this has been one hell of a week. drama to the left of me, drama to the right, here i am stuck in the middle with you...
friday night happy hour at work knocks my socks off......chestnut giggles and ignores the work emails that are just now pinging her at 5:20 on a Friday evening, after 3 glasses of fine chardonnay. folks, i am not much of a drinker although the events of this week would either lead you to believe i am lying or change the patterns of a lifetime.
my observations on the week:
if you find there is a sociopath in your SL life kick them to the curb and run like hell
beware of alts
"Women be wise, keep your mouth shut, don't advertise your SL man"
and, most important of all
when you do meet a great guy let him take you dancing. before you do, bits and bobs is a great place to spend some time shopping. that is all.
note to self
you cannot live on beer, dancing and 3 hours of sleep per night. not every night anyway.
vanity shot
svarga, alts and the power of truth
svarga is one of those places everyone knows. its high on the list of "wowza this is pretty" places. i went there once during week one, maybe? not sure but it was very early in my second life. i have not been back. not for any reason other than i mostly like to find new things. things that don't feel so, mmmm, done?this morning i have been thinking back to my early days in SL. remembering my trip to svarga with a person who showed me around, helped me buy my first hair and skin. do you remember those first days? i was so excited by second life. i could barely sleep and wanted to do nothing but explore and learn. for the most part, almost 6 months later now, i still feel that way.
of course i have since learned about alts intended to deceive. over the past few weeks i have seen some great people hurt in ways that i could never have imagined. that person? the one who introduced me to sl and taught me so much? its hard to wrap my mind around the pain one individual can cause so many wonderful people. but at the end of the day truth, love and community win out over selfishness. every time. even in second life.
lyrics du jour
What Would Jay-Z do?
I want to pay my dues,
a better life I want to choose
I want to seize the day,
vacation in Saint-Tropez
I want to grow through the pain
I want to change the game
But it's times like these when life brings me to my knees
~ Ben Lee
In case you didn't know the pic below is what a chestnut looks like inside its pod. notice the prickly outside? i'm sure you have all had them "roasting on the open fire" right? They are soft, sweet and delicious. But, its a hell of a lot of work to get past those prickers and then you still have to take your time and slow cook them for chestnuts to be worth a damn. I think there may be a lesson in that for me. /me ponders......

I want to pay my dues,
a better life I want to choose
I want to seize the day,
vacation in Saint-Tropez
I want to grow through the pain
I want to change the game
But it's times like these when life brings me to my knees
~ Ben Lee
In case you didn't know the pic below is what a chestnut looks like inside its pod. notice the prickly outside? i'm sure you have all had them "roasting on the open fire" right? They are soft, sweet and delicious. But, its a hell of a lot of work to get past those prickers and then you still have to take your time and slow cook them for chestnuts to be worth a damn. I think there may be a lesson in that for me. /me ponders......

oh, and as we approach the holiday seaon i am hereby issuing a warning. if you want to be on my cookie list please for the love of chocolate do not sing "chestnuts roasting on an open fire" to me. this will shock you, i know, but i have heard it before. oki? gracias.
compliments that give me warm fuzzies
i am a new blogger. i never wrote a thing before except memos at the office and grocery lists. and, i always manage to leave important items off the shopping list and leave it on the kitchen island anyway. i never considered myself a writer and still really don't.
for some reason i have been inspired to write this blog. maybe i just have a lot of crap floating around in my head and to prevent my brains from oozing out of my ears i write. whatever the reason it is cathartic and i am enjoying taking a few minutes out of my day to spend time here. i'm sure there will be a day when i worry about what the hell to say and on those days i will probably say not a word. i'll deal with that when the time comes. for now i'll continue to spew.
one of the greatest joys of writing this blog has been to find out that other people read it. is especially amazing when real bloggers i respect not only read what i have written but come back again and say they like -- no love -- what i have done. i am flattered in a way that is totally sally field-ish. ~ right now i'm lookin' at you jellybean ;))
a question on a different subject: if someone you are "close" to can't be bothered to read your blog to know what is on your mind does that mean they are fully of crap? methinks - maybe yes. if someone reads your blog, talks about it and encourages you does that mean you can relax and just trust? me thinks - as part of the total picture, yes. so those sentences are probably best characterized as observations rather than questions. ok, ok, i'm still new at finding the right words. work with me here, peeps.
because i cant think of a better way to end this silly post ~ i leave you with a penguin.
for some reason i have been inspired to write this blog. maybe i just have a lot of crap floating around in my head and to prevent my brains from oozing out of my ears i write. whatever the reason it is cathartic and i am enjoying taking a few minutes out of my day to spend time here. i'm sure there will be a day when i worry about what the hell to say and on those days i will probably say not a word. i'll deal with that when the time comes. for now i'll continue to spew.
one of the greatest joys of writing this blog has been to find out that other people read it. is especially amazing when real bloggers i respect not only read what i have written but come back again and say they like -- no love -- what i have done. i am flattered in a way that is totally sally field-ish. ~ right now i'm lookin' at you jellybean ;))
a question on a different subject: if someone you are "close" to can't be bothered to read your blog to know what is on your mind does that mean they are fully of crap? methinks - maybe yes. if someone reads your blog, talks about it and encourages you does that mean you can relax and just trust? me thinks - as part of the total picture, yes. so those sentences are probably best characterized as observations rather than questions. ok, ok, i'm still new at finding the right words. work with me here, peeps.
because i cant think of a better way to end this silly post ~ i leave you with a penguin.

