Thursday : 08 September 05
Today’s been a rather decent day. I didn’t stop for coffee on the way to work, so the first couple of hours were… slow. Fortunately, I was able to convince that we could both benefit from a field trip to the nearby Beans & Brews.

I had a conversation with a couple of my coworkers about the use of sex to market everything from chewing gum to steel-belted radials. I brought up the Joe Boxer ad from a couple of years ago, with Vaughn (the actor) dancing around the room in his boxers. John looked at me, pointed at Phil and himself and said, “We don’t get that whole ‘boxer’ thing.” To which I retorted,”Oh, yeah… right… Mighty Mormon Power Panties.” They both looked at me, then at each other… and then burst out laughing. In fact, I caught John using the term a little later in the day. Subversive? Me?! No…

I didn’t go to the gym today. Instead, I went to lunch with and Chris. Over lunch, I recounted the “MMPP” story. Chris told me about someone with whom he went to school who told them that the garments that members of the LDS Church wear help to “protect them from evil” (loosely paraphrased). He then said that raised a question – but I don’t recall if he or anyone else ever asked it: “So, if you turn them inside-out, does that attract evil to you?” This made me laugh a bit. Then I thought about it. After lunch, I went back to the office and asked John. He looked pensive for a moment and said,”I don’t know… but I’ll tell you when I find out!”

I like the fact that (most of) my coworkers have good-natured senses of humor.

The High-Flying Adventures of Indigo Bolt
Tonight marked a new chapter in the career of Indigo Bolt: I hit Security Level 20. Leading up to that was a lot of dying – I died at least three times in the course of the night’s adventuring. But, that’s not the point. The point is: I made it to Level 20. And with that accomplishment, I got a new costume ( 1, 2, 3). That’s right… my new costume is civilian wear:

  • A tailored wool-blend jacket (shown with the sleeves rolled up)
  • A 60-40 cotton/polyester blend dress shirt – it resists wrinkles better than 100% cotton
  • A pair of 100% wool dress slacks with a 1½” cuff, with a slight break across the instep.
  • …and a sturdy (yet comfortable) pair of dress shoes.

Accent the outfit with a 100% silk tie and you have what the well-dressed hero wears when he’s not saving the world from the disaster of the day. After all, even that Kent guy hangs up the cape and tights at night.

A few nights ago, I was invited to join the a supergroup, the Orange County Supers. (For those of you who are WoW whores, it’s the CoH equivalent of a guild.) For those of you who are not World of Warcraft players, this essentially means that I am part of a permanent team. Supergroups get the added bonus of being able to choose team colors. As such, you can enter “supergroup mode” in the game and redo your costume – at no extra charge – in the colors of your group. It’s kind of impressive to see a team of heroes running/flying around in similarly-themed costumes (think of X-Men or X2: X-Men United‘s black leather uniforms or the bird-themed costumes of Gatchaman/G-Force (from Battle of the Planets). Our colors are red and blue. So, I redid my costume in the group colors. I went with the blue on red because, in my opinion, the red on blue just didn’t look right. I can switch between my normal costume and the supergroup version whenever I choose to do so.

Tomorrow night (or sometime this weekend): I go on my cape mission. I don’t have to actually wear a cape – nor do I want one – but I might as well go on the mission.

Stray Toasters

Quote of the Day
This was from one of today’s random conversations with :

(13:55:47) : http://www.theregister.co.uk/2005/09/08/superman_lacking/
(13:56:11) : “Oh, how the mighty have fallen.”
(13:56:23) : …
(13:56:25) : I…
(13:56:27) : I….
(13:56:34) : Aye aye aye.
(13:57:20) : Y’know, I think that I could have gone my entire lifetime without wondering whether or not he’s swinging a heavy bat.
(13:57:41) : Bwahahahahah!
(13:58:41) : It wasn’t the size discussion that got me, it was the “pointy” debate.
(14:07:47) : That, too.
(14:07:51) : Di’n need to know.
(14:08:06) : Information requested: –>|  |<-- (14:08:17) : Information received: –>|                      |<-- (14:08:21) : (no pun intended)
(14:08:23) : bwahahahahahaha!

Namaste.