Temerity Jane


Moving. Already.
June 7, 2007, 9:35 pm
Filed under: blogging

So, I own the domain name, temerity-jane.com, but stuck with this free version of WordPress until I decided if I was going to stick with this or not.

Well, I’ve got 4 readers, and The Redhead has her own legion of fans, so, I suppose I’m going to hang around a bit, and best make use of that domain name.

So, if all 4 of you would, please, move on over to www.temerity-jane.com, I’d tooootally appreciate it.

And maybe if we just do it all quick and smooth-like, the Redhead won’t kill me for confusing her fans.



Targets for my aggression.
May 21, 2007, 11:10 am
Filed under: blogging

Like I said a while ago, when I was telling you the totally incomplete story of my week of misbehavior (The Redhead, by the way, who wants her own section of this blog for her awesomeness and just may get it, is on me to tell the rest of the story. Mostly because she knows she’s the star of it), wait, what? Anyway. When I was telling you that story, I mentioned how I was pretty laid back and non-confrontational.

But there’s one thing that kind of gets me (besides the super rude collections call I got yesterday for an issue that had already been handled, I stomped outside to rip that guy a new one on my cellphone, ’cause I know his life just isn’t miserable enough as someone who makes collections calls all day), and that’s people who either can’t read, or try to abuse my blog for their own google-crawling purposes and think I’m too stupid to catch it.

It’s not like I have The Great Flood of comments coming in here, people.

Anyway, I remember a particular incident back when I was writing crimeny.net, where I wrote a post that got a good bit of responses, mostly because I’m hysterical (it was a story that started with a popsicle stick and ended with me being called a “godless jezebel with no respect for the environment,” so let’s consider this an imagination exercise where you fill the rest in with any amusing detail you so choose), but one comment because people are idiots. And I know that some people are idiots, and I largely forgive them. But when you come to what is obviously a personal website, I mean, OBVIOUSLY, people, look in the wayback machine/internet archives if you don’t believe me, and leave a comment asking me about my “sugar free fudgesicles” and if it’s okay for you to eat several of them a day, and request a response from my company, believe me, you’re getting a response.

So right, by this time in the life of my old blog, I couldn’t handle all the e-mail anymore, and I was a bit frustrated with blogging in general, but this woman’s comment caught my eye in such a way that she was on the receiving end of a pretty sharp tongued tirade accusing her of not being able to read, questioning her intelligence (she thought she was asking a POPSICLE COMPANY if EATING THEIR PRODUCT was okay!) and basically demanding she pack up her computer and mail it to me so I could give it to someone who wouldn’t be a hazard to the internet.

And I was reminded of this incident because recently, someone decided to pimp their own “casey serin” site in the comments of one of my earliest posts, in a way that said “I didn’t read any of this page, or even this really short entry, I just googled this casey guy so I could find places to stick my link to direct your traffic to me, but I’m also going to phrase my comment in such a way to fool you into thinking I’m really speaking to you.”

Well, Mr. Fake Address, now your carefully placed link (which you were kind enough to put in the comment twice!) directs readers of said comment directly back to me.

So right, as I was saying, I’m a calm, peace loving individual who will take advantage of the anonymity of the internet to be a raging bitch to people I have never met, who will go about their day bewildered by why the popsicle company is calling them an illiterate dumbass, and I will feel a little bit better and have to kick one less puppy on my way home from work.

Well, I never claimed to be NICE.



It makes my nose wrinkle.
May 17, 2007, 8:28 am
Filed under: World of Warcraft, blogging

So, I like to play World of Warcraft, like I said below, and you can tell from the links I’ve got going on over on the side there that I read a lot of WoW-releated pages as well.

One of the pages I’ve always liked is WoW Insider – they always have a few good, information-filled posts a day. News, techniques, advice, etc. Well, they did up until recently anyway.

Month or so ago, WoW Insider had a post up asking for new writers to make some submissions. I thought about it, briefly, since I was at the time thinking of getting back into blogging, but it was the middle of tax season and it just wasn’t a good time for me.

So recently, the amount of posts per day has gone way up! Yay, my feed reader celebrates. I guess they did find some new writers.

But my dear Wow Insider – Quantity is certainly not the same thing as quality. Has anyone else noticed these things, or am I just a picky bitch? There’s a few new specialized “columns” that seem completely useless (but the Big Red Kitty column is awesome!). I’ve seen what is essentially the same post posted repeatedly. There’s at least one writer who seems to post just for the sake of hearing herself talk, and I can’t help but have *giggle, giggle, hairtwirl* in my head every time I read one of her posts. I don’t even need to look up and see who wrote a post to know it’s hers. Does it give zero helpful information? Does it give a personal opinion on a minute, unimportant detail of the game? Does it give the impression that this person is uncomfortable giving any actual technical information, leading one to believe she has no idea how to play her class? Yeah, that’s her.

