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December 9 – Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans.

2010 will be remembered as a time when I attended some dull-ass parties.  Everyone in my social circle is a certain age, the same certain age as myself.  We don't have many children among us, since I have a lot of gay friends.  So we are creeping towards senescence at an alarming speed.  I wanted to have a good time and live it up, but everyone I know is so boring.  No shenanigans were included. 

And I'm not referring to drinking or drugging, because that also bores me.  I'm talking about fun!  They all yawn and head for home at 10pm.  No one wants to play Rock Band with me or dance or jump around.  They all want to stand around tasting wine and talking about nothing.

The work parties I attended were better - especially the year-end pot luck with 40 people.  That is a lot of food and we have some damn fine cooks at work.

Let's Roll.

December 7 – Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011?

I joined a community of public-service-minded people when I started my new job.  These people are actually serious about making the city a better place to live.  It scares the crap out of me.

I also reluctantly joined the World of Warcraft community.  Mr. W and I were growing tired of playing Lord of the Rings Online, two years (!) in.  The eagerly awaited debut of DC Universe Online was a bust, it's not even up to the standards of games designed ten years ago.  So...World of Warcraft is our chosen Sunday time-sink.  It's not my favourite game but my friends and husband make it tolerable.

 

Clicking Where I Mean To Click.

Mr. W has been known to covet the latest sexy hardware.  To be fair, though, he is maintaining two gaming rigs, so there is a need to keep up.  I didn't say a word about him buying a ridiculously fancy and expensive wireless gaming mouse earlier this year because I knew my turn would come.

My turn came faster when his ass was down to no morale in LOTRO and I'm sitting there clicking wildly and shouting "Fucking MOUSE" when we are clearly attacking non-murine creatures.  My last mouse, also wireless, had serious drift issues that made things a simple as web surfing occasionally terrifying and frustrating.  Yes, a wrong click on the Internets can get one into trouble.

Mr. W has been drooling over the ad for the wireless Cooler Master Storm for about a month.  When my mouse finally started double-clicking with one click it was time to go.  The wireless version of this mouse is ridiculously expensive and hard to get in Canada but I am perfectly OK with the wired version being about $40 cheaper and giving me much more peace of mind.  Notice the coloured lights on the top and out the front?

 

Fully customizable, bitches!  (Did they see me coming or what?)  Also that totally unnecessary top display showing your res and a logo that you can customize.  It even has removable weights for those who like their mice light & loose. 

On top of the sexiness it is a delight in the hand.  Mouse shapes have changed for the better again in the last two years or so.  Maybe now I'll be able to save Mr. W's ass the next time he Leeroys on me.

Watch!

If you ever played Final Fantasy or DOA, or ever loved any fighting games, you must take 11 minutes out of your busy lives and watch this movie.  It already has 6.3M views, and I think at least 6.1M of those are mine.

Dead Fantasy II

I Also Had Chocolate Cupcakes

So it was my birthday on Sunday (I'm a true Metric System baby, born on the 10th).  I am now 35 years old, which seems to be Officially Old in the books of the world.  I have to pick the next highest in the "age group" drop-box, which in some cases lumps me in with 55-year-olds.

Do I feel old?  I do in some ways.  A day of drinking or other dissipation now requires a day of recovery; in other words, I am now too old to party on a Sunday night.

However!  I still have no grey hair, and my breasts are still pretty much where I left them at 25.  I also have no wrinkles, thanks to early sun protection.  People thought my mom was nuts when she slathered us with the crazy new "sunscreen lotion".

And what was my present?  Mr. W spent two months in some of the coldest weather in 50 years to secure a Wii just in time for this weekend.  He called every Best Buy in the city every day for that span of time.  We also got two Wii Zappers so we could play Resident Evil and shoot the shite out of zombies.  The Zapper's received many negative reviews, but let me tell you, if you're going to play any shooting games you must have one.  Sure it's just a piece of plastic but here's a thought:  a gun is designed to be aimed.  Your aim will improve with the Zapper, especially if it's as craptastic as mine.  Also it keeps your arms from wearing out from holding the Wii in the air.

Every day since I got the Wii my cow-orkers are impressed to see me returning to work.  They keep expecting me to come down with the Wii-itis, kinda like a portion of our workforce came down with the Haloitis in the fall.  So I guess I can't feel too old when I still get toys for my birthday.  I can feel old again when I wake up sore from too much jumping around.

I have the following games:

Resident Evil: The Umbrella Chronicles

Wii Sports (obviously)

Dance Dance Revolution Hottest Party (go ahead and laugh - it's fun and a workout.  I'm buying a 2nd pad for dance-offs!)

Soul Calibur Legends (the one disappointment - we may sell this one)

The Sims 2: Castaway (a strangely quiet and meditative game)

And I still want to get a couple of Mario games - I can't wait for the new version of Mario Kart.