Rammy Urriah of Second Life

An Educational Post For The Holidays

2011-12-22T17:30:00.000-08:00

I have been sort of lonely since I haven't seen many friends these days, I think they are all busy doing stuff. So I decided to send out a happy holiday greeting to all and hope everyone is feeling good. (I was actually born several years ago during Christmas) Anyway I guess a lot of people don't know all the details about the holiday and since I think it is important to put educational stuff in a blog, here is how Christmas is celebrated around the world.

In Great Britain this guy, whose name was Guy, tried to put a bomb in Parliament on the 26th of December - but the bomb didn't go off. His name was Guy Faults. Well it turned out a big mess, and all the members of Parliament got mad at him and they all got into a big boxing match. The British still to this day celebrate Boxing Day on the 26th.

In the United States Christmas is officially started when they show a TV show called Rudolph the Red Nosed Rain Deer, which is made with these moving puppet things that jerk move around doing stuff in the snow. This show has Burl Ives inside of a snowman. He was a guy who sang folk songs and a lot of people thought people who sang folk songs were communists. In those days some people were freaked out about communists. These people have now been replaced by people who are freaked out about UFOs.

Anyway Burl Ives used to live with the actor Harry Morgan, who sadly passed away last week. I liked Harry Morgan and was sad to hear this, but he was blessed with a long life. I liked his character on MASH but I didn't like his character on Dragnet so much since I though it made the police look like goody two-shoes. I am not sure the term "goody two-shoes" will translate into any thing sensible if you are translating this blog post into Japanese.

Any way getting back to Rudolph and how this fits into everything. In the US when people get together for a holiday party, the parties always end up in a big fight every year. Some of the people think the title should be "Rudolph the Red Nose Rain Deer" and another group think it should be "Rudolph the Red Nosed Rain Deer" (past tense nosed). Often these fights are similar to the British tradition of Boxing Day.

Perhaps the best celebration traditions of Christmas come from Germany. The Germans were the ones who invented the Christmas tree. Beaucoup Weihnachtsplätzchens are enjoyed by all the kids. I think people who don't usually like Christmas should take a trip to Germany anyway since all the little toys are so cute and so clever.

In South and Central America Papa Noel will come and leave a present under your pillow. Papa Noel is usually dressed in a red guayaberra shirt which is more sensible attire for that part of the world. I don't know too many more details on this part of the world, other than llamas are decorated with red hats with a white puff. The llamas eventually pull the hats off and eat them since llamas don't understand the holiday season.

Well I hope I was able to waste some of your time and shed some light on how the Christmas holiday is celebrated in different parts of the world. Please feel free to offer any other traditions that I may have missed. I hope for much happiness for all.

We Humans Are All Pianos

2011-12-16T16:58:00.000-08:00

I was thinking the other day that I was feeling like a piano. Not that I wanted to play a piano but that I was a piano. And that I guess we are all just pianos, with our keys ready to be played by any one who happens to be walking along and says "I see a piano to play." Some people know how to play our keys real well but others are just key bangers that are annoying.

You may note with the picture that I am wearing horns. There is nothing wrong with choosing to wear horns, but this really has nothing to do with this blog post.

But getting back to pianos, one thing that I have noticed is that a lot of people keep their lids closed. This is good in that no one will play your keys but it also means that no one who really knows how to play well will be able to play on you. So there you sit in the piano store with no opportunity to be played, but never risking a bad player playing some really hack rendition of a piece of music.

I guess when we watch TV or the read the news or go to our stupid jobs at work or what ever, we have our keys exposed to the world and must deal with a bunch of nit-wits who will try to play our keys. In fact even when you go to the store or even just try to walk somewhere there are people who think it is OK to just try to play your keys with out any real respect of the beautiful music that you can make as a human being.

I wonder why human beings invented crazy stuff, like why did humans invent music? I mean it is really weird that it is based on all that math and notes and timing and all. I guess that a lot of years ago a bunch of humans were sitting around and one of them invented music and the other humans said "hey that bunch of sounds is really cool and I think this invention should follow human civilization around all over the world" and the human who invented music said "hey, thanks a lot."

My friend Franz gave me a music box that has a picture of his family when you open it. When they were taking this picture they had just loaded up a lot of logs in the fire place and it became so hot that they had to take a lot of their clothes off. I though I would put it in my house but I realized I it was not rotation friendly - but I fixed it and here it is in this picture.

I hope everybody is having a good end of year holiday and that if you live south of the equator that you are having a great summer. Thank you for reading.

The Oxymoronity of Black Lights

2011-11-04T16:42:00.000-07:00

Last night I went over to the store of someone I met a long time ago, Fr0zenHawk Effingham. It is called CoudWhat? and is located here. There is a lot of stuff that reminded me of black lights, which caused some small machine in my brain to think "if white is light, how can it be black?" This small machine located in a tucked away corner just behind the eyeballs occasionally chugs out useless wanderings that are of no real value. We both talked a bit about eyeballs. I am not sure why but eyeballs have been the subject of artists for a zillion years. If you ever want to make a scary picture just put a big eyeball in it.

Anyway I made a picture of Fr0 (see right) but since I was feeling it needed a dash of trip vibe to the scene I adjusted it a bit.

Now I think the time has come to speak of ants. Yes those little six legged intruders into the sanctum of a human's shelter that crawl around like little explorers with one sole purpose, to find food. Once they used to sell these ant farms to kids (I am not sure if they still do) and the kids could look at ants do ant-like things all day long. However since there was no way to insert commercials into the ant farm, their use was limited in the minds of the corporate establishment. Kids who never had ant farms never saw the little ants:

plant corn and drive a little tractor
fetch small ant eggs for omletes
milk the little ant cows for fresh dairy products, like ant milk, ant yogurt, and best of all ant ice cream.

Anyway I think Salvador Dali had many ants in his pictures. Maybe ants get in our dreams at night or something. I think I am getting too ridiculous tonight so I better stop. I hope everyone is doing well and not stressed out about a lot of useless stuff that is truly unworthy of your time. Thank you for reading.

Zombies Are Everywhere

2011-10-27T15:57:00.000-07:00

I met with my friend Franz last night and he wrote about the ZOMBIES!!! We were at a place that I am not sure was officially opened for Halloween but that's OK. He gave me a "ahh!" animation and I put it on and took this picture but it was hard to get all the action to happen at the same time. In this place these people with bloody teeth and hands that stick out move close to you and want something from you but you don't know what.

