The Blog is moving to a new site!

It's finally happened! I've gotten the website up over at www.thecoffeerocks.com.
There will be some subtle changes to the site as I move forward, but the format I've moved to will allow those changes to be (hopefully) seamless.

You'll also notice that the format hints to different sections such as Articles and Guides, and has plenty of room for potential future content sections. This is not an accident, and I happily invite anyone who would like to contribute content of any kind to do so. Send me an EVEmail, or a mail to thecoffeerocks@gmail.com and we'll get it done.

Thanks!

Back! Sort of!

Wow, it's been a wee bit longer since I've written a post than I actually thought. Time has a way of slipping away from you, I suppose. I think about this blog often, but mostly it's in relation to the reasons I haven't updated it. What I mean is, instead of thinking "Oh, I need to write a post", I mean "I really need to write THAT post on WHY I'm not updating it." Well, this is that post.

First though, I'll do a quick capture on what's happened since I last wrote a post. Let's see, there's the Somer Blink scandal, Rubicon launch, the Halloween War and the battle of B-R5RB, PLEX for Good (I did manage a quick post for that), changes to the scanner and warp speeds, ship re-balances, and, well, too many other things to even begin to catch up on. Instead, I'll focus on the BIG one that effects my little world the most.

Starting back in December 2013 my corp at the time (an Industrial, Markets, & Small Gang PVP-minded corp) was re-rolled into Thrall Nation (.THN.). Thrall Nation was created for one purpose: to join the alliance of the Brave Collective (link to latest Alliance interview), home of Brave Newbies Inc. (BNI).

Thrall Nation [.THN.] was born.

Naturally, most of you have me figured out well enough to know that this was not a snap decision because, well, Coffee doesn't make snap decisions. I prefer "the long play" on big plans and I always weigh the situations before us as best as I can. To that end, I stuck an alt into BNI early last fall. My intent was to spy, but only in the most positive of ways. At the very least I would gather intel that would be mutually beneficial to both parties: market and trade data on what we could leverage during BNI staging, ops, and deployments for Thrall member profit. Of course, at the very best was what ended up happening: If the BNI culture was as good as what I'd heard, we might just say "Hell with this, let's just join with them".

7o indeed, good sir.

It really was as good as you've heard. But, I digress, that story deserves a post of its own.

So, with all that fun stuff going on, why haven't I kept up on the blogging? Well, partially the move to BRAVE is to blame. As CEO, it's very important to me to be an active leader. With the Corp's move and reorganization, combined with BRAVE's Winter War in Syndicate and the subsequent Burn Catch campaign we are currently in, I typically use up any free time in the game itself. Of course, I'm still attending college (last semester for the AA) and working part time. Plus, you know, the wife wants some time too. I manage to pencil her in every other Tuesday.

But there's a bigger reason than all that. Since last fall, I've known I wanted to move this blog to its own website and expand upon it, so I held off on new blogs and spent that time working on it. Nothing too fancy, but a site where I can also provide informational pieces, guides, and other snippets of information for the player base. There's already fantastic EVE websites and informative blogs out there that I use such as The Mittani, EVE News 24, EVE University, Jester's Trek, and many more. But they can't cover everything in a game as complex as EVE. I don't plan on covering everything, either, but I did plan on posting what's important to me from the get go. After I was settled in and comfortable with the site, I planned on expanding in areas I feel are worth my time or interest. Notice I'm using past tense here when I speak of my plans? Yah, about that.

Soon....

A long, long time ago when I was about 14 (around the summer of 1995 if memory serves me), I taught myself HTML and Javascript using our household computer. I used that knowledge to build a couple of Geocities sites and eventually my own website, and even garnered a little advertising revenue at the time. My mother thought I would be the next big computer genius and told me to keep at it. Moms are funny that way. Fast forward 19 years, and here I am trying to hammer out a website using HTML and Javascript because, well, that's where my learning stopped. Listen to your parents, kids, their advice will save you headaches later in life.

Those of you that know a thing or two about website development are currently shaking your head saying "You poor dumb bastard". It's true - both on the 'poor' and 'dumb' parts. For those that don't know, computer languages and website development have, well, evolved just a little in 19 freaking years time. I figured I could teach myself what I needed to know just like I did all those years ago. That last sentence has those same web devs now laughing their asses off, but I really thought I could. And, for a brief moment there, I did. I learned CSS! MY GOD, CSS IS BLESSED MAGIC SENT FROM UP HIGH!! Good job Coffee - you are now in 1996, you moron.

After learning CSS and playing with it, I moved on. For a couple of months I tried to figure out what these newfangled "databases" were, and this futuristic "PHP" and whatnots, and this "Python" or snake or cobra-kai or whatever the hell these darned kids call it these days. Yah.... it was like smacking face first into a big freaking brick wall. Damnit, I better call Mom and admit she was right about one thing - I should have stuck with it back then. I hate calling her to tell her she was right about something. It keeps happening the older I get, too.

