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My Newfound Respect for Melee

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Remember how I told you all, on April Fool’s Day, no less, that I was going to run off and play Ret Paladin? Well, it wasn’t entirely a joke. Yes, I’m still raiding on Syd, and still healing, but I’ve been playing my paladin this weekend as both Ret and Holy. I have a lot more confidence when I’m healing, and I have a few amusing stories about that stemming from a Naxx-10 PuG that I healed last night, but today I’m mostly here to talk to you about the special challenge of melee.

Not many healers have a melee class as their alt, and now I can see why. I’ve done ranged DPS before in group settings. I’d say it’s more of a challenge to me than healing at this point, but I can see how it could be done well. However, I was determined to take my Ret Paladin to some heroics. As I’m in a confessional mood, here’s a list of the Melee Failures I’ve indulged in over the last five days.

Failure #1

Accidentally taunting off the tank. Sorry, Brio. I’m still not sure how I managed to hit Shift 1 with the back of my hand, but I certainly did it.

Failure #2

Pulling mobs by accident . . . with my butt. You know, when you’re a melee class, you have to get behind the mobs. I think that my time as a healer has made me scared of them, and I tend to stay at max range, which can be rather dangerous with patrols around.

Failure #3

Hanging out in the green stuff. I was so happy when we defeated the first boss of Heroic Gundrak. So happy, in fact, that I stood there doing the Macarena as the poison slowly killed me. As always, I was suprised when Marfi hit the floor.

Failure #4

Staying in for whirlwind. I realized belatedly that the last boss of Heroic Gundrak was doing his little spinny thing. By the time I strafed out, I was low on health, and a ghost rhino charge made me go splat.

Failure #5

Standing in front of the boss. Now, I know I’m not supposed to stand next to Brio. I’ve made many jokes in my life about melee humping the hind legs of bosses. I’m not sure why I ended up in front of Heroic Anub’arak, but I do know what happened to me when he cast pound. Pound equals splat, for something like 10,000 overkill.

Failure #6

Getting ahead of the tank. In Utgarde Keep, I was getting antsy. Guess what happened when I edged in front of Brio? More pulling mobs. I’m glad Brio and I have a stable relationship, because I know exactly what he would have said if any other melee did that. Oh well, at least I can bubble and save myself.

Failure #7

Getting too far behind. Also Utgarde Keep. I have no excuse this time, only that I had to pee, and that turned into rather poor dps for a minute there. It turns out that you have to keep up, all the time, as a melee player.

Failure #8

Ignoring the kill order. Skull is for decoration, right? I’m issuing an apology to Amava, who was tanking Violet Hold on his cleverly-named druid Moodyswinger.

Failure #9

Panicking about my own health instead of trusting the healer. No, I didn’t say, heal me please, but I definitely used my Art of War procs whenever they were up, mostly on the tank, but also on myself. I have also bubbled a record number of times during the weekend.

Failure #10

Incomplete gear switch. I’m sure both Ret Paladins and Feral Druids face this one all the time. I don’t use any inventory manager addons, because my laptop’s poor performance means that I can only run necessary addons–nothing extra. This Sunday I DPS’d about seven heroics wearing my Holy libram. . . from Karazhan.

That’s my list of spectacular melee failures. The only one I didn’t check off this week was Die in a Fire. In my defense, Sartharion was the first instance I did with Marfi as DPS. I didn’t realize at that point I was making a checklist. I did die in that fight, not to a void zone or lava wave, but to a stray add. I also did about 1000 dps in my full suit of greens, but hey, I’d just dinged 80 10 minutes before. My dps has improved a bit now, but the failures keep mounting.

The Value of Failure

I’ve always told my students that failure is instructive. Errors are acceptable–even a good thing–while you’re learning a language, and they’re acceptable when you’re learning a new class role as well. If you never allow yourself to make mistakes, you’ll never learn. You’ll just continue doing what is comfortable and never branch out. However, I know my limits. I’m practicing in Heroics because they’re the minor leagues. The next time I see the green stuff, I’ll be running away.

