Yesterday I pulled the PAINT card, and the DRAW card.

Stumped on what to paint, I started doodling a Tyrannosaurus, but it turned into a dragon. Still in progress as I write this, but it may be finished by the time YOU read it. That’s the beautiful time-travel of writing. I am speaking to you from the past.

In nerdy news, I learned that Icecrown Citadel will be a five man fight. This makes me happy, since getting a swipe at Arthas was kind of my reason to start playing the darn game. I used to go as far north in Winterspring or Eastern Plaguelands as I could and look mournfully at the hills, gripping my mace in frustration. “Someday,” I’d mutter under my breath, “you’re going DOWN.”

Since I have had crap luck with raids in the past, learning the Lich King is a five man fight was a good day.

Pandora.com is going to get real tired of me. I’ve kept a browser window open for about three days straight. When I first typed that last sentence, I wrote “I kept a window open for three days” and I realized someone might think I was talking about a real window. But did you? Have computers become so second nature that when you hear or read the word “window” you think of a screen, or the traditional hole in a wall?

I have a lot more to add, but I’m trying to keep these entries down from novel size. Today, I drew WRITE and DRAW. I’ll be working on Tales of Auli, the new revision.