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Those famous and re-assuring last words uttered by none other than Superman, at the end of Superman Returns, resonated so strongly with me that it invigorated and re-energized my fondness for my childhood hero.  Part of why I decided to (eventually) become a journalist was because I saw, as a child, that Superman, when he wasn’t Superman at that particular moment, was a good guy journalist.  I thought to myself, wow, even when he’s not being Superman, he’s still a good guy in his “off hours”.  I was about five years old at the time, not too long after the first Superman movie was released, and that image of good-guy Clark Kent struck me and shaped my future.

I never get tired of watching Superman movies, and to answer your next question, Christopher Reeve was the best at it.  It always thrusts me into that dream world where I think I can actually save the world from itself.  Perhaps that’s why I chose to be a journalist, was because I know I can’t be Superman, but I can do the next best thing, and that is, to be a journalist.

Of course, there is that other reason to be a Superman wannabe, and that notion came just after Superman took Lois Lane for a ride in the very first Superman; in 1978.  That feeling that you could really WOW a girl so much that she would worship the ground you walked on just the effect Superman had on Lois.  Right after Superman grabbed Lois by the waist, the squeel she gave, and the thrust that sent the two of them into the air for their whirlwind night of flying around Metropolis.  Damn!
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I don’t know many girls who wouldn’t be wowed by that!  Superman definitely fits in with my alter ego, the shining white knight.  Along the way, I have felt that my alter ego has taken a back seat, and sometimes I think he took a permanent vacation.  I guess that’s why I like to watch the Superman movies now and again, just to remind myself of that guy that I so long to be the perfect example of.  Even the most astute of society’s best and brightest would fall short of Superman’s example.  He is, after all, the perfect man.  If one is human, how can one possibly be perfect in any way?  But isn’t that why those of us who haven’t given up, keep trying to be like him?  Perhaps it is the road to perfection and not necessarily the end result to perfection, that we all want?  So many questions.  To adequately answer any of these questions, one might have answered the impossible question.  And that is, why can’t I be perfect?  We’ll probably never know, but, I’m gonna keep trying to be a super man!

 

So I checked my e-mail today and discovered another nine (notice the usage of CP (Canadian Press) style there) comments were left on my blog; with 98% of them being genuine and useful comments; for a grand total of 72 comments being posted from people from four different countries.  Of course, the other 2% were bots obviously using my blog to shamelessly advertise everything from their own sites to various XXX sites that apparently, I cannot live without.  Meh, what can you do right?  The nature of the Internet (NOT that lame-ass term, Inter-WEB) is such that, if you allow the good, you must inexorably, allow the bad; ie freaky sex sites, medicinal cure-alls, etc.

So I am now feeling this overwhelming sense of obligation to fill in more blog entries to my loyal fan-base, but the funny thing is, I really want to.  I must be a writer huh?  Perish the thought!  So I am actually doing something that I want to do here?  Fer fuck sakes, why didn’t I realize this EIGHTEEN YEARS AGO!  I hate to bring in a really old and pathetic cliche, but yeah, better late than never.  Now after you’ve forgiven me for that brutal cliche, I will now attempt to demonstrate the so-called “Journalist” persona of which I have now co-opted as one of my own personality traits.

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Mel, you may have gone bat-shit crazy over the past couple of years but I’m still a fan baby.  I’m a firm believer of “current deeds do not undo past accomplishments.”  Hell, if I didn’t believe in that, then I can kiss good-bye any career in Journalism that I might want because I have made one or two mistakes in this life.  Needless to say, this budding Journalist isn’t too old for this shit, and I’m gonna keep hammering away baby.

Do you ever get that feeling where you want to kick your own ass because you discover something awesome that actually happened quite a while ago and then you say to yourself, “I could have use that feeling of awesomeness then more than now.”  I am of course referring to the realization that my old favourite band Poets Of The Fall (POTF) is still pumping out awesome music after their initial awesome tune from the 3D Mark ’05 benckmarking computer software system, aptly named, Lift (below).

