Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Do You Dream?

As I lay me down to sleep this is what I dreamed.

I am standing,
naked, in an elevator and some shadow tosses my chocolate bomber jacket. I have the feeling of an unsatisfying escapade. As the doors to the elevator close I am holding a large white towel. Wrapping the towel around me and then putting on the bomber jacket the elevator descends. I stand looking at the chrome elevator door glistening my reflection. Blond trusses matted like hay on a barn floor crown my head . I do not notice the rest of me in the chrome mirror. Why I am here, How did I get here and Who tossed me the jacket I am wearing are all unanswered thoughts as the elevator stops and the doors glide open. In front of me is a wide open modern space. I am on the second floor with a large atrium rising up to geodesic glass panes forming the roof. Rain silently hits the roof and rivulets stream the water. It is raining hard. Inside, the architecture is soft. White curve walls are adorned with modern art and railing you'd see on a grand sailing vessel.

Walking out of the elevator I see many people wandering in some fluid motion. Looking around at the people I don't noticeanyone looking at me even though I know I must look like something one should keep an eye on. The large open space has two monstrous circular desks wrapped around building support columns. Around these desks are chairs and on them monitors with each desk having room to accommodate some twenty arrangements. Nearly all the chairs are occupied and as I walk around one of the desks I see all of the people at the monitors have SecondLife open. One is a furry inside the monitor and when I look he appears furry in FirstLife. I sit down and log on.

Entering SecondLife at my home I open my inventory and click on a few items. Amazingly my clothes in FirstLife change into the same outfit. I click on different hair and in the corner of the screen I can see a reflection of myself and the hair i put on in SecondLife is now also my hair in FirstLife.

Unexplicibly I get up to leave and walk past all the SecondLifers in FirstLife but see myself walking in each of their screens. I am in both worlds. I rush to the escalator riding down to the lobby my mind rattling thoughts trying to find an answer to what is happening.

My dream shifts and I am running. In a rush but without the knowledge why. Images rush by and I am moving along a dock with an elevated monorail. A people carrier, one I remember seeing at an open sim event last year, shakes the concrete pavement and I look up. Inside are avatars. Furries, Tinies, Human

Up ahead I see a man in a uniform.

As I near him his palm is pointed out at me and he is saying "Stop!"

"Where am I?" I ask.

He tells me I must hurry because the ship is leaving and I need to embark right away.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"It's a Carnival Cruise," he answers.

My mind swirls and all I can think is "I am living in a Carinival,"

And then I awakened and went to work.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009

BORED and other altered states

"I knew life had become a comedy when the Somali pirate's photograph was filled with the biggest smile ever. That's the guy who held the American Captain hostage and managed to get his close knit crew sniper shot."

So, my crazy handler (the firstlife idiot who finds things to do that don't include me) was thinking that crap above the other day and I was trying to get my handler to do something other then watch CNN, read the news, watch some dumb TV show. But no, sometimes my handler tries to exert his own mind. It's so frustrating.

You ever look at your handler in the mirror and say to yourself, "I could do better then this?"

I don't expect a lot from my handler.
-earn enough money to support my SecondLife
-find some casual clothes that don't look so atrocious when walking past the mirror
-do some exercise. Hell, I take care of myself in SecondLife. i expect my handler to do the same.
-learn how to turn off the cell phone when I'm busy
-stop making useless dates in firstlife that only take me away from my friends.
-find some better shoes
-learn how to manage the lighting so I don't feel a glare on my shoulders.

I would love to know some of your pet peeves about your handler.
-Does he/she embrass you when you go past a mirror?

And mine, some of the foods!!!!
-Why would you eat something spicy when it could interrupt my time later.
-I mean why would you eat anything with crumbs over the keyboard.
-And please don't forget the napkin (and I don't like paper. Get a cloth napkin. Paper is so noobie).
- Work on your bladder control. I don't have time for you to get up and pee every 30 minutes.

Oh well, I'm handler is trying to work. What a joke that is. I probably won't have enough money to go to Stilletto Moody, Maitreya, LeeZu, Emery, Cupcake sim, etc. Oh, and what a cheapskate. I was out the other night. Great musician. I wanted to give her 1,000 Lindens and my cheap handler only gave 100.

Yeah, my handler is boring me. How can I find a new one?

Friday, April 3, 2009

The World is Flat

So, the other day I became aware there could be something going on in SecondLife that needs examination. I am calling on a SecondLife Columbus to see if SecondLife is flat.

Is it possible, we have not discovered all of SecondLife's land and sea mass? Because when I venture forth over the map, the world is flat. But then again for thousands of years people in firstlife believed they lived on an infinitely flat surface.

Included was ancient Babylonia, Egypt, Pre-classical Greece and pre-17th Century China. (what does that say about the Chinese?) Especially since Wikipedia says that, 'recent scholarship finds that since the 3rd Century BC, virtually no educated person in Western Civilization believed the earth was flat.'

Now, I question my entire education since I was told in Columbus's time they thought the world was flat. Or perhaps the leaders weren't the 'educated.' (which would not bode well for inherited position.)

But, back to the main subject. Is SecondLife Flat? And, I'm not talking about the current conversations you may all be having. If over the next thousands of years in SecondLife various explorers sailed WEST or EAST (well also NORTH or SOUTH) would they finally find Secondlife is a sphere? Can you imagine have a globe of SecondLife in your firstlife home?

Could we convince Google to make our version of "Google Earth" (haha....some of you are thinking,'now that's a really great idea.' While others are thinking, "someone is insane and it's not me."

We need our Columbus to learn the answer. (We also need to convince the Linden's to devise a plan where SL does become a sphere. Although pear shaped I think is already taken.)

Okay, I'll get back to more important SecondLife questions such as, "what is the coefficent of lag?" 

And you thought us blondie girls were just all fun.

BTW...check out the new issue of VAIN  (click the link blondie)