people are so damn complex. and being a person, i am a big mess of complex. i am a mother. a wife. a boss. an employee. i have a strong analytical side to my personality and i also have a creative side. i work with computers and numbers all day but i also have a need to make things with my hands. i can be mean as hell, snippy and short. i over react to things when i am upset, that is for damn sure. but, i am not crazy and i am not a drama whore. so to the anonymous commenter who seems to want to call me names in my own blog. fuck off. go find another place to spew your shit to someone who cares. have a niiiccceee day, fucktard
poetry by Bob Dylan
DO RIGHT TO ME BABY
(Do Unto Others)
Don't wanna judge nobody, don't wanna be judged,
Don't wanna touch nobody, don't wanna be touched.
Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt,
Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna shoot nobody, don't wanna be shot,
Don't wanna buy nobody, don't wanna be bought.
Don't wanna bury nobody, don't wanna be buried,
Don't wanna marry nobody if they're already married.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna burn nobody, don't wanna be burned,
Don't wanna learn from nobody what I gotta unlearn.
Don't wanna cheat nobody, don't wanna be cheated,
Don't wanna defeat nobody if they already been defeated.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna wink at nobody, don't wanna be winked at,
Don't wanna be used by nobody for a doormat.
Don't wanna confuse nobody, don't wanna be confused,
Don't wanna amuse nobody, don't wanna be amused.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna betray nobody, don't wanna be betrayed,
Don't wanna play with nobody, don't wanna be waylaid.
Don't wanna miss nobody, don't wanna be missed,
Don't put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
(Do Unto Others)
Don't wanna judge nobody, don't wanna be judged,
Don't wanna touch nobody, don't wanna be touched.
Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt,
Don't wanna treat nobody like they was dirt.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna shoot nobody, don't wanna be shot,
Don't wanna buy nobody, don't wanna be bought.
Don't wanna bury nobody, don't wanna be buried,
Don't wanna marry nobody if they're already married.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna burn nobody, don't wanna be burned,
Don't wanna learn from nobody what I gotta unlearn.
Don't wanna cheat nobody, don't wanna be cheated,
Don't wanna defeat nobody if they already been defeated.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna wink at nobody, don't wanna be winked at,
Don't wanna be used by nobody for a doormat.
Don't wanna confuse nobody, don't wanna be confused,
Don't wanna amuse nobody, don't wanna be amused.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
Don't wanna betray nobody, don't wanna be betrayed,
Don't wanna play with nobody, don't wanna be waylaid.
Don't wanna miss nobody, don't wanna be missed,
Don't put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist.
But if you do right to me, baby,
I'll do right to you, too.
Ya got to do unto others
Like you'd have them, like you'd have them, do unto you.
M is for Monday

today kicked my ass. i was up late last night and had too little sleep (notice the trend?) RL work sucked. the remedy?
Music at Molaskey's: Skinny Shepherd and Dallas Horsefly. Some stream problems for Dallas but nothing too frustrating.
More clothes: Destiny Teazle dropped the cutest dress on me. She is so generous! I didn't get a good pic but trust me, its pink and flowing, sexy and sweet. mmmmmmm
art, connection, meaning
for me there is no explanation for art. either you appreciate what someone has created or you do not. similarly, there is no explanation for connection. sometimes you connect with someone, other times you do not. it is not always something you can explain and sometimes the random connections between people are surprising and amazing. sl provides us a unique and incredible opportunity to create and to connect.