Sometimes I get mad at stuff and think that many people in the world are just zombies, moving along with out thinking about anything, just watching stupid stuff on television. In fact all television is is just a bunch of advertisements that say "buy this" or "do that". But people still watch it. Once I saw a movie called The Manchurian Candidate, a suspense thriller about an attempt to assassinate a factious president of the United States. The really freaky thing about this movie is that it was made right before President Kennedy got shot. But what was really good was that someone actually wrote a script, not just hired a bunch of nerdy techies to do a lot of gratuitous explosions that light up the screen with sonic rumbles that you can feel through the floor causing you to spill your drink and make your popcorn fly up in the air in a eruption of fake butter yellow coated particles.

Anyway if you get a chance to see this movie you should. (I guess I am giving movie reviews now!) But the line I always remember is: "the human race is divided into two distinct and irreconcilable groups: those that walk into rooms and automatically turn television sets on, and those that walk into rooms and automatically turn them off." Unfortunately the turn on segment is rapidly outnumbering the turn off segment.

Oh well so much for my opinions. But if you have your TV set turned off you are on the road to nirvana in my mind. Thanks for reading.

We Only Know People In Slices

2011-10-20T17:06:00.000-07:00

Once someone told me that he thought people all live in boxes and you only know the side of the box that you can see since you are in a box as well. I guess when you deal with all that x, y, and z stuff you start thinking like a box head.

Once I had an idea for this really cool globe thing that you could wear and it would say "Bad Vibe Shield" and would rotate around you to magically prevent some other person's bad vibes from polluting your inner space. I though maybe some people would pay Lindens for them and give them as gifts and I could have enough money to build a huge shopping mall and be like that monopoly man with the white mustache and the top hat. Then I thought I would just give them away. But I could never make the rotation do what I wanted to and it turned out to be a big goofy thing that didn't work right. I make a lot of things that end up sort of goofy. I never showed it to anyone except once my friend Franz saw it in progress once.

I kept the "Bad Vibe Shield" texture I made and used it to keep people from falling off the edge of a platform I built. It is one of those textures that you can see through.

Anyway I have not written much so I thought I should put some logs on the fire of this blog and say some stuff about knowing people in our minds and about art and anything else that would get a fire glowing in the fireplace in the cosmic blog-o-sphere.

I used to come to SL a lot in the beginning and stay for hours. It really tripped me out to see a virtual reality and to be able to dress up in clothes you can make up and do anything you wanted to. Now I just come for a while and my time schedule is not such that I see many friends any more. But I keep thinking about knowing people in boxes. I think of it as knowing people in slices. All of the humans who did not make friends died out many years ago since the humans who had the "friend" tendency formed tribes to fight off saber toothed tigers and such. The ones that stayed by themselves did not last so long. Thus the Rammy Urriah theory. But I don't think we ever really know people all the way, just a slice of them.

Now for more of the "slice" theory. Sometimes when you have a friend who lives away that you only talk to by phone, you only can tell how their life is by the slice they give you when they call. If they call on a bad day and they seem very sad or upset you end up thinking "yikes, X is doing very bad!" (I use the "X" to designate that it could actually be anyone but you dear readers already know that so my putting this stupid comment in the middle is sort of ridiculous - so please ignore this useless comment) Anyway my thinking is that we know people by the sum of their slices, so we hope that the slices we are given are a good representation of the whole.

Well anyway I hope that everyone is doing well and finding life good. This is my slice of me tonight. Thank you for reading.

Mad Beyond Words!!!!

2011-10-05T16:26:00.000-07:00

I am really mad. I am so mad that I am going to sound like some sort of volcano blogger that just vents and spits out like a grouch pot. (I am not sure what a "grouch pot" is - but it sounds like how I feel)

I was editing something in Second Life and the ^$#@~'s that came out with the computer interface who obviously are are a pack of nit-wit zombies who either don't understand appropriate human computer interface or are just in need to collect a fat paycheck to afford their overpriced San Francisco hill shacks don't understand the value of undo. I somehow (accidentally) deleted something elaborate that I was working on and there is no logical "undo" of a deletion. Yes I know there is a "control-z" but it is poorly implemented and may or may not restore. It is no wonder why people who are creative are abandoning this platform like air from a tire on a bicycle that just ran over a nail.

Why is is that in most standard computer interfaces when you want to undo something you can? Is it that we as are supposed to feel the "user" is simply not as "smart" as the people who are the brilliant computer genius engineers who wrote the *&*#^! software!

At this point I am not sure I even care any more. I am so &@^#*ing mad that I don't want to every create anything. Maybe this is why creative people are losing interest in Second Life. I hope some Linden god reads this!

Well don't worry dear readers, I will cool down in a few minutes. I am not really a hot-head by nature. But I am so mad now that I am thinking that I perhaps had better not post this. But wait a minute, why not? (as you can tell dear readers your poster is not afraid of voicing an opinion) OK here is this post.

Where Are We In the Cosmos?

2011-09-24T15:51:00.000-07:00

There. How's that for a wild post title? You know what I really hate are people who say stupid stuff in group IM's and blast them out to all group members. Some of those group members may be doing something important such as clipping their toenails and do not want to hear that blabbing. OK I know that sometimes I say stuff that is stupid in an open chat at a party (but not in a group IM) and then after I think about it I say to myself "eek! that was not a good thing to say" but alas, as in RL, if we never said stuff, be it goofy or not, we would live in a land of people with tape over their mouths. If you are a school teacher you may want to put tape over kid's mouths but I think that is against the law.

I haven't posted for a while, but then again I really had nothing worthwhile to say. I have taken a picture of me outside my house standing next to pinky the flamingo. The house is sort of odd in that it is rather goth and I am not really a goth person but it was what was here and it is very nice. There are skeleton heads over the windows.

Now this part of the post is about stuff that may not be of any great importance to your life but here it is anyway. Do you know that if the normal life expectancy is, say 77, that means:

77 years times 365 = we will may see 28,105 sunrises.

(Of course if you sleep until noon this theory is thrown out the window!) I guess that also means 28,105 sunsets too. If it is rainy then I guess there are not that many. I guess the bottom line is that stupid stuff that happens in the middle of the day is not very important. Maybe I should find some group I belong to and paste all these goofy thoughts in and blast them out. Don't worry I won't do that, I do have class with a capital K. (That's from a Cab Calloway song)

I hope everyone is doing well and that you are enjoying your 28,105 sunrises and sunsets. Thank you for reading.

An Advertisement for My Friend Franz

2011-08-16T16:05:00.000-07:00

Last night I visited my friend Franziskus Ninetails (who is a famous celebrity in SL) and he was telling me about his houses that he has built and are at his store. Here is the place to go to find them. You should go there if you want a house with a medieval flair, the prices are quite reasonable.

