Mythrall’s Word

Yes, those words were uttered from my mouth. I can hardly believe it! OK, OK, I'm lying. I can totally believe it. But to clarify so that people don't get TOO wrong an idea of me.

I was out with my roommates at a Chick-fil-A and we decided to sit down to eat rather than taking it home. My roommates receive their order and go find a booth to sit at. I get my order and head over to the condiment counter to get a straw and napkins. I sit down at the booth and one of my roommates, Brit, mentions that I'm a re-re because I got "the wrong straw." I think to myself "How can this be the wrong straw? A straw is a straw. You put your lips around it and suck." I reply with "Whatever are you talking about woman?" To which she pointed at the wrapper that says "Kids Straw" and the extendable and flexible neck. Naturally I responded with "I saw kids and I went for it." This is when my brain kicked in and noticed that there were kids sitting at the table adjacent to us. Not only were there kids but the kids' parents as well. I look around the restaurant and realize that there's a fuckton of kids everywhere. I eventually put two and two together and realize that it's "Kids Night" at Chick-fil-A and I've potentially put our house on the one of those child molestor databases. This is where my mind wanders to Chris Hansen showing up at my house and making a fool of me on public television. Then my mind eventually escapes its version of morale thought and I continue to laugh (that probobly didn't help the situation) and took a bite out of my tasty tasty chicken sammich.

For many people, being around me turns out to be a bad thing. Not so much that bad things happen around me, but more so that their mind becomes infinitely more twisted. This is something that I've had to deal with every where I go. If it's not me saying something perverse it's some one else saying something that is taken perversely by me, causing me to chuckle or even just smile and shake my head. I've tried to contain my thoughts to myself my just smiling and keeping the need to laugh at bay. Even with the smile my friends look at me, and then think to themselves "how in the hell could that have been misconstrued to a thought like.... HEEEYYYYY!" Eventually it gets bad enough for the people hanging around me that even when I'm not in their presence they catch things that would be extremely perverse and start giggling as I do. My friends Jesse, Brit, and Bunny are prime examples. There was a D&D night the other week that although I didn't attend it with the three of them my presence was felt do to multiple perverse sayings causing the three of them to chuckle and cause the other attendees to give questioning stares. (So I was told) But never have I thought that I would reach the day where a friend of mine would say something so perverse, while knowing it's one of the most perverse things to say, that I would be taken aback. Here's the conversation:

Kyle: we should reopen that window
Friend1: Yeah, it'll help keep the house cool again tonight.
Kyle: I didn't close it all the way so it shouldn't stick.
Friend2: *has trouble opening the window*
Kyle: apparently it's still stuck, i swear i had nothing to do with that =)
Friend1: too bad
Kyle: ...exqueaze me?
Friend1: you know, leave a present for *LandLord* (we're moving out cause she our landlord sucks)
Kyle: ...hmmm I can take care of that for you.
Friend1: yeah, feel free to "paint" anything you want
Kyle: .......................................yeah, i might just do that, and we'll leave blacklights in all the lights to surprise them when they show the house for the potential buyers.
Friend1: just make sure to not paint anything we own.
Kyle: yessa massa, my aim is great!

(11:45:06 PM) Kyle: i'm gonna go cry like i did 22 years ago
(11:45:32 PM) Friend: how do you know your cried then?
(11:46:15 PM) Kyle: i've got photos, catscans whatever you wanna call it
(11:46:22 PM) Kyle: while dane cook was masterbating i was crying
(11:46:28 PM) Kyle: cause kittens died
(11:46:43 PM) Friend: poor kittens

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Show us something (or someone) old and beautiful. 
Submitted by falcon.kmc.

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What's in a screen/user name? Tell us how you found yours.
Submitted by Bill.

I've had many screen/user names over the past few years, but the most recent on, the one I'm using for this blog: Mythrall, is probably my favorite I've come up with yet.

