I love World of Warcraft. I love it.
I was thinking how much I wanted to nail Chok'sul, that fat Ogre that has been harassing my Dwarven brethren, at one of the baby showers held on the behalf of my future children here in reality. Chok'sul was the furthest I had gone in my questline as a level 18 Dwarf Hunter before my trial account expired. My real unborn spawn have little to fear nestled in the womb of Dr. Boz, but the residents of Thelsamar live in constant dread of the Ogre menace!
Bozanimal contemplates his future
One of my brother-in-laws (and I use the term "in-law" for reader benefit rather than my own, as I think of both as my own brothers) has subscribed me to World of Warcraft as my baby shower gift in perpetuity. With pricing out of the way, I have thrown caution to the wind, devoting an hour, give or take, each night to saving and slaying the residents of Azeroth. The best part is I can now spend more time with my real brothers by spending time with them virtually. I love those guys.The primary concern is that World of Warcraft is so much fun and such a huge time-suck that I will miss out on sleep and family. Luckily, game publisher Blizzard has already addressed this concern with Parental Controls. I will be imposing strict limits and windows to my play time so that I can tend to things like eating, sleep, and my family.
If you would like to visit or speak to Bozanimal in-game, you can find him on the Scarlet Crusade server as a Dwarf Hunter of the Alliance. Sometimes you might even catch his Horde counterpart, the shifty Troll Rogue "Bozrath" at odd times.