Firstly, this is my 200th blog post. I would wax nostalgic here and give a nice long speech about it, but I'm saving that for my one-year-blogoversary next month! Thank you, though, to all you crazy people that visit here every day.
Secondly, somebody got to my blog via the search term: "warcraft hunters why do you think you're special?" Well, Googler, the long answer is here. The short answer is "Because we are. Durr."
Thirdly, something is afoot among the druid community. I did my very best to defend my huntery honor in the Great Foshizzle Debate of 2008, and I maintain that Massive Quantities of Sustained Ranged Foshizzle is how it is best dished. But my level 40 druidling was very impressed by the unification of her fuzzy, feathery, and leafy comrades, so much so that she decided to show her own personal Foshizzleness against the baddest of the baddies: Edwin VanCleef himself. With only a level 11 priest (the alt of another druid, of course) by her side, Tamaryn ventured into that big scary boat and defended her honor.
Bear, Bell, Awlbiste, and all you other druid bloggers out there, this is for you... from the huntard with love.
(Disclaimer: if you didn't understand the last paragraph, it's okay. /pat)