I created this name for a character that I play on World of Warcraft (WoW) and ever since it's just stuck with me. The character if a Tauren Warrior and I wanted to make a name up for it that would play on the fact that Warriors in WoW are one of the major tanks in the game. So the first idea that came to mind was I should use something that symbolize Strength and Sturdiness, Mithril. Being that in most fantasy stories Mithril is by far the best metal to use for armor and weapons, it seemed like a good choice, but I didn't want to just use Mithril, I wanted to change it around and kind of make it my own. So this made me think of the word Myth. Being that I'm playing a fictional character it seemed to fit perfectly. So the name has now been changed to Mythril, but there was still that lingering 'thril' or the 'ril.' So I then thought about the game that I was playing and what I can possibly leverage to finish off the name. Being that the Tauren race is a part of the Horde faction I decided, even though he doesn't belong to the race I'm playing, to use the name of the Orc Warchief, Thrall. This makes the name complete, Mythrall. That is the story of how I got my Screen/User Name.

Some funny things about the name is the grief I've gotten because of it. Like I said, I used the name Thrall from the Orc Warchief. Because of this most people think that my name stands for My Thrall which then throws me into an explanation of the name and the fact that if I wanted to name him My Thrall I would have rolled a Tauren Shaman rather than a Tauren Warrior because a Shaman is the Class that Thrall himself is. Another thing is my character get's mistaken as a Blacksmith in the game because some people, the one's that do understand my name, think him that because Blacksmiths use Mithril in their crafting of items. This also brings along the classic joke of, "Mythrall, got any Mithril Bars."

I fear i have rambled on too long and I shall end the smattering of jargon now.

Here's a link to my WoW Armory Page

What's one family recipe that you wish you knew how to cook?

Sadly enough I've cooked for my family since I was a lil kid, so pretty much everything that my parent's have cooked before I've learned and can do it on the fly. Although one of my favorite recipes that I have learned is called Hungarian Goulash.

When hopping onto my bike Thursday I just knew that my ride home was going to suck. My reasoning behind it was I took a trip on my bike to Taco Bell for lunch earlier that day and was sore as hell because it's about a mile away from the school and up hill. But little did I know what was going to happen was far worse than me being sore because of an earlier bike ride.

Wreckage

So, the diagram to the left shall help in the understanding. I was entering the road to my apartment complex and came up on the first turn to the right that leads to the road my Apt building is on. Going into the turn, my front tire skids and locks up. This makes my bike go into a front side wheelie but given the speed and angle of me approaching the turn, I didn't fly up, but the back end started sliding to a perpendicular angle with the front tire. Along with the back end sliding forward, the bike was falling and I was falling with it. This is where the damage begins.

My right shoulder and the right side of my face slam against the asphalt. This eventually caused a black and blue eye and the inability for me to lift my arm. Next my face settles to the road and I being to slide, tearing my face from the end of my eyebrow to the edge of my ear down to about the middle of my cheek.

I eventually stop myself (hurray for the palm of my hands)  and get myself off the ground. This is where I look behind me, there I find my roomie Nate and his girlfriend in her car (the line . First thing that goes through my mind was "Shit, I'm never gonna live this down," and I realize how true that thought was because Nate's laughing his ass off. He proceeds to get out of the car, by this time I've attracted the attention of a worker for the apartment complex and have also risen off the ground and picked up my bike. I touch the side of my face to see just how bloody I was. Pulling my hand away from my face I look down to see a completely bloody hand. Wiping the blood off on my shirt, Nate finally arrives to my side. He goes to the right side of me and proceeds to ask "Are you OK," but as soon as he finishes he spits out "HOLY SHIT!!!!" I attempt to move my bike and myself out of the middle of the road but to no avail, my bike would not move, front tire was locked... Nate offered to walk my bike back to the garage and the Apartment employee offered first aid which I humbly took.

I eventually clean myself up enough, the bleeding from my face was just the initial scrapes and stopped very quickly. I also cleaned up the palms of my hands and knuckles and start my trek back to my apt to fully clean up. This is where the real pain sets in because the adrenaline wears off and I realize the damage done to my shoulder. Because my shirt covered it up, it wasn't too badly scraped, but still enough to be noticeable.