There’s a very good reason that I haven’t let myself DPS in Naxx yet. Even though the paladin is different from my resto druid, it’s the same raid role, and I have a wealth of experience healing on both toons from Classic to current. In a raid, I owe more to my group members, so I have to know what I’m doing to some degree. Sure, I messed up my Holy spec last night and forgot to even get Bacon of Light, but it didn’t matter. I still beat the other healer, a better-geared Holy priest, on the meters. It is true that I only pulled ahead because she died on the first pass of the Heigan dance, which then continued for 10 more minutes with about five players alive, but I was proud of myself nonetheless. It’s absolutely amazing how much energy playing a new character can give me on this very, very stale content. However, the Flash of Light spam nearly killed me. Syd uses such a variety of spells, which I have mapped for both hands (left hand for direct heals, mouse for hots), that I never feel stress in my wrists. This morning my left wrist is killing me from repeatedly hitting the C key. I don’t know how full-time paladins do it.

5 Phases in the Cycle of Drama

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I am not happy.

To be frank, I’m really annoyed.

There’s a player I know who is distraught with another player. They’re both able to work together, but that’s not the issue at hand. The behavior of one player irritates the other.

There are two problems. Those of you who are or who have been in guilds will recognize it. I’ll give you a quick excerpt of the conversation in a second. For the first time, I face palmed.

“What were the problems?” I asked.

“I can’t tell you.” He responded.

“How am I supposed to fix the problems if I don’t know what they are?” I questioned.

“I don’t know, man.” He squawked.

“Can you at least tell me who they are so I can try to talk to them and get to the bottom of it?” I urged.

“No because I don’t want to rat them out or they’ll be mad at me.” He wailed.

“So let me get this straight. There’s people in our guild who are slightly disgruntled. You can’t tell me why or who because you don’t want to rat them out.” I observed.

“Yes.” He croaked.

Note: I was reading a PDF with over 300 ways to say “said” and decided to try some to break into the habit.

Can you see how toxic this type of behavior can be?

I don’t even know who the other dissatisfied players are because he doesn’t want to tattle. This isn’t grade school. We’re supposed to be civilized and mature people with the ability to talk to each other.

If they can’t trust their GM, then maybe they should shop around until they find a guild and a GM that can be trusted.

Now I know everyone has a tolerance meter. Some players are able to put up with and deal with a lot more crap than other people. It’s not something that can be taught. As a side note, GMs must have an amazingly high tolerance meter.

Here’s a look at what I deem the cycle of drama:

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Join a new guild. This is the stage where low drama player has just entered a new guild after being promised an environment where they can flourish and share goals with their new found guild mates. Things are generally good as a new guild functions like a breath of fresh of air.

Experience discomfort. Now that the new player has grown familiar with the players and atmosphere, they start noticing some aspects of the guild that they don’t like. Perhaps they find a certain player coming on too strong. Perhaps the style of looting isn’t done how they prefer. Maybe the leadership isn’t all that great. Whatever it is, the problem is significant enough to disturb them.

Code of silence. The new player vows to not let themselves be the cause of any dramatic events. They will try their best to deal with it and move on. Meanwhile, the rest of the leadership proceeds onward with the belief that everything is okay. This is the really critical stage and it could span days, weeks or even months.

Climatic triggering event. Enough is enough. It has gone too far. The guild member has reached breaking point. After a long period of time trying to keep it in, the guild member discovers he has reached the limit of his tolerance. An even triggers and months of frustration pour out possibly causing serious damage to the integrity of the guild.

Guild quitting. Once step 4 happens, step 5 happens pretty soon thereafter. The player has made a mess of themselves and an embarrassment. They’re so unhappy that leaving and starting fresh somewhere is the only logical course of action remaining.

And then the cycle starts a new.

It’s time to break the cycle. Veer away from step 3 and talk to someone. Otherwise you know what will happen next.

Next, there are two statements here that irritate me to no end.

“I don’t want to rock the boat.”