when something or someone speaks to me i try to roll around in the moment and be grateful. the important thing is to appreciate the beauty of the connection you have to the work and the person. no need to over analyze. not that i have a habit of doing anything of the sort.

when something or someone speaks to me i try to roll around in the moment and be grateful. the important thing is to appreciate the beauty of the connection you have to the work and the person. no need to over analyze. not that i have a habit of doing anything of the sort.
molaskey's people turn saturday night into toast

its a holiday weekend here in the us so saturday night turned out to be kind of quiet. i started to think about logging early to try this crazy thing called sleep. mayhaps you have heard of it? i don't do it well but i figured sl was kind of "meh" so i was about to head to bed.
then i noticed chester was online and he tp'ed me over to katy's new land. pretty soon there was snow, and a dance floor and before long we were debating the merits (or lack thereof) of 70's music.
now if you are paying attention you will notice a much bigger than life size toaster to the left in the picture above. this is no ordinary toaster, clearly. if you are brave you can sit inside and in a moment you will be sent flying up in the sky. and if you were thinking you will have prepared for this by wearing your parachute.
free fall
what does it look like if you fly to 1,500 meters and then free fall to the ground? you may have wondered. well, no more! it looks like this:

this morning i rezed a platform in the sky because if you can hang out 600 meters above the ground, why not do it?
i have an interesting and beautiful platform that was built by my friend marko, which i set up high enough so i can't see any other builds (today at least.) then i thought those cool flippy chairs that kingfish made would be perfect up here. pretty soon my sl-add kicked in and looking at the stars, well, let's just say my mind was not fully occupied. so i rezed an animated sculpture called "wet dog" created by pravda nicholas and given to me by the lovely kokoro fasching.
and then it happened. i had one of those moments where all is right in the world. this! this is the second life of my dreams.
i have an interesting and beautiful platform that was built by my friend marko, which i set up high enough so i can't see any other builds (today at least.) then i thought those cool flippy chairs that kingfish made would be perfect up here. pretty soon my sl-add kicked in and looking at the stars, well, let's just say my mind was not fully occupied. so i rezed an animated sculpture called "wet dog" created by pravda nicholas and given to me by the lovely kokoro fasching.
and then it happened. i had one of those moments where all is right in the world. this! this is the second life of my dreams.
on being a sl mentor

so i became a SL mentor recently. i have to say it has been interesting. i have managed to help some new residents and meet some great people who are also mentors. my im traffic has increased by several orders of magnitude and my inventory has exploded with all the interesting and useful items *coughcrapcough* the mentors pass around the groups.
i will say that helping newly minted avitars with the very basics of sl is hard work. once you are comfortable with moving around and camera controls you forget how hard it can be at the start. breaking down how to use search or open a box into easily understood text directions is not simple. and it takes patience, which is something i often lack. so mentoring is a challenge at times. i am enjoying my time and hopefully i will be as helpful as jon harlow was to me. i still remember how sweet he was and still have some of the info he gave me. so when my well of patience is empty i try to remember how i can be the person who helps make sl into a navigable mass of confusion for a new person.
an ocean of wine is not enough
ahhh, holidays! my family managed to get along despite the power going out and not being able to cook. at least my aunt had a reasonable excuse for her consistently terrible food and she did not disappoint. i drank too much red wine and played with my adorable nieces, who entertain in the way only smart-ass toddlers can.
sl is broken tonight so no music for me. i cant tp for the most part and when i got to sunset jazz club i was walking around in jello. no fun. instead i'm building and playing with basic scripts. it is totally engaging and frustrating at the same time. you think the wine has anything to do with my inability to line things up? its nice to have a convenient excuse, just like my aunt did earlier.
sl is broken tonight so no music for me. i cant tp for the most part and when i got to sunset jazz club i was walking around in jello. no fun. instead i'm building and playing with basic scripts. it is totally engaging and frustrating at the same time. you think the wine has anything to do with my inability to line things up? its nice to have a convenient excuse, just like my aunt did earlier.
happy birthday destiny!