I took a picture of one of the houses that was rezzed by the rezzing machine. Here we are looking at it.

Last night I was feeling sort of lost in RL and SL so I just wondered around sending IMs to people who I had not spoken to for a long time. I guess we all feel lost in the universe from time to time. We humans are interesting animals. We are hard wired to be social with each other since the humans who did not form communities were eaten by saber-toothed tigers many years ago.

I told my friend Franz that I will put a link to his store on my blog that zillions of people read. (LOL) This next part may seem to have nothing to do with this post but it does. I really hate when people throw chewed up chewing gum on the street or parking lot. When you step in it it sticks to your shoe and you say &*%#@! chewing gum! - what sort of stupid jerk threw it out like this!!! Sometimes in life stuff is just like that chewing gum, it sticks to your mind. Chewing gum on the shoe is not a good thing but the metaphor is. Sometimes things stick to us. But not in a bad way like chewing gum, but just in a way. I often wonder as we go through life if there is a cosmic chewing gum on the shoe system that we meet people in our lives.

Well anyway I should have thought this crazy post through more before I typed it in. But the nice things about posts that are not thought out is that you can see the person who typed it in better. Thank you for reading.

Bananas and Their Friends

2011-08-06T14:54:00.000-07:00

Sometimes when a person sits down to write stuff they just have to say "hey maybe it is better for my mind to run free." I think that is a good philosophy. Maybe I should run for office. But then again I think to do well in politics you must let your "mouth" run free, I don't think your mind is really a component.

I jointed a group my friend Gordon suggested called "Miscreants' Academy." I is fun to play different things. Our brains make us play different things, sort of like dreams I guess. I feel sorry for people who don't know what the concept of play is. They are people who are very unhappy are not so much fun on the sensual and biological interaction side. Since this is a "G" rated blog I will let the readers interpret further on that statement.

Anyway I digress. The whole point of this post is about bananas. I actually had a real banana tree in my back yard once. The bananas were the little ones that they don't sell in stores. There are many philosophies about selecting bananas in the store. If you go to the store you see bananas in "hands" - that's what I call the groups of six or seven that are still connected. (that may even be a real term - it sort of sounds like a real term) There are some people that just snap off one or two from the hand. They unconsciously plop them in their shopping cart and move on.

Now this part is going to sound goofy - but I guess this must add something to the total picture of who I am. I can never pull some bananas off from their little banana group. That is because I feel very sorry for the bananas - that they are torn away from their friends. I know that is crazy because I take them home and eat them, but it is hard to break them up. I have been thinking about this wacko theory for a few days now, and I think it is due to my feeling that humans have friends and that friends are some cosmic connection of some sort.

Well thank you for taking the time to read this post.

Anteaters Are Always Welcome At Picnics

2011-07-04T16:29:00.000-07:00

Even though this picture of my friend Gordon and myself has nothing to do with picnics, nor does it have anything to do with anteaters, I thought that would make a good title.

I haven't posted anything for a while but my theory is if you don't feel a post in the oven then you should not post stuff that is half-baked. Although I guess a lot of my baked stuff is half baked so maybe that theory doesn't work at this blog. Once at a pot luck dinner I brought an "experimental" dish. Sometimes this can make you the hit of the party - or - people can try the experiment and try very hard not to throw up in a volcano like eruption. This would be very similar to the ancient city of Vesuvius except that instead of being permanently encased in volcanic ash for future educational science TV shows, you would be covered in vomitosity of indescribable horror and the party would be ruined. (Vomitosity is a word I think should be included in the dictionary.)

Well here is the news. My friend Harter Fall made some cool stuff and you can see it here. I wanted to put this in my blog since the blog robots of the search engine gods see these things and it adds a mark to the great cosmic book of virtual knowledge. I like it when people do things.

I went to a party the other day, it was a goth party. I don't have that much goth stuff but I found some skin and a cool black cape. When you are at a party it is sort of a strange thing. When you say something in open chat it is important to not say anything that may make people think you are a weirdo or anything. Sometimes I guess in both RL and SL we say things that are half-baked. But I guess we have to be balanced because if we always worry about the fear of the half-baked we would never open our mouths. I guess it is all a matter of knowing when to take the cake out of the oven.

I guess I don't have much to say aside from a bunch of goofy stuff. So I guess this is just a petite post tonight. I hope everyone is happy these days and is enjoying life on what ever cosmic level turns you on. Thank you for reading.

The Naked Human

2011-06-04T15:32:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I think "Hmmm - what would a great title be for this post?" and come up with all sorts of things that probably are quite silly or non-serious. I wonder if there is a thing called non-serious. Many people would get real mad at people who are non-serious. These people are serious so they are type S and others are type NS. The type NS are fun to be around, but they have to be not TOO NS and have an S side that is a available so they will have an anchor to reality. That is important I guess.

Sometimes I write stuff about my friends in SL but I seem to be going off the deep end tonight. I made some really cool glasses (see picture). Then I was thinking about how people make themselves. Some people make themselves into fashion models. If you have the power to invent yourself then why not? But maybe inventing ourselves is the story of our naked self.

I think a lot of people who like to make money make a lot of money exploiting the way we want or need to invent ourselves. Maybe that is the great secret to making money. Maybe that is ALL making money is about. Well maybe or maybe not. A blog is just like a diary turned upside down. When you write in your diary it is locked up with a key and no one can read it. But a blog it is turned upside down, EVERYONE in the world can read it. I guess it all freaks me out. But as long as I can be an NS - all will be OK.

But don't worry dear readers - there is still even more to this crazy story! At one time people used to take picture with cameras with film. There were two types, the type where when you looked through the little window you looked through the lens, and those that you looked at the thing you wanted to take a picture of through a viewfinder. If you had a viewfinder then you had to be careful not to forget to remove the lens cap otherwise you would see what you wanted to take a picture of but the film would not. Many a great picture could be ruined by forgetting to take the lens cap off. All the photographers who had those types of cameras stuck together because they all needed to help each other to remember to take off the lens cap. The photographers would be at a beautiful vista snapping photos, but when they say one of their group had forgotten to take off the lens cap, they would all yell "LC, LC!". (LC = code words for "lens cap" - a secret code message)

I guess there must be a point to that goof-ball story and that is that in life I guess we must remember not to forget to take off the lens cap from time to time. And that wearing glasses is OK too. We are all naked and that's just the way it is.

Wedding!

2011-05-27T16:39:00.000-07:00

I couldn't come up with a good title for this post so I just called it "wedding!". I went to the wedding last night of Teleny and Derren that was officiated by Mistletoe Ethaniel. Franz and River were there too. I am sitting in the back in a pew and I just have a very little head in this picture. I wore a tuxedo but I don't like to wear it because it is so cheap - in fact it was a freebie. It makes me look like Gumby or something. I don't know why but it made my arms look like rods with dumb flat hands.