Before I became a GM, I agreed with this sentiment. I didn’t want to cause any problems. I didn’t want to force anyone’s hand. Confrontation is something I didn’t want to deal with. I’ll just grit my teeth and deal with it as best as I can. The GM’s already got a ton of Talbuk dung to deal with. No sense in giving him any more.

And I’m sure most of you would agree. Your GM’s are harried as they struggle to go from raid to raid trying to make sure everything’s running as smooth as possible.

Until one day, you (the exasperated player) decided that you have had enough. You are done putting up with the kind of crap that you have had to endure. You set your alarm for 2 AM before going to bed. Hours later, you wake up to the sound of Wham’s Wake Me Up Before You Go Go, log into WoW, and quietly leave the guild while everyone is asleep.

“I’m not the only one who feels this way.”

That just expands the problem even more. Now it’s a trust issue. Loyalties here are torn between the players who said something in confidence versus the GM trying to salvage and remedy the situation.

Everyone wants to be a rebel. No one seems to like or respect authority. At the end of the day, the GM’s just a regular player as well. It’s a shame. It really is. It’s a thankless job that’s hard enough already without having players that conspire by passively resisting. It’s making management difficult.

I wish people weren’t as shy. I wish they’d be willing to stand up and grow a spine. Normal and sane GM’s aren’t going to kick you out or feed you to the sharks if you rock the boat. The ones that do aren’t the ones you want to play with anyway.

Snap out of it!

I am begging you. If you have a problem with someone or something, talk to your GM. They are the last line of defense. If there’s nothing you can do, then you are free to go. But until you as a respectable person can take that step to explore every possible option to resolve your differences, then you’re going to continue to be handcuffed. The cycle will repeat itself. Contrary to popular belief, we don’t have the capabilities of the NSA or the FBI. We can’t wire tap your computer. We’re not psychics.

If your GM doesn’t know what the problem is, he can’t solve it. By with holding it now, it’s going to be made even more catastrophic later. If you respect your GM that much, then you should go have a talk with them in private. If a resolution can’t be reached, at least you tried.

But the fact remains, it begins with the guild members. Once the guild member speaks up, the ball can get rolling. Someone has to open a dialog. Too often, silence is interpreted as nothing wrong. But it could also mean nothing is right.

Whatever happens, happens. It’s the actions and choices that people make which matter. Sometimes there really is nothing that can be done. I accept and I understand that. What kills me is when no one ever tries to cooperate.

It’s disappointing.

Story of a Textbook Gquit

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I had an opportunity today to work through my RSS reader and I spotted this post from Herding Cats. It was about how to quit your guild. The first part of this post contains a story. The second part contains a breakdown of what happened during the departure process that I liked.

I’d like to share an example of a gquit. There was a Warlock in my guild who is a top quality player in my books. We rewarded him well and he repaid us in kind by performing well. He was instrumental throughout many of our raiding first kills.

It was a quiet Sunday night. I was at my desk curled up with my copy of Watchmen. My character was logged in flying from one side of the world to the other. It was an estimated time of seven minutes.  My speakers were piping in random music from iTunes. I think it was Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. I heard a distinctive beep. I glanced up and realized I had an ingame instant message from one of my Warlocks.

“Hey, can we talk?”

My hands turned cold. And it had nothing to do with the fact that I live in Canada. Something I learned very quickly on the job here as a GM is that whenever someone asks for your permission to talk to you, it’s generally bad news.

The song ended and another one started.

*Tiffany – Think We’re Alone Now starts playing*

I sat up and placed a bookmark. Laurie just called up Dan for dinner with the permission of Dr. Manhattan. I took off my glasses and sat up straight and reached for the keyboard.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I’m leaving the guild.”

Seeing those words no longer phase me anymore. I used to feel a twinge of sadness. I’ve grown accustomed to seeing people come and go. Yeah they’re people. Yeah I’ve played with them. But I never really knew them. I never took the time to appreciate what their other interests were. What kind of drink do they prefer? How do they like their coffee? Is their toilet paper dispensed over or under the roll? It’s as if I’ve set up up a subconscious defensive mechanism where I keep everyone at arms length to reduce any pain that might happen. The less I know and the less close I get, the easier I can shrug it off and move on.

