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Aimee Weber did something really sweet — she built a mailbox and set it up near the Midnight City dumpster, where I sleep for warmth and comfort. As you can see, I like to leave the lights on, even when the sun starts to rise. I smiled bigtime at this, and I'm liking my address! Only thing right now, is I found out that the land has to autoreturn objects, so I kept getting the candles sent back to me. LOL! Or as I could say, pfft.
Fundamentally in Second Life for the past week, I've been putting more of my real life into it, while at the same time enhancing and blurring the lines between these "two existences". HoseQueen McLean?– HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! — pointed me to a particular vehicle which she believed was so me, and you can decide for yourself. Grizzly Dawson built both this "fish buggy" and the boat (which reminds me of something out of Police Academy 5), and I was pleasantly surprised to discover how tintable these vehicular devices are! While something like this?doesn't really exist?on Planet Earth, it sure does here.?HoseQueen also made my new eyes… more enthused joy about that in the near future after she finishes the watermelon factor! Thanx.
Sometimes now, I don an inversion of colors as I fly around — sort of a Bizarro me. Not necessarily evil or anything to that pine-fresh effect, but something definitely feels wrong. And maybe in fact, be wrong. So if you see Torley Torgeson in?the rare?green neon trenchcoat, watchout! =)
(AND THERE IS STILL A HOLE IN THE WHITESTAR CASINO.)
I'm going to talk about wonders now, a sweet new design coming to Second Life that I've been graciously honored to make a few suggestions about. And I've got to say,?"OMG!!! WHAT A TRIP!!!"
Look what Francis Chung came up with. This, Ladies and Gentlemen?and Androids of all sexual persuasions (including asexual), this is the future moving into the present. And it definitely makes me wonder about the wonder. These are the nu models of Animation Overriders — affectionately also known as Franimation Overriders?–?and not only do they feature uberslick design and the appreciative ergonomics of translucent rubber, they've also got Fran's pretty caligrasig on the back. El mucho attention to detail paid. After all, if a script is gonna be in a box, the box had better be niiice. My ever-so-concerned ally, Gwyneth Llewelyn, is doing the docs (write Gwyn write!) and Kex and I had a good time discussing ideas with Fran. You have to see these in motion.
I'm not playing trivia so much anymore. That's because I like to mix things up, so I'm trying a variety of other things. A little building practice here, a lot of product testing in the middle of nowhere, a little more going to social activities at people's houses (and things that resemble houses but in fact are not), and moreso. It's a real thrill, and I'll give you an example off-the-cuff: I was visiting Tony Tigereye's art gallery the other day. (Yes, it was grrreat.) Sort of a bastion of poking fun of artsnobs, but I gotta let you know: there's a lot of eroticnesspornPoRnPORN inside, so if that's not your cup of tea, then you know what to do. I come across this one painting I fancy?titled Crazy Pumpkin Sluts; I find out it's by Gracie Greenacre and Cristiano Midnight. Okay, sure thing, so I IM both Grace, who I'd never met before,?and Cris about it. I hear back from Grace sometime later, and we get on really well — shared craziness. I then find out Grace is at Cris's?place, helping him with photos for his and CrystalShard Foo's new gadget, promoted as SL's Most Advanced Dance Machine. 
Next thing I know, I'm being photographed for the display and we're all getting our groove on here.
Full-fledged party on the beach breaks out after Cris makes the silhouette box disappear, and soon enough, we're using the dance machine in action — liquid, fluid (isn't that redundant??), and using it in a completely seamless and natural environment without having to really pore over the mechanics of it all. Crystal does some testing and tweaking and the system holds. It holds again. We're having a lot of fun dancing to something called techno music 
, and more friends like Tony and Lady and Jan?join us. It all comes together like a Zyggie Piggy. I hang out for awhile, but as I'm about to go, a familiar song come on I haven't heard in ages. 
Lady, the very avatar of h0tn3ss dancing all sexy-slash-dorky in her lilac dress, whispers to me, "Fragma" and I'm like "Toca Me… MIRACLE!"
And yes, as Second Life goes on, this may just be a miracle. The very fact that despite all the bugs and problems and petty forum drama (pfft) — which will look dumbass in retrospect and beneficial to no one's health, I add –?the system of the world works. I will mention the seeming dichotomy of how advanced technology makes us feel?more human, more alive. And yes, as Second Life goes on, this is indeed a miracle.
I feel this time, the loop stands to be broken! 