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Melting Moment


When I noticed a tweet and missed call from Navi this afternoon, she told me she had dropped by with a gift but ended up leaving it at my front door. Turns out she was my Twitter Secret Santa and hoped it would still be ok by the time I came home. It reached a high of 32°C which is 90°F so I was thinking it must be either cupcakes or chocolate which would surely perish in this heat.

I ended up thinking about my gift for the next couple of hours as the heat continued to soar. Nav said she placed it in the shade so I figured I could shoot home just after dessert. As soon I saw the package, I knew what it was – just as she suspected I would. I haven’t had Haigh’s chocolate since my last contract in the city so it was a nice surprise from my #TSS.

This is what they were supposed to look like.

Gold Star Tin with Milk Hearts

8 milk chocolate foiled hearts in gold star tin.

Cappuccino Bar

A delicious coffee fudge with a creamy topping enrobed in milk chocolate.

They were still in pretty good shape but the cappuccino bars needed saving – stat!

After 6hrs in the fridge, one question remained. Were they as good as I remember?

In a word – YES!

Thanks to Nav for the yummy present and @Obsidian_Dragon for organising the event.

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Furtive Father Winter Unchained


This morning I awoke to find this year’s Furtive Father Winter gift sitting in my mailbox. I couldn’t wait to read about what Herculano had been up to but to surprise myself, I decided to wait until after I posted it to read all the juicy details. :P


Anyone who has spent any time with me knows that I’m a very giving sort of guy. (Editor’s Note: That is not entirely accurate. He always asks for separate checks, and will stick someone else with the extra appetizer that he ordered.)

On my blog I try to offer tips for classes and gold making. In my various guild(s) I often donate gold, mats, and crafted items. Even my Battle Pets are fed a constant diet of battles. (Editor’s Note: Okay maybe we stand corrected.)

So you see, my awesomeness is surpassed only by my modesty. (Editor’s Note: And boom goes the dynamite.)

Pictured here:  Mister Sensitive.

Pictured here: Mister Modest.

As part of the Blog Azeroth’s 2012 Furtive Father Winter event, I was anxious to see who I would be assigned to prepare a gift for. I was pretty stoked when the word came in – Cymre, of Bubbles of Mischief and The Cym Daily fame. Now here was a person who knew how to enjoy themselves in Azeroth – Raider, Transmogger, Pet Battler, and an overall Giver to the Masses. I rubbed my chin, scholar-like, and thought to myself that this was going to be a breeze.

Boy was I wrong.

Like every scholarly man does during the holiday season, I decided to wander blindly through the various stores and hoped the Right Gift would jump off the shelf and smack me square in the face.


Not good enough. Not epic enough. This one smells funny… Oh wait, that’s just me.

After a good hour of pacing around the stores, the only thing that had smacked me in the face was disappointment. Also, saleswomen. Apparently Cymre’s awesome holiday gift wasn’t going to voluntarily surrender itself.

Fine. We’d do it the hard way then.

“Maybe she’d appreciate some transmog gear,” I thought to myself, but that idea trailed off in laughter before it even cleared my skull hole. I was the absolute last person who should be getting items for other people to wear. I mean, I have to write myself a note every day as a reminder to put on pants before I leave the cave. I can barely dress myself; there’s no way I should be offering fashion tips to other people.

It can be a real problem sometimes

It can be a real problem sometimes.

Pacing and thinking, thinking and pacing. It was after I watched a squirrel run up a nearby tree that it hit me – LUNCH!

But also pets. YES! BATTLE PETS!

The feel-good moment dissolved when I realized I needed an expert’s help in this field. As much as it pained me, due to our love/hate relationship, I decided to swallow my pride and ask my mechanical battle pet Jeeves for assistance.

It is much more humiliating when a machine rolls its eyes at you.

This went as well as you would expect

Since I couldn’t get any answers there, I went to the one place where you could find pretty much anything in Azeroth. That’s right, the Auction House! I just knew that, with a little searching and a little more luck, I’d be able to find a suitable pet in there somwh -

The moths in my wallet had a heart attack when they saw those prices.

The moths in my wallet had a heart attack when they saw those prices.

