I have updated the Home Page again, by moving my character pictures to the bottom and the last couple site index pages into their place. On a PC or tablet browser, you should see the submissions form to the left and the Mog Blog to the right followed by the featured sections. On a phone or smaller internet device, you should see the submission form on the top, then scroll down and see the site descriptions below that.
I hope that these changes are pleasing to the eye, as I'm endeavoring to make the site as cozy and clear as possible. I really want Mog's Addiction to be your home away from Azeroth. :p
An iconic set with a few alterations, there is something cool about seeing Pandaren wearing classic World of Warcraft sets. Beavertreat, you are simply addicted to your alts and their sets. I tip my hat to you, my fellow addict. Cheers! :p
Our rivalry of Hâtter and Aellin reached a crescendo yesterday. I found even more Post-it Death Knights around my work area, under my mouse, and pretty much stinking everywhere. So, I took the initiative and printed 140 tiny little Aellins and placed them in, on, between, under, over, and around anything I could get my hands on.
She found the first one stuck in her keyboard. Then she located about a dozen others. She was using her computer, and said she could swear someone was staring at her. She didn't notice the one on her monitor.
"Tiny Aellin is watching you from the corner." =^.^=
Then, the pièce de résistance. I had placed something special in her truck. She was getting ready to leave, and offered to give me a ride. I said sure, grabbed my Big Gulp, and followed her out. When we were safe inside, but still in the parking spot, I asked her for a straw from her visor. She insisted there were some in the glove box, but I told her that I moved them.
Down they rained, 70 tiny Aellins all over her, the floor, the seat. Everywhere they went! I wanted to take a picture of her stunned features as she sat there covered in chits. I was laughing too hard as she wadded them up and threw them on the floorboard. I then informed her that my straw was just fine, and that a friend was actually picking me up. I couldn't stop laughing until she was out of sight.
Quidamtyra called me a few minutes later when I was with my friend and yelled a few expletives into my ear. She had found the tiny Aellin I had surreptitiously put into her back pocket while she was working during the day. I was a bit surprised it took her that long to find. I had her on speaker phone, so my friend heard the finale, live in concert!
I win. :p