POTF is a Finnish band, founded in 2003, comprised of Marko Saaresto (lead vocals), Olli Tukiainen (lead guitar) and Markus “Captain” Kaarlonen (keyboards, production).  Their new video, Cradled In Love, released March 3 of this year, is featured below.

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Of course, their most awesome video of all time was released six years ago called Carnival Of Rust (below).

Hence, that feeling of, why the fuck didn’t I know about this then?  HUH?!  HMMM?!  YEAH WHAT?!  Anyways, suffice it to say that I’m glad I know it’s there for my listening pleasure.  These fellas deserve everything short of the world for their contribution to the world of music, especially for putting Finland on the map.  Let the ass-kicking begin and hopefully in the future I won’t be missing out on anything else kewl.  In my defense, I don’t live anywhere near Finland, much as I yearn to.  Not being in close proximity with the music scene in Europe will sometimes yield painful consequences such as missing awesome shit from both Sweden (my country) and Finland.  Perhaps, one day…

I woke up today to find that 10 more people have left comments on my Carl’s Blogosphere, for a total of 46 comments left by people just like you from all over the globe.  People from India, Pakistan, Malaysia, Great Britain and Africa, have all left comments on this site, (thanks to my Google Analytics plugin and analysis site).  Mostly good, but only a couple bad and a couple more were BOTS attempting to co-opt some free advertising linkage.  I can smell a BOT a friggin’ mile away so BE WARNED!  LOL.  Anyways, I guess I shouldn’t let my fans down and post something else hummm?

On my way home today from journalism school, I found an incredible Photo Op that anyone with a pulse would be stupid to pass up.  An entire train load of wind turbine propellers being transported to God-knows-where, (all I can say is that it was headed east, since the end of the train was right there in front of me, and the below photo was me heading west.)

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     Incredible huh?  I had never been so close to such a single massive item before being transported via rail-car.  I used to work with rail-cars on a daily basis, and although I worked with the tanker-type rail-cars full of dangerous petro-chemicals, I still have an idea of how big a deal this is.  Below is the full view of the entire train length as far as my camera lens could see.

     Kind of an incredible opportunity to catch this right?  Fuck ya!  Anyways, after my initial wonderment at this incredible phenomenon, I was left reeling from it and I just had to tell someone.  Good thing I have this blog (I totally hate that word, blog, as it cheapens finely crafted writing skill) to tell y’all this.  So take it or leave it, but I hope you enjoy reading this shit as much as I did writing it.

Personally I think that Ian Tyson is a stand-up guy and it seems rightly fitting that he should lead the parade this year. The thing is, his star power isn’t what it used to be and perhaps we need someone who doesn’t look so broken down and tired out like our ol’ boy Ian Tyson.

Historically, the stampede parade marshal privilege is usually given to those with a little more, shall we say, star power? Personally, I would have like to have seen Christopher Reeve (rest in peace buddy) lead the parade when he did in 1993.
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But instead we get Mr. Grainy Voice and apparently he doesn’t take too kindly to Journalist types. That’s gonna be a problem for my fellow journalist brethren. Meh, let’s face it, there aren’t many famous people types who actually like us.

So good luck Ian, let’s hope you don’t get a pie in the face. LOL

I’ve dreamed of playing some kind of part of the greatest magazine that has ever graced the newstands… PC Gamer.  From 1993 and on PC Gamer has been such a huge part of my life that it seems like I can’t remember what I did without it.  And although PC Gamer was only founded “recently” in 1993, (I’m really dating myself here), it wasn’t my first love of video game-type magazines.

Gamepro was definitely the first game mag I ever loved.  It had a charm all its own and it was around for the longest time until the massive conglomerate of PC World gobbled it up.  ‘Twas a sad day indeed as PC World fully integrated it into its own collection of crappy magazines and half-baked ideas.  Gamepro was by far the most visual of all the magazines because it really went out of its way to really WOW the reader.  Pictures left, right and center, tips and tricks about every game out there, etc.  And although it focused almost exclusively on console gaming, that was really the shit back then (around the 80s and 90s).  PC gaming hadn’t really developed a respectable following yet, nor did it have many games to offer that could really compete with the likes of Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis, Turbografx-16, (which was manufactured by NEC) and all of their predecessors and successors.