There’s a LOT of girls who play this game. It’s not an exclusive thing any more. But the women who do play fall into a few different categories:

1. Hardcore, asskickin females, who you would never know was a girl unless she spoke on vent. She doesn’t mention it, she knows the game, she raids as hard as anyone else.

2. Giggly airheaded idiots who, in every situation in their life, gravitate to areas where there is a higher concentration of men than woman. You know the type, you’ve met them. Sure, they’ve got level70 characters – leveling isn’t that hard in WoW, and it’s easy to do while you’re flirting with your whole guild. This species often draws loud attention to the fact that they’re a gamer chick and isn’t that cute!!

3. Casual gamer females. That’s where I would fall, I think. I’d never call myself a gamer girl – I play WoW, Guildwars, StarCraft and… Mario Party. I like WoW, though. And I am pretty social in the game. I have a level 70 lock, she’s running around guildless at the moment. And the fact that she is guildless is what separates this group from group 2 – the last guild this lock was in, the women were all from the second group above. All of them. Now, the guild prided itself on being an “adult” guild, which is cool at first. But every time I tried to get into a conversation, game related, a female would see someone who wasn’t her getting attention and jump in with a comment about how tight her bra was.

Or, I specifically remember an incident, grouping up to go after Taerar in Duskwood, hanging out, you know how long these things take to come together, and I was the target of [what they considered to be good natured] sexually-toned emote after emote.

Now, I’m not a prude. And I know I was in an adult guild. Foul language, I can handle. Sexual toned conversation, I can also handle. But once it crosses over to stuff like “So and so hits TJ from behind,” or “Hey TJ, how do you and your boyfriend like to dooooo it?,” once it crosses into not just silly chatter, but actually personal towards me, I’m not having it.

And call me sexist if you want, but I didn’t blame the guys in this situation. No, every single girl in that guild seemed to love to talk about how much they love sex, about playing naked, flirting with every single guy. The guys were conditioned to treat the females in the guild like that, and I was one of the females. They were just behaving like they’d been conditioned, and to them, it was part of their “adult” guild. So I ended up leaving that guild (don’t worry, I did talk to them GM and he totally understood), but it was a really great guild, I really miss a lot of them.

So you group 2 girls, besides considering your own decency and self-respect, how about you consider what you’re doing to the rest of us who just want to play, as well?



Getting here.
May 16, 2007, 12:53 pm
Filed under: blogging

So this page has only been up for a few days, and I’m really not expecting much of anything in terms of readership – my awesomeness develops slowly. Like a fungus, I will creep up and creep up and before you know it, I have taken over your shower.

Well, something like that anyway.

But even in the few days this page has been up, people are finding their way here, through some searches, just like the page I used to write, crimeny.net. Now, crimeny.net was up for a long time, and thus had the time to generate some pretty interesting search strings, the top of which was always “kate smells,” which tickled me as Kate is my sister and she has an obsession with deodarant. But anyway.

People have gotten here through searches for “casey serin,” “Toyota Yaris,” and “my rent.”

While I did write a post about Casey Serin, sort of, and I do drive a Toyota Yaris and pay rent, let me tell you some other things I like, so that more people can find this page through a search string and be completely disappointed at the lack of information when they arrive.

Diet soda! World of Warcraft! Very tall shoes! MMOs! Nerdy things! World of Warcraft!

… That’s about it … I’m really not that interesting.

World of Warcraft!



No one likes the poopli kids!
May 14, 2007, 11:45 am
Filed under: blogging

Casey Serin: The World’s Most Hated Blogger?

I have to admit, I haven’t really followed the Casey Serin saga, but this article caught my attention, with regards to blogging itself and not so much Serin’s particular position.

I guess he had no money, no skills, no sense, and bought a bunch of houses hoping to flip them, donked it all up (surprise) and now is way in debt, getting divorced, etc.

So he did what all sensible people do these days, and started a blog about it: I Am Facing Foreclosure.

So apparently, he writes this blog about all his woes, his troubles, and, as the article says,

Financial exhibitionism, coupled with a lack of penitence for stiffing his creditors, has transformed the 24-year-old resident of this sleepy Sacramento suburb into a celebrity among fellow bloggers. But unlike other online celebrities, Serin’s stardom comes from a unique source: “haters” who patronize his blog solely to learn what financial missteps he’s made today.

“A community formed overnight,” Serin said in an interview. “It wasn’t a very positive community.”

And the article goes on to describe this “community” and the way they delight in tearing him down.

At first I thought, well, now, that’s just terrible! Don’t read it if you don’t like it! Use your back button! Rah rah, rabble rabble, other internet-troll combat cliches!

And then I remembered how many websites that I read, knowing full well how much I unreasonably hate the writers. I mean really, really, truly dislike these people I’ve never met. I still go to their sites, read their crap, and snort to myself at their… their audacity to post their clearly wrong thoughts!

WRONG THOUGHTS!

Sigh. The internet is crazy.