I am not sure why I am thinking about Gumby, that was a ridiculous animated bunch of nonsense about a green eraser. At least I think he was an eraser. He had a head that tilted up to a corner and looked like an eraser. Once I saw a show on TV where a new teacher from Holland was hired to work in the USA (New York City I think) and the young new teacher told his students to be sure to have a rubber available if they make a mistake on their math work. The students roared with laughter since the term had another meaning in the US. Anyway I digress, getting back to Gumby. I always thought Gumby was sort of silly except for one show where he had a lemonade stand that advertised "all you can drink for one dollar". A customer came to the lemonade stand and asked for a lemonade. He drank it down. He said "I would like another". Gumby answered back "I'm sorry that's all you can drink". For some reason I remember that being the funniest thing I had ever heard and laughed aloud for ten minutes without stopping.

Anyway I hope everything goes well for my friends. Thank you all for reading.

Yikes Beaucoup Pfeifens!

2011-04-24T15:57:00.000-07:00

Hello blog readers - I hope you are doing well and in a good state of mind these days. My friend Franz called me the other night to a dance at the Zeus Club (I am not sure the exact name) and Derren and Teleny were there too. Franz has been making a revolution around the sun in RL and was having a dance to celebrate it.

I have not posted anything for a while since I have been real busy. I think we all get too busy sometimes and need to look at clouds or something. I asked Franz about lightning bugs (or some people say "fire flies") because they are really cool insects that you can catch in the summer. I guess it is not quite summer yet.

A lot the people at the dance had a different brain pattern. My brain pattern theory (and now hold on dear readers for still another theory that will leave a splat on the wall of continuing unnecessary blathering in the great zone of humanity) is that people have different brain patterns at different different points in time. Some brain patterns push people into blowing whistles and going "hoot hoot" or pushing a button that makes them go "hoot hoot".

I guess I must think too much or something. But I like all my friends because they have a flower inside all the stuff they say. I guess when we talk the words really are just a bunch of sounds but the stuff that is underneath the sounds is where all the real value is.

But getting back to lightning bugs, I think that they are probably not so keen on being caught but I like their yellow glow. I don't know why it even came into my mind. I guess everybody's brain patterns are a lot like trees. Some trees grow tall but do not bend much but others' just bend as the wind blows. I guess a lot of different types of trees make a forest or something.

Well anyway dear blog readers, thank you for reading and I hope you are not stressed about stupid stuff because it is not worth it.

Chiaroscuro, Brain Castles and the Cranial Theory

2011-02-20T15:43:00.000-08:00

My friend Greville Oh invited me up to his house the other night. It was filled with a boatload of red objects since he likes red a lot. He was putting together a web site of Chiaroscuro and we talked a bit about how humans learn to do new things (like build websites and stuff) along with other seemly important things.

Since it is hard and expensive to build a sim I wanted give this link so all the zillions of readers who read this blog (LOL) can read about Chiaroscuro. It is sort of an odd mix up of different stuff, I am not sure if it fits exactly in a category. But then again most people don't fit in a category anyway.

And now on to another subject.

I am just a normal human and I get stressed about stupid stuff in RL so I was feeling stressed. When you get stressed sometimes you think of crazy stuff and since as many readers of this blog know, crazy stuff is most of this blog. But since these ideas are good new philosophies I think I should bring them to the dinner table of great philosophies. I guess there are a lot of people that have studied philosophy that may say "Rammy - what makes you think you know philosophy since you don't have an advanced degree for a major university?" to which I say "well maybe not but I know that if you eat a blueberry Popsicle your tongue will turn blue."

There are some people in life that build brain castles. This is what happens when humans don't let other humans into their brain, sometimes because they are afraid of something that may happen. I guess it is OK to have brain castles but you should always remember to let the draw bridge down from time to time. True some bad people may get in but if you never let the drawbridge down it is guaranteed that no good people will ever get in and your life will be lonely.

Now philosophy number two - the cranial theory. Actually this should be the "crane-e-all" theory. If you ever see a new building being built you may say "hey - I wonder how tall this building will be?". All you need to do is look at the crane. The crane would never be taller than the building since that would be a waste. But it would not be shorter since then the building could not be built to its height by the crane. So cranial theory means that you can predict the future with stuff you can see in the present.

Well I hope everyone is doing OK these days and don't let things stress you out. Thank you for reading.

What Goes On Inside the Mind of a Reptile?

2011-01-28T16:17:00.000-08:00

Well dear readers I guess I had new philosophical thought the other day. A great cosmic noodle of nonsense hit my brain and that noodle of nonsense (to be known as a NON) stated: "A lot of stuff makes up life, but none of those stuffs by themselves make up a life, it takes a lot of stuffs to make up life."

And now here is the story to explain this. Once there was someone walking down the street in a major city that at the southern tip of a very large country. The person walking saw a car stop in the middle of the road and the driver just started honking the horn. He beeped and beeped and beeped. The person walking thought maybe he was saying hello to someone he saw on the street that he knew or something. Then it turned out there was an iguana in the road and the guy was honking to make it move. Now you may think that when you are an iguana and a large metal object makes a loud noise like that you should run like crazy. But no! The iguana's brain must have been stuck in contemplation mode or something - it just sat there looking up at the car. Finally its iguana brain came to the conclusion "yikes - I've got to run away!" and off it ran, tail up in the air.

The other night I had a good conversation with my friend Leif Ashdene on the SL chat phone. We talked about subjects related to snow. If I had to go on a game show and answer questions about dealing with snow I would probably not win any prizes and the music would end going wah wah waaaah.

But getting back to snow I had an idea that it could be melted with flame throwers and all the snow could be cleared. Leif correctly pointed out that that would be a disaster, it would melt all the cars under the snow. (note to Micheal Bloomberg: do not contract the services of the Rammy Urriah Snow Management Company)

But the point to this is the mind of reptiles. Since I know TV history (I could do good on a game show here) the idea of fire breathing dragons came into my head as I talked to Leif. There were three dragons I could think of from TV and popular music, Kukla, Fran, and Ollie (Ollie was the dragon), Puff the Magic Dragon (really a song not a TV show), and the third dragon (which is technically a sea serpent but since this is my blog I can bend the rules).

Did you ever wonder where the term "propeller head" comes from? That's what they call techie people. I think it comes from this TV show, Beanie and Cecil. You should watch this, it is really wild. I like the part where all the kids spin around and around the TV like it is a magic object and the song goes "come on kids lets flip our lids, higher than the moon". Then their propellers spin off into outer space. It is really trips me out to watch. It is almost like experiencing an alternative reality.