Ex girlfriends are a good lesson.

“Okay. It’s going to suck without you. Good luck. Anything I can do to change your mind?”

“No. The raiding schedule just doesn’t fit anymore. I know you plan on ramping the raid days to four. I can no longer commit to that and I’d rather take the time now to look around to find myself a guild that I can.”

*The Rolling Stones – Paint it Black starts playing*

“I understand. Thank you for taking the time to do this. I know you have a few alts. You’re more than welcome to keep a couple around to hang out with us from time to time.”

“Thanks. I’ll take you up on that.”

Exit strategy. Two words that came to mind. I watched Ocean’s 13 earlier that day. With every heist, there is an exit strategy. How do you plan to leave? It can be done via stealth. Slip away when no one’s looking around. Alternatively, you could hide in broad day light and in plain sight when everyone is present. It’s one thing to break into the vault. It’s a whole new ball game entirely when trying to break out.

“I’d like you to at least leave a message. The others will want to know about your departure. How and when you want to leave is entirely up to you.”

“I should leave now. I don’t want to cause a big commotion. I’ll put up a forum post.”

And with that, he is Conquest no longer. The first thing that comes to mind is that I’m going to have to go look for another Warlock. It seems cold, doesn’t it? It’s like misplacing your favourite pen and looking for another one right away without giving any thought or care to what happened to your favourite pen.

*Young MC – Bust a Move*

Minimizing drama requires the understanding of both parties. This is a textbook example of a player leaving and a GM not escalating. Here’s why:

An acceptable reason was provided. It doesn’t matter if a player is getting married or if he’s going on vacation to Cancun (which I hear is nice this time of year). The fact that he provided an answer to the “Why?” question is always a plus. I know most GMs can accept and move on if a player leaves suddenly out of the blue. But deep inside, we all want to know why. We want to know what went wrong and if it was preventable. The first thing that comes to mind is that it was our fault.

He came to me at a non-peak hour. No raids were scheduled that night. I wasn’t doing much of anything else. I was idle. As opposed to talking to me during a raid or during an important event like a team huddle with my healers, he came to me at an acceptable time when I wasn’t otherwise engaged with anything else.

He left quietly and decisively. There was no hesitation or second thoughts or doubts. The quiet part doesn’t bother me as much. I don’t mind it so much if someone leaves during the middle of the day when there’s a lot of players on. I personally don’t think that’s dramatic. I know some GMs prefer otherwise. It really depends on the player in question and how they conduct themselves when they leave.

No hard feelings. Strictly business. It was nothing personal. Events become dramatic only if a party escalates it to such a level. You keep dramatic events to a minimum by keeping a cool head and staying calm. Drama only happens if players let it happen. Even then, some people would still consider this a dramatic event. That’s just a difference of opinion.

The door was not completely closed. He was a valued member of the team. I allowed his alts to remain if he so wished so he could still hang out with some of the friends during his off time. If his situation changes, he’s welcome to apply again.

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And the Award Goes to…

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My fellow Blog Azeroth colleagues (altoholicmom and Stop) have seen fit to offer World of Matticus one of the most prestigious awards in blogging today! I’ll be accepting it on behalf of the entire team. Blogging is not easy but all of us put in an effort to make it look as polished as possible. The design uses the Matticus standards of blue. It’s the revolution music theme I purchased from Brian Gardner which I’ve customized.

The conditions of acceptance are as follows:

  1. When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real.
  2. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you dont have seven friends. Show the seven random victims names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, theres no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.
  3. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!

Now, it’s my turn to nominate and award seven other blogs around the blogosphere which is going to be difficult. But I will try!

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Too Many Annas: For outstanding blogging. Her ability to represent the three Rs (Resto Shaman, Raiding, and RPing) are unparalleled. Her site design is the latest evolution in Informational Shamanistics. She doesn’t know it yet, but shes up for an honorary healing degree from the Matticus school of Raiding.

