So, it was a weekend of one videogame (where I beat up a lot of criminals and probably have a lawsuit coming my way from various supervillains) and another (where I shot so many orcs, trolls, undead and cow-men that I was made a knight) and hot dogs and steak and barbecue sandwiches and soda and generally goofing off. So, naturally, I overslept on Tuesday.
And in other great news, the black widow population of Hesperia has finally found our home. After accidentally sticking my hand into a web this spring, I’ve been dreading this day. Somehow, poisonous snakes back east seem less threatening than teeny tiny spiders with non-fatal venom.
My baby brother Joel turned 34 this weekend. But he’s still not too big for me to kick his butt!
The New York Times calls World of Warcraft “a game that is easy for casual players to understand and feel successful in, while including enough depth to engross serious gamers, who may play a game like World of Warcraft for 30 hours a week or more.” The article discusses whether having the first mass market MMORPG is helping the market, by bringing lots of new players into the MMORPG genre, or hurting it, by snapping the necks of its weaker competitors. I have to say I think it’s a good thing — and if bad games don’t find audiences, stop making bad games. Good games will survive, and have. (BugMeNot NY Times ID and password: abracadabra605, pentape)
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so what happens if a black widow bites you? How serious is it? How much time to react? WHAT DO YOU DOOOOOO!?!?!?
Comment by Robbo — September 7, 2005 @ 15:01
After my incident with the Black Widows In the Box in the spring, I asked around about this. Apparently, untreated, it causes paralysis of the area bitten, up to losing control of a large portion of your body temporarily.
Having said that, the Star is in the same shopping center/strip mall as my HMO, and they have an urgent care facility right here. If I were bitten, at work or at home (home is a mile away, tops), I’d just go there and likely have a cool swelling and bandage, and a story to tell.
On the other hand, if the 20 year old (now almost completely blind) cat got bitten by one, it’d be the end for her almost immediately, especially as she’s gotten very lightweight, in the way that little old ladies do. (Strangely, she’s totally cool about being blind, which just shows that cats are a lot more chill than humans.)
Comment by Beau — September 7, 2005 @ 15:43