Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Okay, I'm Playing World Of Warcraft Again

My loyal readers (both of you) know full well about my love/hate relationship with World Of Warcraft. I'm sorry to report that I have recently fell off the wagon with the game and am back to playing. I'm not putting in more than two hours a night, and, aside from having recurring dreams about the zombie apocalypse, I have suffered no ill side effects. Recently, however, I've had to wonder why I bother, as it appears that a Taiwanese man has reportedly completed all 986 of the game's achievements. No doubt, when he did this, a portal of white light appeared and sucked him into the game itself, where he now reigns as King Of World Of Warcraft.

It's guys like him who make me think that WoW is nothing more than a mindless treadmill to nowhere. Which is okay for me in the Winter, because decreased daylight seems to shutdown my brain so much that I actually NEED some sort of mental treadmill to stay sharp. There's nothing like spamming my attack rotation over and over again during a raid to keep my mind alert. And there are occasions, like when I spent 3 hours last Saturday morning working on the Bloodsail Admiral achievement, where I think that I am little more than a tool for Blizzard.

All in all, WoW is a strange game. It would seem that the only winning move is not to play.

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