funranium | My Brief Sojurn Into The World Of Warcraft

This was all inspired by the

benchilada's latest installment of So You Don't Have To where his palate sanitizer of choice was Popov Vodka.

First, let it be known it is a rule that bouncy bottle booze shall not cross the transom of my home and disgrace my bar. Even when I was a poor starving student, I did not violate this rule. Admittedly, my bar at that time consisted of one large bottle of Meyer's rum but let's not quibble about details.

Second, I had a roommate in college,

slowbob, who more or less lived on mugs of coffee and/or Popov vodka (which he kept in the freezer) and salad burritos. Salad burritos were tortillas, Safeway salad mix and whatever dressing he had on hand/acquired my nefarious means.

Delving into the realms of RPGs, he made a ley line walker for my Rifts game. I demanded that he had to have a character name before we began playing. He went to the fridge, opened it and saw cranberry juice. He then opened the freezer and saw his vodka.

He turned to me and said with a perfectly straight face, "My character's name is Cranithan Popov". Oh the terrible misadventures of Ol' Cran.

By someone's command, I played Warcrack today. I made an undead warlock named Cranithan in his honor. I wanted so very much to tie parts of the critters I killed on to me as trophies. Cran'll never be played again but it was fun while it lasted.

In other news, I used power tools and installed a cat door today. Other than a chipped thumbnail and some localized cosmetic paint damage, all went well.