Wednesday (coda)
Today’s work day was good. It was relatively quiet, but productive. This isn’t to say that there weren’t bits of fun scattered throughout the day, though.

I also got to employ a long-dormant superpower at work. According to , my primary power is: I know everyone (not just ) and everyone knows me. There are a couple of secondary powers that go along with it, but this is the one that I used today. A coworker – my former Team Lead, who has since moved to another team – got a new family dog a few months ago – a Basenji. I happened to ask him about her this afternoon. He said that she was doing well… and that he was upset that he couldn’t find any lure coursing groups in Utah County; he was even willing to research purchasing equipment to start a club himself.I asked him how serious he was about getting his dog into lure coursing. Quite serious, it turns out. I asked him to give me a few minutes and I’d get him the information. He just looked at me… a little blankly.

I called . (By way of an update: She’s recovering nicely, but it’s a VERY slow process… and is, after less than a week, already starting to drive her mad.) She gave me a few names and URLs for clubs and members. I wrote them down and, after making sure that all was well on her side of the phone, hung up and gave the information to my coworker.

This time, I got a stunned look. He said that I was easily “the most connected person [he] knows.”
Superpowers.
Go figure.

The Scales of Justice
The Hand of Nefer-Tem fought “the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men” this evening.  But, before that could happen, I had to wait for a new patch to download and install.  On the splash screen, there was a notice that Issue 9: “Breakthrough,” was coming online soon.  *perk*  So, while the patch downloaded, I read the attached article – an interview with Matt “Positron” Miller.  The new features include: Bone and tech wings, inventions, Wentworth’s Consignment House (CoH) or “black market” tractor-trailers (CoV) – the City of… equivalents of WoW’s auction houses, a new Task Force mission (CoH) and some new end-game content.

When I got into the game, I joined a team for a few missions.  It wasn’t a “horrid” team, but a couple of players were a little too gung-ho about rushing into danger without appropriate backup.  I died a few times.  Not a huge problem.  After the mission, two or three people left and I became team leader.  We ran three or four missions before I decided to call it a night.

And there was something else.  An old – and familiar – name had appeared in my global (across all of the servers) friends list: Akrael.  That’s right, is giving the game another go.  I invited him to join my Super Group before I logged off; he accepted.
Random Access
This afternoon, Matt, Jeff and I were talking about how… simple… things were in the Marvel Universe, as opposed to the reintroduction of the DC Multiverse. I’m still more or less “okay” with the fact that the DCU is becoming the DCM again… I guess. After all, there’s not a whole lot that I, personally, can do about it. No, that’s not entirely true: I could stop buying comics.

*crickets chirping in the otherwise deafening silence*

Right.

Who am I kidding?

Me? Stop buying comics? That would be like me stopping that whole breathing thing. Okay, that’s not entirely true… but it’s a manageable habit and I enjoy it. But, I digress…
We stopped to consider the splinter Marvel Universes. 616, the mainstream MU. The Ultimate Universe. The Squadron Supreme universe. The Ultimate Squardron Supreme universe. The New Universe, which has been recently “reborn.” The Heroes Reborn universe. Blah. Blah. Blah. I think that we had gotten up to nine or ten different offshoot universes by the time we got tired of counting. And, I think that we even omitted a few. That lead me to make the comment,”Marvel. It’s the new DC Universe… I mean ‘multiverse!’ ”

Well, it’s becoming that way. If only they – both DC and Marvel – could figure out that readers don’t really care how many different versions of Superman or Batman or Captain America they want to give us. What we really want are… and this may come as a shock to many… good stories. I don’t really think that’s too much to ask.

Stray Toasters

“Why are we here?
Because we’re here.
Row the boats.”

Namaste.