happy birthday to the lovely and sweet destiny teazle! all her crazy friends made it to the surprise party planned by her rl husband twiz and sl partner jimmi. despite sl being majorly laggy and crashy and all around sucky we all had a chance to dance and toast the birthday girl with the biggest bottle of champagne i have ever seen.



i am the posh spice of sl
the fashion bloggers are all twittering about the abyss. its a cool build that houses shops where you can buy the usual -- skin, hair and clothes. apparently it is "obvious" that the hair designer is an alt of someone else. well, mayhaps it is obvious to other people but i am not up on such things. i do love new hair so i could not resist a trip. and yes, i am now the posh spice of sl. as shown here:
group advantage
hello linden labs? i need more than 25 groups, please? and while you are at it my loverly friends can you please develop a way for me to turn off group ims temporarily? puhleeze? its not too hard. i mean, you developed windlight. these teeny tiny requests are surely something someone could take on? i'll bake you cookies? the special sugar cookies that make you believe in....well......god, even.
and why do i need more groups with the associated annoying ims? you may wonder about this seeming contradiction, unless you know me. in which case my ability to hold two diameterically opposing viewpoints on the same topic will be just another day in jokung. the answer is the totally random, and mostly cool stuff people drop on group members. this weekend alone i got a super dee duper fine skin from tete a pied, a lawnmower, a huge box of christmas decorations, a book of poetry, a large collection of mp3 files of original music, two dresses, a pair of kick-ass boots, and a few goofy gestures.
and for my next post -- i need to talk about inventory control. as soon as i learn how to control my inventory im going to get right on that post.
and so this is not a text only post -- here i am in my new tete a pied skin. i was standing on my beach and you can see the lovely, sparkly windlight water behind me.
and why do i need more groups with the associated annoying ims? you may wonder about this seeming contradiction, unless you know me. in which case my ability to hold two diameterically opposing viewpoints on the same topic will be just another day in jokung. the answer is the totally random, and mostly cool stuff people drop on group members. this weekend alone i got a super dee duper fine skin from tete a pied, a lawnmower, a huge box of christmas decorations, a book of poetry, a large collection of mp3 files of original music, two dresses, a pair of kick-ass boots, and a few goofy gestures.
and for my next post -- i need to talk about inventory control. as soon as i learn how to control my inventory im going to get right on that post.
and so this is not a text only post -- here i am in my new tete a pied skin. i was standing on my beach and you can see the lovely, sparkly windlight water behind me.
i know, i know

we don't need to maintain our pixel bodies. so its always a tiny bit strange for me to see kitchens and bathrooms in people's houses. for that matter, why do we even have houses? i suppose all those sexgen beds have to go somewhere.
i don't have a bedroom in my house so that space was sitting unused. no matter, i mostly hang out in my tree anyway. i got the itch to build something the other day and when i finished the snowman i needed a project. in rl i was in the mood for a bubble bath ~ one empty room plus two ounces of inspiration and taaa daahhhh - bath tub.
don't laugh. please. we novice builders get very jazzed when our creations look even vaguely like what we had in mind.
obligatory "zomg windlight!!" post





