Various, with sneezes
So, what's the big deal with Dave Itzkoff, anyway?
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Dulsey continues brave in banishment, secure in her belief that her real parents will shortly rescue her.
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In Second Life...
*I deleted my house by accident (again)
*the box was empty when I tried to re-rez it (sigh)
*I built a log cabin instead
*the log cabin had no door, so I tried to rez the door from the old house, whereupon...
*the whole old house re-appeared, sitting on the roof of the log cabin
*I now (mostly) have the re-rezzed old house back working except...
*the internal teleport tubes are a little wonky and...
*only one door opens
*...but hey.
*Also, I spent a lovely time walking through Serenity Gardens, which is a work of art. If you're ever in Second Life, stop by.
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We have in house and are attempting to ration ourselves to two episodes/day, the complete Rocky and Bullwinkle, Season One, which would be the tale of the top secret jet fuel, introducing the moon men (whose names I had remembered wrongly as Sidney and Floyd), and of course Boris Badanov and Natasha Fatale. What's frightening is how much of this I remember...
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Don't feel at all well. Coldish and achy. Ick.
Dulsey continues brave in banishment, secure in her belief that her real parents will shortly rescue her.
In Second Life...
*I deleted my house by accident (again)
*the box was empty when I tried to re-rez it (sigh)
*I built a log cabin instead
*the log cabin had no door, so I tried to rez the door from the old house, whereupon...
*the whole old house re-appeared, sitting on the roof of the log cabin
*I now (mostly) have the re-rezzed old house back working except...
*the internal teleport tubes are a little wonky and...
*only one door opens
*...but hey.
*Also, I spent a lovely time walking through Serenity Gardens, which is a work of art. If you're ever in Second Life, stop by.
We have in house and are attempting to ration ourselves to two episodes/day, the complete Rocky and Bullwinkle, Season One, which would be the tale of the top secret jet fuel, introducing the moon men (whose names I had remembered wrongly as Sidney and Floyd), and of course Boris Badanov and Natasha Fatale. What's frightening is how much of this I remember...
Don't feel at all well. Coldish and achy. Ick.
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Here, we're destroying the side yard with visions of garden.
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In a bizzare sort of way, it is. I am the Least Artistic of Mortals(tm) and have a very hard time thinking in three dimensions. Inside the game, I'm learning to manipulate, create, and modify "objects" in 3-D. Which may or may not be immediately useful to my Real Life, but is helping me learn something that I've never really been able to grasp in my life. Sort of like Montessori school for adults.
Besides that, I own and operate a carousel in Second Life, something I'm certainly never going to be able to accomplish in RL, and I find that both amusing and satisfying.
Here, we're destroying the side yard with visions of garden.
Getting to be that time. We have Plans for the Cat Garden, this year...
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