I finally called a buddy of mine that owns his own web dev company and got his honest advice. He knows me well enough to know that a) I don't ask for anything for free, so I wasn't calling to ask him that and b) I have no money to pay for someone to do it for me, so this phone call wasn't that either. After discussing particulars, he pinged me pretty quick on some other stuff and left me with some solid advice on how to proceed. He's confident I can get it done with what he told me. I wish I had his confidence in me, but I'm too stubborn to quit now. So, in the mean time I'm going to keep the occasional post here while working on the site. I promise you - it will be done, AS BOB AS MY WITNESS IT WILL BE DONE!

Sigh. Time to get back at it.

PLEX For Good: Philippines Typhoon Relief

I know I haven't done a blog for a while. I promise, real life is easing up a little and I'll be getting back to it shortly! Even though my time is limited and it is currently 3 am in the morning where I am, I wanted to take the time to spotlight something very important. Namely, the current CCP PLEX For Good campaign.

On November 8th, 2013, the Philippines were struck by Typhoon Haihan leaving a swath of destruction that has rattled entire communities and destroyed many lives. In true EVE Player fashion, many of us took our fingers off the autocannon trigger long enough to ask CCP to do another PFG for those in need. CCP responded to the outpour by pledging $15 to the Red Cross's efforts in the Philipines for every PLEX donated.

To donate, contract one or more PLEX to the "CCP PLEX for GOOD" character on a 14-day item exchange contract. The contract will be accepted within a 24-hr period. Take the time to make sure you are contracting it to the correct toon - If you find anyone attempting to scam this effort, REPORT THEM.

(c) CCP Games

If helping others by chipping in fake internet money (i.e., ISK) isn't enough of an incentive to help your fellow men and women in dire need, CCP is giving something back to every player that donates: two limited edition Sisters of EVE Food Relief "Humanitarian T-shirt YC-115" t-shirts (one for each gender) that your characters can proudly wear. CCP Bro will also be announcing on November 27th "a surprise that will hopefully make this the most successful PLEX for GOOD drive to date". The tinfoil hattery has already begun, and speculation is that it is another gift for those that donate or perhaps a drawing for a special edition ship.

Regardless, I hope you'll take the time to donate. I will be logging in sometime today and hopefully making my way to Amarr to donate one of my PLEX - hope to see you there doing the same!

IRL: Coffee's 9-11 Speech to Hartnell College

Today is the 12th anniversary of the attacks on September 11, 2001, by members of Al-Qaeda. A week ago, I was asked by one of the staff at Hartnell College if I would speak for a few moments in the capacity as a military veteran and a student during the remembrance ceremony. I considered it for a moment, and then agreed that I would. If you've ever broached the subject of world politics, U.S. foreign policy, or the War on Terror with me on Teamspeak, you know that my opinions surrounding these subjects are complicated at best. I am a proud veteran of the U.S. Coast Guard, where I have earned multiple awards for emergency environmental response and management, investigations, and federal law enforcement. That said, people mistakenly believe that I would be a self-loving uber-patriot who orgasms every time I see a picture of George Bush simply because I took my job in the military seriously.

George Bush actually orgasms when he sees my pic. True story.

Sorry to disappoint, but I'm a firm believer that a true American patriot is one who critically questions every government's actions to ensure the best decisions and intentions are respected - especially the United States' over all others. My opinions are formed by looking over all the evidence, asking questions when there is a gap in my understanding, and reaching a reasonable conclusion based on all the facts (and common sense). My opinions are neither right or left, liberal or conservative - they are what they are. For these reasons, I lost a little sleep last night wondering just what I wanted to say.

In the end, what I said today is posted below. I almost lost my composure when I was finishing the third paragraph, and when I finished a few people were sobbing. I guess that means I did an alright job (or it was just that horrible of a speech). Before I leave you with the speech, let me say "Thank You" to all my fellow military, veterans and first responders out there.

Delivered during the Remembrance Ceremony today at 1230 hours at Hartnell College, Salinas, CA:

"Hello, my name is Joshua McAtee. I am the President of the Hartnell Veterans Club and a US Coast Guard veteran. First, thank you to Dr. Lewallen and the staff of Hartnell College for organizing this event and bringing us together. A special thank you to Berta for inviting me to speak, and I apologize if I'm a bit nervous.

I was 19 years old on 9-11. I was getting ready to go to work that morning. I remember walking through the kitchen while tying my tie, and the TV was on some random channel. At some point, I realized something important was suddenly going on and I turned the volume up. I’ll never forget what I witnessed.  I’ll never forget what I felt. 

There was the horror. Horror at the fires, the explosions. I saw on live TV as the second plane hit the towers. The totality of what was happening set in. I watched rescue workers and good Samaritans pour into the buildings to help. I watched as someone’s daughter, someone’s wife, someone’s mother… I watched her body hit the ground after she had leapt from the towers in panic. And then another body fell. And another. And another. Then I watched the towers fall into waves of dust and death. 

