Answer: I have the same right and ability as anyone with access to the internet and World of Warcraft does: I have a free Blogger account and a copious amount of spare time.
Further, I'm not really expecting anyone to find this blog and read it. :P
This is your one warning: This blog is not really a how-to site. It will be a record of things I have screwed up, are screwing up, about to screw up, and how I am fixing them or passing them off to someone else more qualified to fix it. There will also be discussions of other screw ups, general hilarity, topical digressions, and above all, how to continue to keep the game fun for yourself.
I am coming up on my one year anniversary as a guild leader, and I will readily confess to you: I still do not always know what I am talking about. I'm fortunate - I have a very active, very vocal officer cadre who has no fear of telling me when I'm screwing something up, or poking me when there IS something that I personally absolutely need to get done. It is this information and experience that I will be trying to post about.
If nothing else, you might get a laugh here and there. Assume I am a true guru at your own peril.
About my guild: I'm not going to share name or server details at this time, as I'd like to keep it anonymous for purposes of protecting the innocent and the guilty. We are one of those blighted 'Social-Casual' raiding guilds that the hardcore like to knock on. We field primarily 10 man teams as we have an innate fear of alliances, which meant that for the last few months of Burning Crusade, we got to know Zul'Jin very, very well. By raiding standards, we are babies. But we are babies that are being served kindly by the new expansion.
At present, we have started to regularly clear Naxx10 and basic OS, and we got Malygos to Phase 3 on our very first try, humbled only by the lack of raw DPS power. We do well on our schedule, but nor will I be squatting here claiming that the posts I make are also Godly when it comes to How To Raid.
The guild itself flourishes, despite my occasional magnificent hiccups. It is by no means gigantic, but stable. It recruits regularly, and does not enforce a hefty raiding schedule on anyone, although the officers often take it on themselves to be consistent and regular. Thus we perhaps qualify for that most dangerous of monikers: Normal.
Call us a testing ground. When I manage to explode it, which I faithfully try not to do, I will chronicle my failure here so that you may not follow my mistakes.
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