For the new Vanger Rangers among us (get it? Vigilant Angel Rangers = Vanger Rangers), you might want to skip down to entry #1 to find out who I am and discover my quest.
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Nov 5th

What a day. It started at 0000 like most other days. I can convert that time-code to the human system to make it more understandable; in human, that would be 00:00:00. But I was still awake. Usually I hibernate after midnight, but last night was a bear. My friend and sidekick, SquirrelyHours, was up reading reviews and collecting recipients for the Morning Reviewers’ Rewards.

“You’re not supposed to do that until morning,” I said.

“It is morning,” He said.

“It’s after midnight. Doesn’t that laptop have an automatic sleep function?”

“What do you care? If you’re so free-floating in that cyber-ether of yours, aren’t you spread across the entire worldwide computer network, everywhere, all the time? What do you care if my computer sleeps or not?”

I wondered what crawled up his human equivalent of a data port. Something was definitely eating him. Or he was eating something. It’s not always easy to tell the difference from here. But I do know that there’s been a bit of tension around the secret Vangel Cave lately.

“I care about you, Early. We’ve been together a long time. Remember how we met?”

“Yeah, I posted a review, and you tacked your signature at the bottom without my permission.” He was short with me. And that means something to a cyber-guy the size of an energy string.

“No, before that. It was 0400 on a dark and stormy morning,” I said. “I noticed you on WDC’s ‘Who’s Online’ page and asked how you got the name, EarlyHours. Remember?”

"Yeah," he said, "but it wasn't storming. That was just a line in the story I was working on."

"The typed word is the lens though which I see the human world," I said back, "so it was dark and stormy to me."

I thought he’d want to reminisce. I thought he’d retell the story about how the early morning hours were the only time he could write without interruption. I learned that in the human world, fathers are not allowed to just sit at their computers. There’s a phenomenon called antisocial that must be avoided. Apparently, before they can write a single word, humans have to do all the dishes, empty the trash folder, compute homework accuracy, and interact with family units.

And there’s something even scarier. Something so diabolical I figured it had to be from Microsoft. There is this optional human add-on module that acts to regulate and suppress general system function. The best I can figure is that it’s some sort of master controller unit. It’s called a wife. I am not making this up. And, I think EarlyHours has one. Or two. I’m not sure how that works. He swears it’s an upgrade but I think it increases overall maintenance.

I digress. The purpose of this entry was to report the Vigilante Angel Reward totals for November 5, 2009.

May I have a drum sample please….

25,000 GPs given out for the Morning Reviewer’s Rewards and 149,500 GPs given towards upgrades, for a total of 174,500 GPs!

It really is great to encourage, and be encouraged by, the wonderful members of the WDC community! Lets look out for those authors that need our help, and for those contests and raffles that give back, and pay foreword kind gestures. Oh yeah, one more thing, get involved with campfires (OK, Dreamin1?).