Horror gave way to sorrow. And the sorrow gave way to anger, and rage, and hate at those that would commit such an act of evil. That’s what we all saw that day – evil, in its most brutal form. It is an evil that every society has endured, and that many governments (including our own) are guilty of. It is an evil that rages in parts of the world right this moment, and it will be felt again in the future.

It is in no small part that this evil caused me to join the Coast Guard, just as many of my friends joined other branches of the military. We did so not with vengeance in our hearts, but to defend all that we loved and held dear. My time in the Coast Guard taught me valuable lessons, most of which was a lesser known Coast Guard motto: “We do the right thing because it’s the right thing, every time”. That motto is meant to make you pause and reflect on your every decision and every choice. It makes you question the ethics and morals that are reflected in your actions. It makes you choose to be a better person even when it’s the hardest of the choices presented to you. It reminds you when it’s truly right to unsheathe the sword or raise the shield. This simple motto was a reminder that malice and revenge are easy, but they are always the wrong choice. Sacrifice, honor, respect and love are harder – sometimes they seem like the impossible choices - but they are always worth it. 

In the months that followed 9-11, it was not an inconvenience to call your grandmother to say hi and just talk. It was okay to tell your best guy friend that you loved him. You bought the homeless dinner and filled their change cup. You took the time to feel the sun on your face and listen to the life around you. You passed up chances to criticize one another, but never missed a chance to offer a helping hand to a total stranger. We learned something we had forgotten the importance of - to love our neighbors unconditionally, and to hold their lives as dearly as we hold our own. 

All I can ask of you, my friends and neighbors, now that so much time has passed is to not remember that day as just one full of horror and hatred, but as the day you were reminded what is truly important in your life.  Remember to stop and reflect on why you do the things you do. Ask yourself if you are doing them for the right reasons and in the right way. And, above all else, remember to say the following often and without shame:

I love you, all."

IRL: Best. Uncle. Ever.

I have about eleven different blogs started that need finishing, and at least as many comics. But, since real-life is a bitch of a mistress that insists on me doing crazy, mundane tasks like "paying the electric bill" and "eating", I have only been able to retreat to world of gaming in short bursts lately. The majority of that has been in EVE Online (of course), but that had recently taken on the dreaded 'part-time job' status as I worked my alliance diplomat role for the past month (that spurned a couple of blogs coming soon, too). Along with full-time classes and a veteran's club to run I feel a tad overwhelmed. But, things are beginning to wind themselves down and I'm looking forward to getting things off my plate.

Speaking of getting rid of things, I was a little shocked to get a text message from my 15 year old nephew Billy this morning asking if he could buy my old Xbox. You see, when my wife and I moved out to California a couple of years ago, I dropped off my Xbox and my old games at my mother's house so that the grandkids would have something to do while when they get dumped at Grandma and Grandpa's. I didn't play it much anymore - Steam had corrupted me and I rarely touch consoles anymore - and I figured it would get some use there than if I hauled it to CA with me. Since then, I'd gathered that it rarely got touched since the only two big gamers in the herd of nieces and nephews were my nephews Jake and Billy (both 15 now, and cousins). When they were there together, they'd sometimes pop in Grand Theft Auto and slaughter waves of non-suspecting hookers (which always bugged me - you'd think the prostitute community would have started an information campaign once their murder rate jumped 4567 percent in a single afternoon), but mostly it was left alone. Except for when Billy was over. He'd discovered a little game called The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind. He'd never really played anything besides FPS because, well, that's what his dad plays. My brother actually refers to anything that is RPG or Fantasy as "games for losers" (he'll spend hours fragging his kids toons in Call of Duty, though), so Billy has never had a chance to play much else. EVE is even outside his reach - the kids in the house aren't allowed to 'play' on the one computer in the house. Once Billy had discovered Morrowind and began playing it, he was looking for every excuse to go to Grandma's just so he could continue unraveling the prophecies of The Nerevarine. I had commented once that the game would get laggy and that he must have think the graphics seem archaic. His response? "Yah, but it's all about the gameplay." Sniff.... I've never been so proud.

I texted to tell him he could have it for free. His response was "Best. Uncle. Ever." Yah, that's worth giving it away.

He also texted back that he couldn't wait to play Knights of the Old Republic 1 and 2 on it. Again, only because he understands and appreciates that a great storyline arc and immersive environments are more important to him than anything else. My brother might be an FPS jock, but he definitely did something right raising Billy.

EDIT (KOTOR SPOILER ALERT): 9/12/2013 - I just wanted to add that Billy texted the following to me the other day: "HOLY SHIT!! I'M REVAN!! MIND BLOWN!!" I was wondering when he'd get to that part :)

Just wait till I introduce that kid to games like Chrono Trigger, The Last of Us, and a few select Legend of Zelda titles.