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So then PC Gamer came along in 1993 and completely switched around my priorities!  PC Games started getting cooler and cooler, which then begand to seriously overtake the gaming market and leave the console revolution behind.  But make no mistake, PC gaming wouldn’t be where it is today without console gaming to really drive innovation and graphics excellence.  We must all be appreciative of that.  However, like the dinosaur, the console market is becoming extinct and thus therein lies the problem.  As much as I loathe console gaming now, I do not want to see it disappear.  It remains a very important part of my past and it would be a shame for it to simply be “deleted” from our minds as a venerable force to be reckoned with.

For now, I shall enjoy that which has come out ahead of the pack… PC games baby!

So I’m liking the life of a Journalist so far since I finally decided to get my ass in gear and actually pursue this thing. Aside from certain variables that threatened to de-rail this entire thing, I have decided to adopt a write-or-die-trying philosophy. Of course, I’m not at all saying that I’m guaranteed to be successful at it, but at this point I would settle for being a moderately successful writer, because it’s better than not writing at all. It’s a strange thing with me and I can only describe it as a pressure valve that needs to be constantly released or else the engine room will blow up. Since writing, at least in an honest way, is all about conveying emotions and a feeling, those emotions apparently build up over time inside of me and as I mentioned, I need to have that release, or else.

After all of the writing that I have done just in the last six months alone I have concluded that writing, for me, is absolutely therapeutic. It heals to a certain extent, and clears the mind of the expression that wells up inside of me like a high pressure gas well. If that expression doesn’t find a voice, then my own psyche will revolt on me. I can also compare it going through life with a gun to my head. If I write, no problem, but if I don’t, then lookout. I guess it has come to a head with me and my psyche because at this point, my bottle is full and can’t hold anymore so the pressure must be released somehow, someway.
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That’s right. A whore. I call myself that because I thought I would never again go back to the shit-fest that was online-play-with-complete-strangers-who-don’t-care. It just feels cheap to be at it again boy I tell ya. Like a guilty pleasure, Blizzard Entertainment’s cash cow World of Warcraft (WoW) has once again filled a part of me that had in the past, satisfied a need to excel at something and be the best at it. But isn’t that why we play computers games anyways? More on that in future BLOGs.

After a year’s hiatus from the game that I devoted a massive share of my online life to since 2006, I re-activated my account and dusted off the cobwebs in my brain to recall how to play my nine characters. Yeah, that’s right, nine different toons in WoW. Hey! What can I say? I was a chronic WoW player. These nine characters are Xatrixius, a level 85 Holy/Retribution Paladin, Claevius, a level 73 Protection Warrior, Malaevius, a level 85 Marksman/Survival Hunter, Benedictius a level 85 Holy/Shadow Priest, Octaevius, a level 85 Destruction Warlock, Quaesius, a level 82 Fire Mage, Arthasius, a level 85 Blood/Frost Death Knight, Bovarius, a level 74 Feral Druid and finally Dantavius, a level 14 Combat Rogue. WHEW! I must admit, it is mind boggling to think that I actually leveled up ALL of those toons to mostly level 85 although of course there are a couple that are quite low still. Talk about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder eh? Damn!

Anyways, during that time I had been playing RIFT, another awesome Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game (MMORPG) that caught my attention during its own launch about a year ago. I was taken immediately with RIFT in the same fashion that I was immediately taken with WoW. RIFT has been largely described as WoW 2.0. And it really was, it was almost as if someone had stolen the source code to WoW, given it a huge graphics upgrade, taken out all the crap that was in WoW (yes, there were bad elements in that almost-perfect game), gave the concept a massive overhaul and then called it RIFT. But alas, there weren’t enough dedicated players on my server (and two others) to create a consistent raiding team to raid in RIFT. Partly because RIFT made it too easy for players to transfer servers; it was free and immediate. If you didn’t like the population on one server then move! Why not? Of course everyone and his dog did the same thing and pretty soon even the populated servers became ghost towns. So much for raiding, which is the thing that happens after you max out your characters levels, in this case for RIFT, level 50.