P.S. (I don't think you can say "P.S" in a blog but anyway) Here is a site with more information on this weird cartoon.

A Nice Christmas Conversation

2010-12-25T15:33:00.000-08:00

Having a conversation with other people is a really strange and complicated thing humans do. I wonder why we humans invented the idea of conversation? Then I started thinking about how people get lonely and maybe the loneliness is an instinctual response because the humans who did not get lonely and need to talk to people died out a zillion years ago or something.

Well anyway dear blog readers last night started out weird. (not related to the picture you see - that will come later) I ran into a weird person who did not speak well. I don't mind that because I don't expect everyone to speak English well, but he just blurted out his fantasy demands (I will leave that part to your imagination) and as though his world was just a carnal ejaculation with no awareness of the subtleties of human nuance. In other words - "what a sleaze bag".

Then I met up with Derren Nexen and had a very good conversation. I took a picture and there it is. As you can see there were these red pose balls that made it look like we had just finished playing soccer (or football as they say in England) and we have the balls on our arms.

The conversation was filled with all sorts of cool idea path ways and pleasant avenues of our mental gardens. I guess only humans have conversations, although I think birds talk to each other too sometimes. But I think birds don't really get into talking that much although I don't know since I'm not a bird. Sometimes when it is cold birds will all sit on the telephone wire. They sit and sit and they are actually listening to our telephone conversations through their feet. They sometimes turn to the bird on their side and say in bird talk "get a load of that crazy person talking on the phone" and laugh in their bird laugh sound. Well frankly I don't care that birds are laughing at me.

Well I hope everyone is having a good Christmas holiday even if you don't celebrate it. Just don't let some evil merchant make you feel guilty for not buying a boat load of stuff you shouldn't be wasting your money on in the first place. Thank you for reading.

Buy, Sell, Eat

2010-11-28T16:55:00.000-08:00

Once upon a time (all great stories start that way) there were a bunch of mice that lived in a nice cage owned by evil scientists. They were very happy mice, they just laid around all day, sometimes getting water from the bottle with their little pink mouse tongues licking it out (lick, lick, lick) and running on the wheel (squeak, squeak, squeak - wheel needs some oil) and sleeping in a big pile of mouse bodies. When they sleep all their little bellies go up and down sucking in air and when you look at it looks like a fur ball vibrating. They looked just like that episode from the old Star Trek show where Captain Kirk was covered by tribbles.

Well everything was doing well in the mouse cage except the evil scientists were not happy unless they were conducting experiments. Evil scientists get agitated if they don't do experiments. So they decided to see what would happen if they added more mice to the cage. Well it started out OK except things started to get ugly. Instead of one or two mice licking the water bottle - a whole bunch of little tongues all competed for a lick. As to the wheel, well that was a mess. There were three mice on the wheel at once. Then when one mouse would get tired on the wheel the other two kept going and the tired mouse went round and round upside down. Then there were a bunch of other mice waiting in line for wheel time yelling "hey don't bogart that wheel!!" (these mice used a lot of American slang from underground comic books sometimes)

Well to make the whole story more interesting (or as some critics may say more ridiculous) there was another bunch of mice that the evil scientists wanted to experiment on. They gave them chocolate candy and let them sit around and watch TV all day. The mice liked to watch Tom and Jerry cartoons because it made the mice feel superior. Cats generally don't care for Tom and Jerry cartoons particularly because it shows cats in a bad light. In fact cats generally don't care for TV anyway, with the exception of Mr. Ed the talking horse re-runs and the Charlie Brown Christmas Special. But I digress.

There really isn't much point to this whole story. I just thought it would be cool to make myself look real fat and take a picture of myself. Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to be in another body. There was an episode of the cartoon TV show The Jetsons where the wife went to the beauty parlor and instead of getting a new hair style she just popped on a new head. At least I think that is what I remembered seeing. I think I must have to have my head examined for remembering something goofy like that. Well anyway I thing I am going to conclude this big mess by saying I think the lesson is that we should learn is not be mice in a cage, no matter if we are the mice in cage number one that is too crowded or the mice in cage number two that sit around watching TV and eating candy. Thank you all for reading and please be happy.

Finding Your Tribe

2010-11-14T15:56:00.000-08:00

Please forgive me dear readers for not getting an SL picture for this post. I am trying to understand where I am in time. A long time ago we all knew what tribe we belonged to because you needed to be in a group since if you weren't in a group you would be eaten by wild saber toothed tigers. People in groups could figure out how to all get together to scare the saber toothed tigers away by waving their hands and yelling "whoop whoop whoop". When a bunch of people yell "whoop whoop whoop" saber toothed tigers are quite intimidated.

These days we are all spending our times finding our true tribes. I guess we like to find and build human relationships and stuff. But because we can build a tribe that exists all over the virtual world now it really makes things complicated but interesting.

I read a post by my friend Franz who sad that Henryk Gorecki had died. He was a great artist and I was sad to hear of his passing. There are so many people who have written music in the last century that are not heard much. I am going to put a link to Ciurlionis who was an artist in multiple mediums. I really like his paintings. I think his music reminds me of Gorecki in some ways.

I'm not a super smart "know-it-all" when it comes to music and art and stuff but my theory is that you don't conquer art, you instead just have an intimate relation with it. I guess that means you have to go (as the scarecrow said in the Wizard of Oz) both ways. Now I am really rambling.

Well I hope I find my tribe one day so I don't get eaten by a saber toothed tiger.

Dancing With A Ram

2010-10-26T16:20:00.000-07:00

I haven't said much these days since I have been busy but I figured I better say something. I guess there is a lot to be said for saying nothing, but I want to be sure to say something so people know I that I have nothing to say.

I had a nice conversation dance Rian OHanlon. A conversation dance is when you dance but are having a conversation. I took a picture. The picture was kind of cool, a ram (Rian) dancing with me (Rammy). Oh well I digress.

Well I hope all friends are doing well. Thank you for reading this big nothing post.

The Volcano Effect

2010-10-07T15:03:00.000-07:00

Well dear readers I am not sure were I am going with this post. I guess I had a boat load of stuff that I wanted to put out so I decided I felt like a volcano about to erupt. So I guess this is the volcano effect.

I decided to be purple these days. I don't know why - but it sort of is nice to be just a little different. Then I had this really weird thought. What if someone tried to bully me since I was purple. Fortunately I have a magic avatar energy shield that will prevent any harm coming to me. But then I was thinking about why people are bullies in the first place and what that weird space was all about. Human interaction is really complex so my brain went into overload and I had to stop thinking.