its here. the long awaited, much lusted after windlight viewer is available. so far, im impressed.
some textures on my house look odd and my hair was a tad ruthy in the noon sun. but i am of the opinion that these are minor concerns when compared to the possibilities windlight offers.
these snaps are all taken at apollo. i had about 5 minutes to spend taking pictures, what with listening to the always fun dann numbers and hanging with my friend twiz tonight. (ETA top pic which is on my deck looking at the sunset over the purdy linden ocean.)
apollo is still one of the most beautiful builds around and it holds special memories of my early days in sl as a homeless wanderer. i used to spend hours on the benches looking, thinking, and scaring off unwanted advances from random avitars. such is sl at times, but i digress...
so imagine what pictures can look like with windlight if one actually takes time to compose the image? if i finally learn how to use photoshop and crop and play with the photos? zomg!!! windlight!!
self-monitor
we all know "famous" people in sl. avis who are known for being "out there" or because of a special talent or because they wear really cool clothes or whatever. the point is people get to be celebrities for lots of reasons both real and imagined. i tend to get shy and self- deprecating when i meet someone like that. more often than not i am pleasantly surprised at how totally normal these folks are and i have to laugh at myself. the culture of celebrity is fucked up in RL and it sure carries over into SL.
today i had a related but sort of opposite experience. i spent time with someone who told me he is a building "god." mmmmkay, he has been in SL for a week mayhaps and his work was good, ill say that. but a "god?" he also told me all men think with their penises and all men lie and anyone who says they don't lie, is lying. huh? my head is spinning. the point is this person admitted to being arrogant and it came off as kind of, ummm, thin?
where am i going with all this? i guess i wonder about how hard it is to see ourselves with any degree of accuracy? i had an old boss who called this our "self-monitor." in RL its very hard to pick through life detritus and memories of junior high school trauma to see ourselves as other people see us. add an avitar and the complexities of the virtual world to that mix and its much harder. sometimes you run across a well known person who doesn't act like he has broad impact and a noobie with delusions of grandeur. all in one night. dang i love second life.
today i had a related but sort of opposite experience. i spent time with someone who told me he is a building "god." mmmmkay, he has been in SL for a week mayhaps and his work was good, ill say that. but a "god?" he also told me all men think with their penises and all men lie and anyone who says they don't lie, is lying. huh? my head is spinning. the point is this person admitted to being arrogant and it came off as kind of, ummm, thin?
where am i going with all this? i guess i wonder about how hard it is to see ourselves with any degree of accuracy? i had an old boss who called this our "self-monitor." in RL its very hard to pick through life detritus and memories of junior high school trauma to see ourselves as other people see us. add an avitar and the complexities of the virtual world to that mix and its much harder. sometimes you run across a well known person who doesn't act like he has broad impact and a noobie with delusions of grandeur. all in one night. dang i love second life.
wandering....
the bones of the dinosaurs, stratos legend rezzable.(227, 85, 7). another amazing location to explore. someone i met last night passed me the landmark for this great spot so i spent time wandering there today. it is beautiful and haunting and was totally deserted. all of this incredible work and no one there to enjoy it? how is that possible? go. you won't be sorry. click the pics to make them larger. its worth it!

monday night music

ahhh the humming bird cafe - what a great venue! i got there and caught the end of owner dimivan ludwig's set. he was entertaining and wonderful to listen to for the few minutes i heard. i will absolutely return to hear more of his music. but i went to the humming bird to hear maximillion kleene, who has been on vacation for a week and a half. max's voice is sweet and his song choice is always spot on, covering wide ranging influences from billy joel, to tracy chapman, to jason mraz and third eye blind. max has recently started performing an original called never dispair, which expresses a lovely sentiment with well-crafted lyrics, wrapped in a catchy hook.
veterans day

please take a moment to visit the recreation of the vietnam veterans wall memorial today. sorry i dont have the surl to post but you can find it easily via search. this build is very well done and mimics the real memorial in washington, dc. there are probably other memorials worth your time on this veteran's day as well. this morning i visited the wall and thought about war, people who order wars and the people who do the fighting.
in my opinion, war is the failure of people in power to work out differences in a rational manner. for me, its hard to imagine why killing people is a solution to anything. having said that, i also think it is our duty to honor and respect people who choose to be in the military every day.
in my happy little second life it is impossible for me to fully understand the sacrifice members of the military and their families make in any real way. the worry, the fear, figuring out how to live your life while your loved one is working so hard in awful conditions and in constant danger. I cant imagine it. on top of that our government doesn't give the military the tools they need to be successful or the support they need when they come back from war broken mentally and physically. its all just too much.
so, on veteran's day i wanted to take a moment to say -- war is stupid. bring our troops home. and for god's sake we all need to take good care of these brave, strong heroes. thank you to all the current members of the military and to all the vets out there.
waterfalls - aahhhhh

in a vain attempt to convince myself that it does not matter what ugly builds my neighbors put up, i decided to surround my land with lush tropical plants and a waterfall. so far im pleased with how its coming out and ill post pictures when it is done. (or as done as anything ever is, i cant seem to stop messing around with anything at my place.)
anyway, here is a pic of me contemplating buying the waterfall, seconds before i handed over my lindens. its great but in retrospect i should have tried to build something before buying a prefab.
sunday evening concerts

dancing on the beach at molaskey's again. we had three back to back shows by pacific northwest musicians -- wendy curtis, lyndon heart and then patrick lasalle. all three delivered the goods, as usual. someone (hannibal?) started handing out goofy tie dye rave hats and pretty soon everyone was wearing them. if you look at the picture you will notice the hat is bigger than my body. only in second life, right?
tired
friends and music, life is good




