The Great Retreat Northward

As is my custom at this time of year, I’ve returned home to Minnesota for Christmas. I’ve lived most of my life in the land of 10,000 icy ponds, so I’m not stranger to winter. However, after living 2+ years in the never-changing clime of San Diego, the question must be asked: Has Moorgard become a wimpy warm-weather California boy?

Hell yes. It’s freakin’ cold here!

In fact, the title of this piece refers not to my journey home for the holidays, but rather the retreat up inside my body that my manparts make when stepping outside and being blasted by that freezing Minnesota air. I can hear the cries of betrayal from my cold-shocked boys louder than any disgruntled enchanter or bitter froglok fan. “How could you do this to us?”

Testicles, consider this article my heartfelt apology.

Aside from the frightening biological reaction, it is nice to see a little snow at Christmas. A couple weeks of the white stuff will give me my fill for the year, and then I get to return to sun and sandy beaches. Not that I spend much time at the beach, mind you, but it’s nice to know they’re there.

In addition to spending time with my family and stuffing myself with my sister’s unbeatable candycane cookies, I get to see my old friends Kohath and Csenicier. Today we will be hitting our regular pizza place for lunch, discussing the current state of the Vikings and other pertinent topics. Should be fun.

You may have noticed that this site was recently outed on Aggro Me’s page. That blogging bastard is taking delight in my admission of blogdom. Aggro, the consumate blogophile, never fails to revel in his blogomania. Well, blogboy, you may have won the blogbattle, but I shall win the blogwar.

Actually, it’s not the blogging itself that I am against (absurd terminology aside), but rather the incestuous kettle of interbreeding that has arisen from this phenomenon. Back in the days of LtM and even at the start of Mobhunter, we dug around for our own stuff to talk about. Sure we linked to relevant sites and articles, but we mostly came up with our own things to rant about.

Nowadays there are a handful of people bringing up original discussions and dozens of others linking to those ideas and responding with their own opinions. I mean, you read an essay on Raph Koster’s site and half the responses are generated links to somebody else’s blog where they posted their own demi-article based on their response to the original piece.

Don’t get me wrong; sometimes it works. The recent multi-faceted discussion on instancing in which Brad McQuaid, Koster, and Lum all weighed in is an excellent example of how interesting it can be when good writers can feed off each other and offer a fresh opinion. But it seems to me that such exchanges are the exception rather than the rule.

So while I will inevitably read something posted elsewhere and provide my own opinion on a given philosophy or idea, what I won’t be doing with this site is turning it into a festival of trackbacks where I try to gain readership by hijacking someone else’s article.

Maybe this is just the part of blogging that I don’t get. It’s not like most people can come up with a full article of original content every day, which begs the question of whether most people should be writing daily blogs in the first place. But I leave open the possibility that I’m an archaic fuddy-duddy who Just Doesn’t Get It. Feel free to tell me how wrong I am–not that anyone’s ever been shy about doing that.

You can even use a trackback to your own much-cooler blog if you like.

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