I saw this really cool show on TV the other day about how we all are very similar to fish genetically. I guess scientists think we evolved from fish. If you look at an embryo from a fish and then a human they look a lot alike. Then the TV show started talking about monkeys and apes and how they may not be related to humans since they are like a different branch of the tree. I like all that science stuff because it makes you think about stuff and if you don't think you will drive your brain into the ditch and have to spend your life as a puppet on a string by people who trip out on pulling strings.

Anyway I keep thinking about bullies. And I keep thinking about how humans evolve from fish. Then I started thinking about all these weird cells that you look at under the microscope and how they interact with each other. I tried to think of bullies as a necessary part of human civilization and that maybe they had some purpose. But I don't think they do. I think that bullying other people is an unnecessary function of humans.

I think bullies are just people who freak out about their awareness of the reality that humans can be male and female at the same time. I think they are trying to kill something in their heads that scare them. I guess stuff that comes from inside people's minds is where evil comes from.

I Hate Spiders

2010-09-09T16:26:00.001-07:00

Today I thought I would dress up in a scuba suit and wander around. Here I am at the Star Trek Museum. You may wonder why I am wearing scuba gear. Well to be honest I really don't know. It just seemed like a cool idea. I started wondering around SL in scuba gear to see if any one would say "Hey - what's the big idea? Why are you wearing scuba gear?" But no one did. I guess most people have more important things to think about than why some crack pot is wearing a scuba outfit.

Anyway I was talking to my friend Kyne Tigerpaw tonight. We started talking about spiders. I really hate spiders. They creep me out. They have creepy legs and actually have eight or more eyes. What a weird creature to have eyes all over its body!

I have always hated spiders. I think it goes back to when I was a little boy and had these really cool cardboard people that made up a family. It was some stupid thing that they gave away at the gas station for kids to play with. There was a father, mother, brother, and sister. I think there was a cardboard dog too, I can't remember. But then I remember all of a sudden a creepy black spider was crawling on the side of one of the cardboard family. I was freaked out.

Even though I don't like them, here is some stuff that I read in researching this post. I must be nuts to get so obsessed with them.

But my point is that I had this cardboard family that even though it was not real it was a real family to me. And the family was attacked (well not really "attacked" more like crawled over) by a spider. But I guess I must have been really freaked out because the cardboard family did seem real to me, and it was sort of a reality that was violated or something. I think this may be a post that no one will write a comment on since sounds sort of weird. Well anyway thanks for reading.

People Who Are Not Empties

2010-08-05T16:32:00.000-07:00

I went over to my friend Ricardito Castaignede's house last week and he was working on making himself look better. I told him I would write about him in my blog but have been so busy that I have let it go for a few weeks. Since I am a lazy news reporter I saved the conversation that we had but I cut out the stuff that is not appropriate for the entire universe to read:

[16:28] Rammy Urriah‧: family is good - friends are better because they are optional
[16:29] Ricardito Castaignede‧: amen to that, brutha!
[16:29] Rammy Urriah‧: that sort of sounded profound - but maybe it is just rambling
[16:29] Ricardito Castaignede‧: i thought it was pretty profound
[16:29] Ricardito Castaignede‧: blog-worthy even! :)
[16:30] Rammy Urriah‧: i shall have to remember that then
[16:30] Ricardito Castaignede‧: Write about me! And remember to mention how sexy and single I am!
[16:30] Ricardito Castaignede‧: :)
[16:31] Rammy Urriah‧: ok - for what ever good that will do - if ANYONE reads my blog
[16:31] Ricardito Castaignede‧: I do - thats one.
[16:31] Rammy Urriah‧: well let me get a picture of you - hold on....
[16:32] Ricardito Castaignede‧: I didnt realize you wre still here!
[16:32] Ricardito Castaignede‧: Cheese!
[16:33] Rammy Urriah‧: ok - i got a good shot
[16:33] Ricardito Castaignede‧: YOu got my good side? :)
[16:34] Rammy Urriah‧: since i am not a great journalist it may not appear tonight though
[16:34] Ricardito Castaignede‧: no rush

On another day this past week I went to my friend Franziskus Ninetail's house. I had not seen him for a long time. I read from the book of my mind (LOL) in this picture. He is sad because his SL family is not together much these days. I don't have a lot of answers to why things happen but I guess people go away for reasons we may never know.

Life is strange sometimes. Today I was thinking about how people try to invent themselves. You may think inventing yourself is a bad thing, that you should be honest about "who you are" and all that. But I guess it human nature to invent ourselves in one way or the other. Humans would be like boring blobs of dough if they didn't do this. But maybe some humans should be "boring blobs of dough" since we need boring people to do stuff that interesting people would mess up with, since interesting people could not focus on the "blobs of dough" tasks that human civilization requires. I think the blobs of dough people are a category I will call the "empties". The empties are people who run around with their mouthes open like a mail box that you can put mail into. They are everywhere. So just remember that no matter how bad the world is that day - if you are upset about it - then you are NOT an empty.

A Bunch of Stuff and a Piano

2010-07-16T18:21:00.001-07:00

I guess this post is going to be a rambling mess. When you are in school you are supposed to have an introduction paragraph, then expand on that, then a concluding paragraph. I guess this post is not really going to have a beginning at all but just fall into the inner thoughts of Rammy Urriah just like a wild ride at the carnival.

Anyway I was wondering who Eddi Haskell is. He is a very famous person in SL. When I first heard the name I thought he was a griefer since it was sort of a menacing sounding name. The guy on Leave It to Beaver was sort of the wise guy who was always sort of mean in a way. But the SL person is a photographer and takes pictures. That made me think of how bad my picture taking is. (see last post for evidence) I guess I don't know how to think in a square or something. When you have a coloring book you are supposed to color in the lines to make the picture look good. But if you are coloring and want to add some new objects, it never looks right since raw crayon is not part of the way the scene was intended by the multi-national coloring book industry.

When I was a kid there were some other kids who would NEVER let any person color a page in their coloring book since they wanted to have full control of that tome of illuminated manuscript master work. The kids that wanted the perfect coloring book (a coloring book that was perfect in every way) grew up to adults. They are all around us, and appear on TV talk shows as "experts". By the way, I wonder how they make money? I guess they are "professional experts" who are paid big bucks by the international coloring book control freak conspiracy.

Anyway back to Eddi Haskell. He has an art gallery that I am going to give an an advertisement for. You should go there if need something, and the prices are quite reasonable. I thought that maybe I would meet him there but he wasn't there at the time. There was a piano so I slipped on a tux and played and took a picture. This is a good picture because I didn't just snap like like I was buzzing a buzzer on one of those game shows where you can win a new refrigerator or a trip to Hollywood to meet a star who would be making milk shakes in Wisconsin except that he or she is a star.

