 Comedy: July 13, 2016 Issue [#7726] |
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This week: Getting GoT! Edited by: Ẃeβ࿚ẂỉԎḈĥ  
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I’m going to make this Newsletter brief, because if you haven’t noticed all hell is breaking loose on WDC. Yes, I’m talking about
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Hello folks! Welcome to another, albeit rushed edition of the Comedy Newsletter. I don’t know how it happened, but I took the nibble, then was caught, hook line sinker and me, rushing through the waters at warp speed.
It all started quite innocently, you see. I asked one question, “Are there any teams representing the “White Walkers” on the Game of Thrones? I think they are grossly unrepresented!”
Well, what started off as a supposedly humorous query, then ended up as brand new “House” in the Games, the White Walkers. It’s an honor to lead such a courageous group of ice cold, scary dead warriors. I don’t really know how it happened, though. For fun, I advertised on the Newsfeed, for anyone interested in joining the team. I was amazed! Members were dying to get onto the team.  Before I knew it, our team was filled and a new banner made to seal the deal.
Now that I’m buried in battles, I know I wouldn’t have the time to write this, thus you are reading my future by the time the newsletter hits the site in real time. (I will revisit this in August -- when I’m sane again.) In the meantime, I’d like to share with you what it’s like during the days leading up to the Games, which is where I am right now as I write this. 
I have rapid-fired questions at poor Creeper Of The Realm over at the GoT forum, asking what is needed when, and how many, and what ifs, ands, why’s and wheres to go. She patiently answered my questions, because, after all, I am a Newbie in the Games, and not just that, I am also a leader and need to know what to tell my team. I worry about missing something important, and that they’ll start an uprising -- the uprising of the dead! Sounds like a neat movie title, eh?
The day before, the day before the games, I go over battle plans with our alliance leaders. I think I have an understanding of what’s expected, and then somebody throws a flaming sword into the snow. We spend hours during that day with back and forth messages, in order to work that out and continue with our time schedules, which has proven to be not so easy if one of your alliance leaders lives in another country. Our deadlines don’t work out well, so we have to get those resolved before we hit the battlefields.
Finally, I try to relax a little, work on reviewing and judging a contest that ran in June, and the weirdest set of events happened.
After hours of reading and reviewing, I decided it was time to get to the kitchen and put away the good dishes, that were used for a family get together. On my way to the dining room, I had to pass by a huge fan next to the doorway. (Remind me to just keep the AC on, even if it’s 70 degrees in the house.) I used my foot, since I was carrying plates and utensils in my hands, to change the direction of the air flow from hitting the floor, to up a bit higher, where humans live.
 It all happened so fast, folks. My foot lifting the huge, direction-oriented, oscillating fan, up a few inches, caused this weird noise to develop. So I used the hand with silverware in it to try to lean the fan in a less noisy position. Upon touching it, an explosive sound emitted, a zap hit my metal ladened hand, knocked me on the ottoman, as WebLock, now right beside me reaches out to catch me. I meekly mumble, “Unplug the fan, unplug the fan from the outlet, WL!”
There must have been a loose wire and the moving of the fan with my foot was just enough to cause a bared or frayed wire in the housing, to short-out. 
The good plates were on the floor along with the silverware, which flew out of my jolted hands. They were spread there, like some strange cult-like design with pointed patterned directions, that added to my already stressed-out psyche. Shocking don’t you think?
That’s when I realized, preparations for role-playing a warrior of the dead, almost got me dead for real. And if that happened, Gaby would never forgive me. 
Hopefully, by the time you read this, I’ll be moving along at a steady rate with my team and getting used to the pace. Also, (hopefully) I’m still alive to play a dead being!
I guess I lied, folks, when I said I would keep this brief. Sometimes I amaze even myself! Oh, well, it’s almost time to live in my future, your present. I’ll let you know in August how it all worked out.
Until next time -- laugh hard, laugh often! And don’t forget to cheer and support your local Game of Thronesers! (yeah, I made it up)
Yours truly,
Ice Witch of the White Walkers
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willwilcox
Smart Phones can be addictive. People use them in their home, people use them like a phone. People use them in a bar, people use them in their car. People use them at the table, people use them while watching cable. People use them and it's a crime, cos people use them ALL THE TIME.
Point is...their addictive. I tried one, then another. The next thing I knew, I was doing them all the time.
I'm just sayin' ... I know what you mean, Bill. I think we have a generation of round-shouldered youngin's. All that phone/gamer stuff, does strain the neck and shoulder muscles. Loved your little rhyme, "Will Seuss." 
LJPC - the tortoise 
Hi WW! You really take it on the chin telling us all your difficulties and foibles for the sake of comedy. And it sure works, 'coz I'm still smiling! I refuse to get a smart phone. I can barely handle my husband's. My fingers are much smaller than his yet I'm constantly hitting the wrong keys/numbers. Gah! I hope your banking got fixed. Great NL! 
~ Laura
All went well in the end, Laura. Thanks for asking. I now oficially freak each time I see an alert from my bank on my phone. Don't tell me you're taking my money that I set up in electronic banking, to make a mortgage payment, just take the dang money and stop texting me about crap I already know! ... Oops, sorry Laura, I forgot I was talking to you for a minute. Dang banks! Drive a person to distraction! 
OBTW, thank you for your feedback. 
Quick-Quill 
I'm in the same seat you are, however I have had a smartphone for a few years now and am used to its quirks. Each time something happens and it doesn't respond the way it should or doesn't hold a charge as I think it should my Hubby tells me its a dumb phone and I need to get an iphone. Really? this from the man who can't do anything on his own when it comes to emails, checking his accounts, talking to customer service reps. He who thinks because I have done a repeated job for years and sometimes can figure out how to fix a program so it works; (uninstall and reinstall or just reboot) thinks I'm an IT person. Bless his heart.
 Hey, no problem with looking all techie in your husband's eyes. I find that in many cases, women have more patience with that stuff. It is a pain to have to uninstall, reinstall and then reboot, but at least we'll do it and move on with our life.
Thanks for your feedback, it's appreciated.
See you next time, folks -- if I manage to survive the Game of Thrones.
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