and the fez is just a stupid looking hat. After all, (in my best queer eye for the straight guy voice) it is all about fashion right?
Lastly, because I don't want to go overboard with things I may not be able to keep, I want to travel again. There was one time in Virginia that my wife, Avery and I went to breakfast at the local Bob Evans. After, we decided to go for a ride around D.C. We drove through D.C. and ended up on Baltimore Washington Parkway. BW Parkway is a pretty ride and we were enjoying the time together. So we talked until we were to Wilmington, Delaware where Andi asked, "where are we?" To which I replied "Wilmington." For all of those people who think New England is a state (another previous post), Wilmington is directly across the river from New Jersey on I-95. She then shocked me by asking "how far are we from New York?"
Now you have to understand, my wife has never been a traveller. I love driving and discovering new places. She never did that. I knew she had never seen New England, so to rectify that, I was thinking Portland, Maine would be a good stop.
My reply back to her was "about 3 hours." To my surprise, she agreed to continue on. She doesn't realize how small the northeastern states are. So after crusing through the big city, we end up in Connecticut. By the way, what do you call people from Connecticut? People from Virginia are Virginians. Texas has Texans. I digress. So as we hit Hartford, we decide lunch/dinner would be good and we may want to buy some clothes since we brought nothing but a diaper bag. We eat, hit Target for clothes and toiletries and continue. At night's fall while hunting for a hotel, we realize it is a holiday weekend. Most hotels are booked. We were able to get into Eastland Park Hotel and slept. We took the long way back through Rhode Island. My wife, Avery and I all had a great time. We vowed to take the other kids on the same trip and add a stop at the Mohegan Sun the next time. Both trips were great. I miss that. My wife complains about me just driving us all over the country, but secretly, I think she likes it. Last year we took a road trip to Milwaukee.
This year, I want to take her on a train ride to... maybe...hmm, Where's my map and dartboard?
Edit: People from Connecticut are called Connecticutians. What about Massachusetts?
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