I am worried that all the friends on my list are going away. It sort of makes me sad. I have lots of friends that go away that I never see anymore. I must be kind of crazy I guess, but it makes me feel as though we are just in a bus station in life, we sit, talk to others, but when our bus arrives, we leave and never see the people in the waiting room again. I guess that's a sad way to look at things. I keep meeting new people all the time but want to hold on to the old friends too.

Anyway thank you for reading.

Old and New

2010-06-12T15:23:00.000-07:00

Hello blog readers, I will probably not post for a bit due to RL adventures, but I wanted to talk about what I did last night. Last night I had a conversation with two friends, one new Teleny Macarthur, and one old Franziskus Ninetails. Whenever you have conversations with friends you take little bits and put them into the pot of soup you are making in your life.

Well anyway we were talking about stuff that really wasn't so important that it would solve all the worlds problems or anything like that. I had this idea that I should have an evil twin, and I would call him "Spammy Urriah". That's because I think the people who send out spam are evil. I think it is good to have an evil twin because when you do something bad it is good to have someone else to blame it on. If there is a really good looking cake in the refrigerator and you want to eat a piece but it is for a party then you can blame the mystery of why a piece is missing on the evil twin. Evil twins are good for all kinds of purposes.

But then Teleny and Franz started coming up with other names for my new evil twin. Teleny said he could be very heavy = Hammy Urriah. Franz said a singer = Grammy Urriah. This picture was taken by Cammy Urriah. This picture is just plain terrible. It is so bad that it should be used in classes for people in picture taking classes to learn what NOT to do. First of all the angle makes Franz look like he has super long legs! Then we are talking but all looking away from each other - out into space.

But despite my bad picture taking (I like to have a picture because if I didn't put any pictures in my blog you may think I was making all of this up) I had a nice visit. I ended up with some new crazy theories after our conversation. Number one is that doing nothing but talking can be more than doing lots of stuff but not taking in. It is good to talk to friends because they make you feel good and you make them feel good. I don't exactly understand all the science of why that is but it works. I am glad I have friends because they sort of go into my head and I am glad they are there. I was thinking there should be a theory number two but I think one theory is enough since I sort of am going off the deep end again. Maybe theory number two should be that it is important to be a good guest in other people's minds as they are in your mind.

Well if you are not my friend but are just came across my blog via some odd search, I am going to give you an invitation into my mind, so please come in. But if you are my friend then I give you a big welcome hug. Poor Franz seemed very tired last night, I hope he feels better soon. Well anyway thank you all for reading.

How Silly Putty Alters Reality

2010-06-06T15:18:00.000-07:00

Well dear readers the other night I had a long chat with my friend Leif Ashdene about subjects that may not seem important to anyone, in fact if you were to simply click the back button on your browser right now and never read this post I will guarantee you will live a full and complete life without ever wasting a droplet of eyeball energy. (I guess eyeball energy comes in droplets) But the weird thing is that we were just chatting and didn't see each other so we could have been dressed up as dragons or monsters and the other person would never have known. Leif was talking about winding down as we all do after dealing with the day's *(^#&!. (insert your own term here) I had an idea that there should be some RL silly putty that you could press down on the faces of people you got mad at and then stretch them out into funny shapes.

Then Leif mentioned that silly putty (which was some stuff that was like some sort of oddball rubber concoction dreamed up by brilliant scientists who wore lab coats and wished they were making something useful but since they had bills to pay they had to invent silly putty to get rich) always smelled funky. We talked about silly putty for a long time, indicating that we are either extremely detailed people or extremely boring people.

Then I told a story that was slathered with sadness. Sometimes it is good to tell a very sad story because after you do you feel better. Go figure. Well here is the sad story:

And now....The Sad Slinky Story. Once there was a little boy who had a birthday party. The little boy knew that he could ask for a new toy to play with, so he thought and thought and decided he wanted to have one of those spring toys that could do tricks. He had seen them on television and since it was on television and the kids in the commercial where having fun, then he would have fun too. He was very happy at his birthday party because he had his very own Slinky.

At the party there was an older boy who went to real school, not kindergarten. Since he was old and he knew how to write letters and numbers, the little boy figured he must know stuff. The older boy said that one thing you can do with a Slinky is to stretch it all the way around the house. The little boy, who despite not having an understanding of mechanical engineering or physics, wasn't too sure this would work. But after all the big kid was older so he must know about these things. Well dear blog readers as you can probably surmise at this point this story is leading to a rather sad ending. The little boy's Slinky did not make it around the house as described by the older kid. The little boy's brand new toy never made it back to its original slink. The little boy was so upset but tried very hard not to cry because he didn't want to let his friends see him cry.

I have absolutely no idea what the meaning of that story even is. I guess the lessen is to not blindly trust people who say they know stuff. Maybe it is just part of life to have bad things happen in the middle of happy times. This will sound really crazy but it is so sad that it actually makes me laugh. Oh well life is interesting. Well good wishes to all, thank you for reading.

Touch the Earth

2010-05-22T15:44:00.000-07:00

I was thinking about boat load of stuff today and I guess when you think about stuff it all comes out. So here it is: the most important people in human civilization know how to touch the earth. My friend Andrej and I went to a shopping mall and there was a massage table you could try out. So here is a picture of me trying out a massage on Andrej. We talked and talked about a lot of stuff, some of it silly but some of it important. But alas since we talked in general chat I don't have a record of it so I will have to trust my memory which is sort of flaky sometimes.

Anyway sometimes I watch stuff on TV and all and think it would be really cool to be famous. I think maybe we all have a little wheel that turns this "I would like to be famous" machine in our minds that makes us want to do stuff. If we didn't have it we would have not made it to the 21st century, we would have just died out a thousand years ago and dolphins or some other animal would take over the earth. But since we do have that little wheel I guess we have to ask is it an important wheel that should turn all that we do in life. I mean it is good to have an ego - but is feeding it all we are living for?

I wish I could touch the earth. It is so cool to put seeds into the ground and have them grow into tomatoes and peas and carrots and stuff. But maybe we need to touch other people too.

Well anyway Andrej and I talked about a bunch of stuff but the bottom line is that there really wasn't a bottom line. Maybe it is good not to have a bottom line. I think the lesson I have learned today was that the really important thing is not to try to please the world but to just feel the earth. Well anyway I want to thank everyone for reading this.