Which brings me back to WoW. Of course, I’m in a guild that is at least level 25 although raiding may not be an option. We’ll see. It was good though to see old friends that were still playing the game. My friends list after 5 years of playing got to be pretty huge and most were still playing WoW. To my surprise though the Deathwing encounter has been released as well as some new Heroics in the Hour Of Twilight patch that are pretty fun to play. A new transmorgrification option exists now so that you can make your armour and weapons look like other, kewler looking armour and weapons for a hefty gold fee. An ingenious option although, in my opinion, this represents the bastardization of the game in order to simply please the masses in a shameless corporate way. A new Void bank allows you to store even more useless shit, but there are far too many restrictions to make it worth anyone’s while. Enchants and gems are stripped, and a fee for every single item stored I thought was yet another shameless, corporate money grab to make players spend even more time that they shouldn’t need to, in order to build up the massive amount of gold you’ll need to even use the Void banks. Disgusting.

It’s interesting though in a final note, to see that Blizzard didn’t learn a damn thing from the very reason that caused me and about 1.2 million players to leave the game in 2011 in pursuit of something else. The healing mechanics. Healing was an enormous bitch to work through because it put so much pressure on healers to heal any group in a heroic or even a raid. Haste was destroyed, mana pools was destroyed, healing spell costs were jacked up friggin’ sky high and mana regen (mana-per-5 seconds or MP5) was pathetic. The game had become needlessly irritating and painful in some cases because healers became the bitches of WoW. In that, healers were constantly barking at other players to “stop-standing-in-the-fire” (a cliche in WoW), to use more crowd control (CC) and we were constantly pissing on tanks for not having the proper gear/spec for tanking.

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The stink from the players got so high that Ghostcrawler, the head honcho Dev at Blizzard, released a patch that gave us all a “buff” as soon as we walked into any Heroic to “help” us with higher stats to our characters. Was that supposed to help or piss us all off? Christ, he even released an entry into the WoW Forums with the headline “WoW! Dungeons are hard!” The reaction was resonating and immediate. Bye bye asshole Dev! Hello RIFT! (or whatever your chosen MMO replacement was) And with that approx. 1.1 million players made it clear to Ghostcrawler and every other prick at Blizz that we weren’t happy with his attitude OR the fucking over that WoW received since the Wrath of the Lich King expansion.

That was also part of the problem. Wrath was such a huge success that Blizz enjoyed the highest number of players to ever be playing a single game at any given moment. At its peak, during Wrath in 2010, WoW had 12 million players playing every single day, or at least every week. Just to give you an idea, that’s approx. $156,000,000 that Blizz was raking in every single month! 12 million * $13 a month. When WoW lost approx. 1.1 million players over the course of 2011, that was a financial hit of approx. $15,000,000 per month! So what was Blizz’s response? They laid off 150 software engineers and their press core was working overtime trying to find a reason to bring back such a huge amount of money. And what was Blizz’s long term plan? Push the release of the Deathwing (the big bad-ass of the Cataclysm expansion pack) encounter and announce the next expansion pack concept; Mist of Pandaria. In a word? PATHETIC. Pandas as our next character type? Someone punch me in the face. There is nothing cool about Pandas, least of all to make them some sort of monk-like copy with lame-ass and literal hand-to-hand combat abilities.

Some think that Blizz is going for broke and trying to romance China into allowing WoW back into their borders by appeasing the giant that is China with something that resembles their culture type. Pandas AND martial arts? How could anyone NOT see this as nothing more than a desperate money grab. Just think, another billion players to add to Blizz’s roster of money sucked fools all paying their $13 a month too hmmmmm?

So much for the love of the game. And Blizz had the gaming formula down so well. Fun heroics, WITH challenging achievements, same for raids, variety, quick raiding that was Trial of the Champion (ToC), and did I mention F-U-N? All that was pissed out the window when Cataclysm hit.

Time will tell I guess. WoW has been a fixation and will be again, but this time we’re gonna keep a lip on the OCD and play the game again because it’s fun, not because I need a fix… or something like that.

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