friday night, two glasses of good red wine, conversation and dancing with people i love and some wonderful live music. it does not get any better than this!
kaklick martin plays a regular gig on friday nights at 9pm sl at circe broome's luxor stage. kaklick is amazing. he sings original works, some of which have a second life theme and are just perfect. the venue is lovely as well so next week come and join us!
music, music, music

the first thing i did tonight was add a new walk to my ao. now to sl veterans this may not seem like a big deal. but to this novice, messing with scripts and notecards and animations? scary stuff. having said that once i did it i had to laugh at my fear of taking on this project. how easy was that? and now i have a tiny little hud instead of the huge ao i was dealing with. so yay me!
then i set out to explore infotainment island where there is a colorful, musical thingy in the sky. you wander through the semi-transparent shapes which are different colors and sizes. as you walk the shapes move and make a variety of sounds. pic above and a couple more on my flickr if you are interested.
next i caught Jesse2323 Loon LIVE @ The Lily Pad. he plays acoustic guitar and sings a mix of covers and originals. Jesse is a musician with whom i was not familiar and i had never been to the lilly pad either. it was an enjoyable show. beatles, phish, jack johnson, some grateful dead. the crowd was smaller than it should have been as the music was good and quite danceable. apparently this is a weekly gig for jesse so you can catch him thursdays at 5pm sl time if you are so inclined.
finally i headed over to the Freudian slip and listened to the amazing grace macdonnough followed by lyndon heart. i adore these musicians. grace's voice has so much depth and expression its impossible to listen to her and not be moved. lyndon's singing always brings a smile to my face and the time seems to fly by at his shows.
just as i was getting ready to log twiz showed up for a bit. he has been having connectivity problems so we have not had a chance to hang out at all for days. so it was really nice to have time to see him.
all in all a really fun night in sl.
mute my mind
i think the the mute button is one of the most underused and underappreciated tools we have in sl. having said that, i am just not a "muting" avitar. i tend to give people more chances than makes sense for my own mental health but i am cultivating a fondness for my new friend "mute." its so simple and yet so difficult at the same time. why? because mute is just an sl tool. the real muting has to include a mental walking away.now a rl mute button would be a dream, would it not? of course i would like to mute the construction vehicles outside my bedroom window on saturday morning, that goes without saying. more than that i want to mute my own inner critic. the running dialog of "should have," "could have," "wish i didn't." i would pay a lot of lindens for a rl mute button i could use in that way. wouldn't you?
the profile as a weapon

i am an avid profile reader. people use their profiles to communicate a lot about who they are in a small amount of space. i love to see an interesting avitar, look at their profile and see in an instant what they want me to know. if someone has a profile that is unusual i find i want to get to know them better. if someone has a bare minimum of information i wonder why? i mess around with my own profile on a regular basis. not as often as i change my hair, i don't suppose, but almost.
we have all seen profiles with pictures of the avi's nearest and dearest friends, relations, hangouts, business ventures, favorite artists, memorials to past relationships or builds that have disappeared over time. i often explore locations i have found by wandering through the virtual profile playground. i figure if an intriguing avi lists a spot it is at least worth a few minutes of my time to wander over.
but what of the profile as a weapon? have you seen those? i have seen pics placed above quotes clearly designed to hurt someone. i have read sorrowful poetry dedicated to attacking the slove of someone's life who left him for the dom across the sim. what does that kind of a profile pic say about an avitar? does it make them feel better to hurt someone and advertise the fact that they want to be hurtful? how does the target of this type of nastiness feel? the profile as a weapon in a conflict-ridden relationship is a phenomenon i just don't understand.
If its tuesday it must be....
country music? i am normally NOT a country music fan let me say that right up front. but, Vincent Merricks is someone i met through my tiny empires line -- long live cameot!!-- so i decided to check out his show last night. i was most pleasantly surprised by Vincent's perfomance. his voice is smooth and sweet, his song choices were engaging and he performed excellent original work. all of this great music and a hysterical set of country line dancing pose balls made for a fun evening.
so next time you see a notice for a show by the talented Vincent Merricks i strongly suggest you go. you wont be disappointed, especially if the woman wearing the thong body suit and assless leather chaps adorned with flaming fringe is there shaking her groove-thang all night.
so next time you see a notice for a show by the talented Vincent Merricks i strongly suggest you go. you wont be disappointed, especially if the woman wearing the thong body suit and assless leather chaps adorned with flaming fringe is there shaking her groove-thang all night.
do ya do it?

