World of Geekcraft
Every time I think I’m a giant World of Warcraft geek (although, to be fair, I should get a bye on being called a geek for this, since my name is in the credits, somewhat inexplicably), someone comes along and shows me what real geekery looks like. If nothing else, pick something better to cook than Westfall Stew. Beer Basted Boar Ribs, for instance, aren’t geeky at all, yum.
I am also not geeky enough (or, probably, not young enough), to have the least bit of interest in the World of Warcraft collectable card game. In fact, I’m old enough to view the merger of baseball/collector cards with playing cards with vague suspicion. (Of course, if the in-game goodies are really cool, all bets are off.)
I am, however, geeky enough to seriously consider going to BlizzCon in Anaheim. Of course, I’d be compelled to wear my Warcraft III launch shirt given to Blizzard staff when the game hit shelves back in 2002 or my World of Warcraft shirt we wore to E3 for the newly announced game and sow misinformation.
OK, maybe not. We’ll see.
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