I plopped myself down on a bench, defeated. I was at a dead end. No, it couldn’t end like this. I tried to think, tried to put together a strategy, make some kind of list in my head of possible ideas for -

And that’s when the two Hoo-mans who had been chatting nearby decided to whip out their Battle Pets and started to, well, Battle.

I watched them and felt the anger build inside my chest. Every engagement mocked me. Every pet that won or lost, attacked or parried, every one was another stabbing knife to my stomach. I wanted to get Cymre a gift, a Battle Pet, something on her short list of pets that she didn’t have, and these two pale skinned sacks of soggy meat were throwing my failure back in my face with their hey what was that?

My rage stopped in mid-boil. Did… did that Hoo-man have a Landros’s Lil’ XT Battle Pet? As in the Landros’s Lil’ XT Battle Pet that Cymre didn’t have yet and would make an awesome gift?

Smashing trains and bashing brains

Smashing trains and bashing brains

Oookay, time to be smooth. Calm. Use that Death Knight charm. I waited until the battle was over before I approached. A respectable thing to do. “Excuse me good sir, I couldn’t help but notice that you have in your possession a Landros’s Lil’ XT Battle Pet.”

The Hoo-man started at me blankly. Typical rude Hoo-man behaviour. I was somehow able to let it pass. Must be the Holiday Spirit. “My good man, I would like to purchase that Battle Pet from you.”

I put on my best negotiating face

I put on my best negotiating face. Jeeves could not bear to watch.

The Hoo-man’s silly moustache twitched. He blinked twice. “I’ll give you ten gold for it,” I offered.

My bid was met with a shrug. “So, it’s to be extortion is it? Fine. One Hundred Gold!”

The Hoo-man gave me some kind of lop-sided smile and shook his head, as if he couldn’t understand what I was saying. But I knew. Oh I knew. Everyone understands the universal language of money-speak. Not only was he now insulting me, but he was keeping me from delivering Holiday Cheer.

That. Would. Not. Do.

I decided to change tactics and spoke to him in another international language – Hooman-Smashing.

Luckily I speak fluent Violence

Luckily I speak fluent Violence.

Being the responsible gift-giver, I gave the Landros’s Lil’ XT a thorough cleaning before I sent it. Fun fact: you can get most stains out of a chassis with a high grain sandpaper and a little elbow grease.

Happy Holidays to one and all!

Happy Holidays to one and all!


HOLY CRAP! A TCG pet. Thank You So Much Herc. I absolutely love it!

No guesses for what I’m naming him… :D

Herculano XT

Herculano XT

If you’d like to see my post for Effraeti, head on over to Awaiting the Muse.

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Angel Cookies


Yesterday I received my package from my #WoWSecretSanta. I must say that I wasn’t expecting such a big package but it wasn’t heavy so I was wondering what it could be. The front was labelled FRAGILE and when I turned it over it read Don’t wait until Christmas to open me!

Aha! It’s edible :P

So when I arrived home I eagerly opened my package to find a lovely card and another gift-wrapped package inside. I opened it thinking that it might be some sort of home-made treat and I was right!

My first response was this:

At the same time, I was on a call with Coolidge who said he wanted to see a picture of the cookies. Let’s just say he was jealous of what he saw but I wanted to take some pics and see what all the designs were. One by one I carefully took them out placing the whole ones in the middle. It was almost like piecing together some abstract art with the smaller pieces :P

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Unfortunately, the Australian Postal Service are not always careful with packages that say Fragile – at least when they are in the larger PO Bags – but I still managed to see some intact cookies. Just look at the pet themed designs! I couldn’t help but start munching on the bits and pieces and just look at all those yummy flavours… well, just take my word for it.

This is how they looked fresh from the oven:

Pet Battle cookies

The complete set of Pet Battle cookies

Don’t they look absolutely fantastic? Now I can say, oh I was eating the middle of the mechanical biccie last night… :P

But that wasn’t all. I also received a little something from the Blizzard Store. If the cookies weren’t enough, I had a new pet to play with too!

Guardian Cub

So thank you Angelya for signing your card so I could thank you straight away. I’ll try and savour these as long as I can but I suspect they won’t last long. :D

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