trust. i never really had issues with knowing who i can trust in RL. you can look someone in the eye and listen to their tone as they talk. it is easy to observe the subtle, non-verbal cues we all send out and make choices about how much of yourself to invest in a relationship.
not so much in sl, eh? in my 5 months in sl the one thing i have struggled with more than any other is trust. see, i am a trusting person. i basically believe what people say, take how people represent themselves at face value and try not to judge people's choices. whateva works, yanno? you want to live your sl as a green pixie who rushes in to help me at a moment's notice? way cool. a wind up toy who walks on stilts, have at it. just be who you are, don't lie and we are gonna be friends.
sl lacks eye contact and tone. the subtle cues are missing. i find myself lost without them at times. ok i know you really are not a wind up toy and its likely that my pixie doesnt really have wings. but, i want to know that *you* the person behind the avitar are honest in your dealings with me. this is a lot to ask in a world where imagination rules, right? should it be?
so how do i know who i can trust in a world where people are anonymous and the normal consequences for bad behavior are basically eliminated? well, i could hold back from relationships, refrain from connecting with the wonderful people who wander our world. but that seems like the wrong way to go. i think it is wise to be more cautious than i would be in rl, but at the end of the day i maintain my open, trusting ways. yeah, i got burned by trusting someone who betrayed me. but those scratches in my finish are almost completely buffed out.
"I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you” Friedrich Nietzsche
not so much in sl, eh? in my 5 months in sl the one thing i have struggled with more than any other is trust. see, i am a trusting person. i basically believe what people say, take how people represent themselves at face value and try not to judge people's choices. whateva works, yanno? you want to live your sl as a green pixie who rushes in to help me at a moment's notice? way cool. a wind up toy who walks on stilts, have at it. just be who you are, don't lie and we are gonna be friends.
sl lacks eye contact and tone. the subtle cues are missing. i find myself lost without them at times. ok i know you really are not a wind up toy and its likely that my pixie doesnt really have wings. but, i want to know that *you* the person behind the avitar are honest in your dealings with me. this is a lot to ask in a world where imagination rules, right? should it be?
so how do i know who i can trust in a world where people are anonymous and the normal consequences for bad behavior are basically eliminated? well, i could hold back from relationships, refrain from connecting with the wonderful people who wander our world. but that seems like the wrong way to go. i think it is wise to be more cautious than i would be in rl, but at the end of the day i maintain my open, trusting ways. yeah, i got burned by trusting someone who betrayed me. but those scratches in my finish are almost completely buffed out.
"I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you” Friedrich Nietzsche
monday night music

monday's we usually have concerts at molaskey's and last night was no different. capos claderwood performed in his finger-picking style and he was great. capos writes his own music which is upbeat, funny and totally entertaining. last night our second act double booked himself (doh) so capos played a bit longer, which was a treat for all of us on the beach.
after the music ended chester set off a beautiful fireworks display in celebration of guy fawkes day. i only got hit by one or two rockets and luckily no one got hurt by stray explosions. laughs
after the fireworks we turned back on the stream and a few of us danced well into the night.
tete a pied
tete a pied skins have been blogged to death. but i am going to add my voice to the chorus. in this pic i am wearing Vivant Buff Terre 2. i think this skin is just beautiful. i got the whole buff series which contains 3 makeups ranging from very neutral to a darker, more intense version. all three skins were L$1,200 which is cheap enough that i indulged myself and also bought Vivant Feline 2. sorry no photo of that one but ill post it another time.so get thee to tete a pied!
tree swing - aka "i love pillow talk"
i got a tree and couples tire swing from pillow talk today. i have been wanting to get them for a while and today i finally just took the plunge. i adore the swing! i still need someone who will test out the couple animation with me but for now im swinging on the tire and loving it. i also got a regular swing and branches you can climb. its more fun that i imagined and totally worth your lindens. every thing i have ever bought from pillow talk is amazing and if you ever come to my place you will see a lot of their items. quality stuff!
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