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Yes indeed. It is exactly 2 years ago today that I registered the RD.net domain name. The site has changed tremendously since then, obviously. When I first registered the site all I had was the crappy page I had moved over to fief.org from angelfire. Mmmm…terrible. For a long time rd.net was nothing more than a forward via my domain registrar to my site on fief.org. Since the move away from fief.org last year, site traffic has increased by…a lot.

Here are the site figures for March of 2004. Thanks for everyone who came by and read my little corner of the web. Looking forward to having fun here a whole lot longer than two years.

Mar 2004
Unique visitors - 2683
Number of visits - 5428
Pages - 21562
Hits - 43934
Bandwidth - 944.40 MB

Search Keyphrases
cormyr map - 49 - 2.2 %
bluetooth specification - 46 - 2.1 %
darwin s finches - 34 - 1.5 %

Add to favorites (estimated) 116 / 2683 Visitors

Last night Katie, Erik, Joe, Abby, and I went to a Great Big Sea concert (be warned, their site has music). It kicked the proverbial ass. They were in an extremely good mood and I think were very surprised at the turnout for a Monday night concert. They have a new album out (the reason they’re touring) and so they played a goodly number of songs off of that album. They were all very good, going to need to pick that up at some point. The reason that I (and from the shouts, the rest of the crowd) was there, though, was for the oldies. Some of the songs from their set list (in no order):

• General Taylor
• End of the World as we Know it
• Ordinary Day
• Beat the Drum
• Sea of No Cares
• Mari Mac
• Consequence Free
• I’m a Rover
• When I’m Up (I can’t get down)
• The Old Black Rum
• Rant and Roar
• The Night Pat Murphy Died
• Chemical Worker’s Song

As I said, they were in a really good mood, and were quite quite funny. Best quote of the evening:

“So, you heard it here first, folks. Sean McCann, he’s not gay; He likes the boobies.”

Afterwards we hit up Old Chicago for food and stayed out waaay too late. Awesome night.

Puzzle Pirates pwn.

Another forgettable day at work. Shocker, huh?

After work Katie and I went over to Alan’s. He cooked! We had some nummy fried rice, and snagged some Cold Stone ice cream. We watched Casablanca with Erich and Vivian. That is such a truly excellent movie. Every single time I watch that movie it gets better.

After the movie, Alan and I retired to Azeroth. Don’t tell Alan, but he’s hooked like a gaffed fish. Mwhahahaha!

Tomorrow we’re going to be hitting up Chili’s and seeing a movie. I don’t know which one yet. Elijah is going to be in town tomorrow! Hoooray!

I have a moment now that I’m done with lunch, so I thought I’d fill you in a bit on my Wow experience beyond what I’ve relayed in my Beta journals. Right now I’m primarily playing Grodin, a dwarven warrior. He specializes in 1H Axe/Sheild combat, and he’s currently level 14. I’ve got him as a miner/blacksmith for tradeskills, but I’ve been so happy with questing and mob-slaying that I haven’t given my tradeskilling the attention I would like to. I have a ton of ore sitting in my pack, though, so next time I make it to a forge I’m going to be working on a lot of pieces of armor. Grodin is currently campaigning in the area west of the Elwynn Forest, known as Westfall. Westfall is a creepy rural area with dead crops and dried ground as far as the eye can see. It’s designed for characters from the early to late teens, with the dungeon known as the DeadMines being a big draw for characters even later than that.

Besides Grodin, I’m exploring the other classes and races as well. I have a Night Elf Preist named Daereass and a human magess named Andreya. Neither of them are above level 7…Grodin is my boy, after all.

Last night I spent the short amount of time I spent playing putting together some stew. A woman in one of the dilapidated farms near the northern edge of westfall wanted my help in gathering the ingredients for a stew of her own design. And what a delicious sounding stew it was! The ingredients were: 3 Murloc Eyes (Murlocs are weird little fish-people), 3 Goretusk Snouts (big boars), 3 chucks of stringy vulture meat, and 3 handfuls of okra. Mmmm….does a body good.

This week at work = Horrible beyond imagining.

This week in World of Warcraft = Going pretty well. Grodin is level 14, and assuming that I can get the Gallery fixed I should have lots and lots of shiny pictures for you.

This week in Writing = Busy.

I am attempting to retain my sanity as I go screaming over the edge of the abyss. Wish me luck!

This doesn’t help my sanity. I’ll miss you, Mr. Edwards.

This weekend has passed in a haze of WoW and sickness. I think I’m finally over whatever I had…I hope.

Anyway, WoW is pretty kickass. You’re going to hear me running my mouth about it a lot, and I have a ton of new screens for the gallery.

The gallery…which as I’m sure you’ve seen needs help! I’m going to work with my host to get that fixed ASAP…the reason those errors are showing up is because, in moving my files over to the new server they changed the permissions on them. So now Gallery is flipping out.

Fish Fry this Friday for Brian’s birthday, I think, and next Monday Katie, Erik, Joe, Abby, Ben, and myself are heading to Luther’s Blues for a Great Big Sea show. Otherwise I’m just scrambling to get caught up. Froog.