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Big Bear Butt: This bear has managed to outwrite and outproduce World of Matticus in terms of sheer quantity (and quality!). The award goes to Master Patricelli! 😉 Renowned for writing thought provoking, eyebrow raising, and mind warping posts, Big Bear Butt has entertained and educated readers since the summer of 2007 (right around when World of Matticus formed)!

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Duct Tape and a Prayer: For most promising healing blog formed in 2009, I nominate @etherjammer. He’s come to the conclusion that haste is indeed better than crit going forward into 3.1 for Discipline Priests. His weekly link posts are an excellent source of reading material if you’re looking to kill time somewhere. Keep an eye on the jammer. I suspect his presence will be around for a while.

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Druid Kitty: Having been read 10000 times is no easy feat. Many aspiring bloggers give up before they even reach that mark. A big congratulations are in order for @superkathoid for reaching the 10000 mark. Before you realize it, you will break the 100000 mark. But keep writing. Don’t give up. Never look back.

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Tanking Tips: Without tanks, there would be no need for healers (since we’d die too quick to be effective). Veneretio has been a beacon to countless protection Warriors both novice and veteran alike. His tenacity for tanking is matched by his ability to engage discussion. For this, I nominate @veneretio for outstanding blogging and service to the pin cushions of WoW!

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Need More Rage: Ratshag has provided countless hours of laughs and tears with his posts. What goes on in his head when he writes? I would love to know that myself, actually. As such, it is only fitting that Ratters earn the title of “Most Wackiest WoW Blogger”

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Paladin Schmaladin: This blogger popped up on my radar a few months ago. She is a contributor to the Retpaladin.com community. Some of you might know her as Ferraro. I don’t know of very many Retribution Paladin bloggers myself. But I did learn a thing or two from her for my Paladin.

Honorary mentions:

World of Warcraft, eh? – I had the pleasure of meeting Cadistra two weeks ago (and she’s cool to boot). It’s a great WoW comic and it should be added to everyone’s RSS. Totally blew my mind how much time and effort is involved.

And now to the facts portion. As a twist, I made an extra stipulation that none be WoW related.

Facts about Matt

  1. Favourite beverage is coffee. Usually grabbed from Starbucks for the sake of convenience. No cream, no sugar. I like my coffee black.
  2. Brain teasers and logic puzzles are what I do when I need a break from anything WoW related.
  3. I still have yet to watch Princess Bride.
  4. I let out large sighs of exasperation when I’m not happy about something. (My guild can attest to this)
  5. The only genre of music I don’t like to listen to is country.
  6. I once took Salsa and Waltz lessons (but call me the dancing Dwarf, and I will smite you).
  7. Dogs scare me. A dog came up to me on my bike when I was younger and caused me to fall off.
  8. When skating, the only method by which I can stop is crashing into the boards.
  9. I worked as a carnie for three years. Yeah, I was the guy that let your kids into the bouncy castle. However, I was not the guy who cleaned up after your kid if he peed in it (I made someone else do it).
  10. I have the world’s messiest handwriting. There are some days where I can’t even read myself. That’s why I purchased my Macbook for school

Facts about Wynthea:

  1. My birth was announced by a fortune cookie which proclaimed "There will soon be an addition to your family" to my mother. She was pregnant, but didn’t know it yet.
  2. I once auditioned for The Real World because it was the season to be set in Paris, even though I’ve never seen the show.
  3. I don’t own a television. (well, i do, but it’s only hooked up to my DVD player…)
  4. When I’m stressed, I count to twenty in my head… in French.
  5. It’s taken some time, but I’ve finally learned to control the facial twitch that happens when I introduce myself, and people respond: "oh, like the little mermaid?"
  6. I can bake excessively delicious cookies, muffins, and brownies.
  7. My birthday is New Year’s Eve. It is AWESOME.
  8. I got my nose pierced today.
  9. My guild makes fun of me because I am notoriously un-funny. They’ve learned to give me pity laughs in vent though, which is why I’ll never leave them.
  10. I know all the words, and can rap along to, this Outkast track.

Facts about Lodur

  1. I’m addicted to all things steam punk. I’m just fascinated by the artwork and gadgetry and overall style
  2. I obsessively watch hockey and soccer. (GO MANCHESTER UNITED!)
  3. I have been referred to at work as "Super Mario" since Halloween of 2007 when I showed up to work in overalls, red shirt, over-sized cartoon gloves and an embroidered red hat with the "M" on it. Helps that I’m short, round and mostly Italian.
  4. I’m a classically trained singer (not kidding) and performed in the traveling show of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat in the early 90’s as part of the children choir
  5. I’ve named all of my guitars
  6. I’m named after one of The Beatles.
  7. The demo for the song "To Be With You" by Mister Big was recorded in my childhood home
  8. I’m addicted to Tim Horton’s coffee… no seriously they put one across the street from my home and I have to buy at least one cup a day.
  9. My favorite T-Shirt has the words "Cereal Killer" on it with a skull and crossbones with two spoons as the crossbones. Yes, I love the movie hackers.
  10. I’m an Apple fan boy. I love me some Mac!

Facts about Sydera

  1. I am a big reader. I always was, for my whole life. I was that kid who really did read the encyclopedia–it was a set of 1966 World Books. My favorite books of all time are Don Quijote, Pride and Prejudice, Bleak House, and Jane Eyre. However, I read mostly sci-fi and fantasy in my spare time now.
  2. I am a southerner, but I don’t have a southern accent. However, ask me sometime to imitate my mother or grandmother–guaranteed to have you in stitches!
  3. I hate flying. A lot. Have you ever tried to take a cat to the vet? Getting me on a plane is a lot like that, except I have to do it to myself.
  4. I am a big-time procrastinator. In fact, I totally could have written this list yesterday, but I didn’t.
  5. I love vampires. I like to read about them, watch movies about them, and debate other vampire fans about vampire culture. I almost started a vampire blog, but then WoM came along! I’m currently working on my own vampire novel about an 18-year old girl vampire. I think it’s sexist that it’s mostly men who get to be vampires in all the stories. My favorite contemporary vampire authors are Anne Rice and Tanya Huff. I just read Bram Stoker’s Dracula this year and I really loved it. And just for the record, I read the Twilight books and enjoyed them, but I wouldn’t say I’m a fan. Vampires have no business being outside in the daylight. I always did love vampires, even as a kid–I blame the Bunnicula books. And, of course, my favorite Sesame Street character was Count Von Count, the numerically-gifted vampire puppet.
  6. I scare really easily. If you walk around my house with your hands in "claw" formation while making "monster" noises, you’ll definitely get me to scream. Yes, even if you didn’t surprise me. A part of me will suspect you’ve actually turned into a zombie.
  7. I am a cat person. I like dogs too, but if there were a box of free kittens and a box of free puppies, guess which box I’d be putting in my car? Baby kittehs for sure.
  8. I am obsessed with matching pajama sets–you know, the sporty cute kind that my undergrads often wear to class. I mostly buy them at Target, but I look for them everywhere.  My favorites are the holiday PJs–especially the purple ones with skulls that I got for Halloween last year. I am currently upset that I have not been able to find any Easter pajamas. My ideal would be yellow PJs with a chick on the t-shirt and an egg pattern like polka dots on the pants. I always raid in cute PJs.
  9. I am a wine snob. I prefer Sonoma to Napa, dry to sweet, and red to white, except where a French-style grenache rosé is involved. My very favorite wine is the Hawkes Cabernet from the Alexander Valley. You’ve never lived unless you’ve had a good northern California Cab with a juicy steak. Despite my love of wine, my go-to raiding drink this year has been hot chocolate with Baileys. I just moved to a really cold climate!
  10. Strawberries are the best fruit, and asparagus is the best vegetable. Sushi makes the tastiest dinner, but crème brulée is the most proper dessert. Ham is superior to turkey, and fried chicken outclasses fried fish. If I have to eat potatoes, they’d better be french fried or mashed, but I’d rather not eat them at all.

Monday’s a big day. Stay tuned…

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