Art, Power, and the Human Body

2010-05-08T16:27:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I come up with titles before I think of what I am going to write in the post. I guess a lot of people start talking before they actually have a thought in their mind so maybe that is just the way humans do things. Well anyway here is what I am thinking about.

A lot of famous artists sell paintings for a lot of money. I always wonder about that and if that just makes art something that only special people in the art maker industry understand and that maybe we as regular people don't have a clue about. Then I started thinking about people who make movies. Why are people driven to make movies?

You know the really weird thing about artists is they don't know they are making art at the time, and that those of us that are both making it and taking it in don't know that it is art.

So I went to the White House. As you can see in this picture I wore these really cool wing things on my shoulder and sort of glove like things. I wore these shorts that looked like they were a Jackson Pollack painting. The President was not there at the time but I took a picture behind his photo.

In the United States they came up with the term "White House" because they didn't want to call it the "President's Palace" or something like that because it sounded too exclusive. There are a lot of people who always have an opinion on something and there are a lot of people who know how to make a lot of money on people who have opinions. If you look at television you will either get numb or turn it off. I hope all of my blog readers will turn TV off. It is all about selling you a bunch of *#$@ that you don't need and will never make you happy. In order to sell you that *#$@ they will figure out a way to push your buttons. They will freak you out or play at your mind by thinking all your problems are caused by such and such and then, wham bam zam - a commercial for some stupid thing that enough people will buy that it is worth it for the advertisers to pay for the air time.

Well anyway I have been very stressed out about stuff in RL lately. But I am glad I have the knowledge of an internal space in my head which I can go to. I feel sorry for people who don't have any escape. I guess that is sort of what all that stuff they group into art, music, literature, etc. is. I don't think art making is about making art at all, it is just about breathing and talking and touching people. Maybe I have been thinking too much. Anyway I hope everybody who is reading this is happy, and I don't just mean it because I sounds nice and all that - I really do mean it.

P.S. (can you say "P.S" in a blog?) I forgot to say anything about the human body.

A Conversation With Visitors

2010-03-26T17:20:00.000-07:00

I have been busy but there are times when one must simply stop and talk with visitors when they stop by. Two interesting people stopped over. Since they are famous I can't reveal their names so I will have to just refer to them as SP and TheP. When you are on television news a lot it is important to just slow down and take a deep breath and try to get real. Sometimes we see people on TV and make opinions about stuff but I think all those news talk show people just like to push our buttons to make us mad so we will buy a lot of garbage that they are always selling on TV. I don't think they really want to tell us the real news.

I saved the chat from SL so I can bring it to you. Here it is:

[2010/03/25 15:31] Rammy Urriah: Oh Hi SP! What's up? - hope you are well.
[2010/03/25 15:31] SP: Hi Rammy I've just been running around talking about stuff. It is really a lot of fun being in the spot light these days.
[2010/03/25 15:31] Rammy Urriah: I am not so sure I would like to be in the spotlight. I would be scared I would say the wrong thing sometimes and come across mean when I really don't want to be.
[2010/03/25 15:32] SP: Well I can't understand why anyone would think that.
[2010/03/25 15:32] Rammy Urriah: Well I mean all the stuff that all you political people say - I mean don't you ever feel bad about dividing people up?
[2010/03/25 15:32] SP: Rammy you must remember we need to get a message out, we need to be sure get our voice out into the world.
[2010/03/25 15:33] Rammy Urriah: I guess everyone wants to say what is in their mind and all but I think it is good to not do all the talking.
[2010/03/25 15:34] SP: Maybe....
[2010/03/25 15:34] Rammy Urriah: SP - I want to introduce my friend TheP.
[2010/03/25 15:34] SP: Glad to meet you.
[2010/03/25 15:34] TheP: Good to meet you.
[2010/03/25 15:34] SP reads profile of TheP
[2010/03/25 15:34] SP: I see you have been in SL for quite a while.
[2010/03/25 15:35] TheP: Yes but I have not had much time here due to some complaints people have had about some of my groups.
[2010/03/25 15:35] Rammy Urriah: What do you mean?
[2010/03/25 15:36] TheP: Some people in my groups have been accused of stuff that we don't like to talk about.
[2010/03/25 15:36] Rammy Urriah: It must be real hard when you can never talk about certain things
[2010/03/25 15:36] TheP: That is part of our RP in our sim. We are not supposed to think about certain things so it gets bottled up.
[2010/03/25 15:37] Rammy Urriah: I guess if that is the RP you want to do its OK but I know it is really better to just be honest with stuff.
[2010/03/25 15:38] TheP: it is just the way we are in our group. maybe you would be interested in joining.
[2010/03/25 15:39] Rammy Urriah: I think you have a very nice sim but I am not sure I would be right for it. But thank you very much for inviting me.
[2010/03/25 15:40] TheP: ur wc
[2010/03/25 15:40] Rammy Urriah: Yikes it is getting late. I am so glad both of you stopped over. But I must be going.
[2010/03/25 15:40] SP: I am glad we did, it is always good to get off the soapbox from time to time - LOL
[2010/03/25 15:40] TheP: Good to see you again my friend. Please take care and have a pleasant night's sleep.
[2010/03/25 15:40] SP: Nite Rammy.
[2010/03/25 15:40] Rammy Urriah: Good night to both of you. I am glad you are both my friends. I know that you are both nice people but sometimes it is easy to sound mean when you don't to mean to. Good night and thanks for stopping over.

Well dear blog readers it was late so I need to go to bed. You know it is so easy to get worked up about stuff when you watch TV and people say things that make you mad. But I think that just because sometimes people take themselves too seriously doesn't mean we have to too.

Judi Dench and Lunch Boxes

2010-03-11T16:50:00.000-08:00

I can hardly wait for the new movie called Ikea staring Judi Dench. Franz was even talking about it. I like her a lot and I hope she reads this and hope she doesn't think some of her fans have a few screws loose despite being a bit eccentric.

Well on to a story. Once in an American school there was a boy who came from Germany. His mother made him sardine sandwiches with butter on pumpernickel bread neatly wrapped in aluminum foil. The other kids thought it was interesting but they did not think it was necessarily a bad thing and they did not make fun of him or anything like that - they just thought it was interesting. They had a lot of trashy food that their mothers bought because it was advertised on TV. And because it was on TV it must have been what the kids wanted because all reality is TV after all.

All the kids had lunch boxes and when you opened them up they smelled like sour milk and metal. They had been impregnated by the foul oder of rotting food as it traveled from kitchen to school lunch room and back again.

But now to the point of the story. But before we get to the point let me tell you an idea I had. I was going to make lunch boxes to sell on second life. They would be blank and you just put a picture of what ever you wanted on them. They would have little handles and all that stuff.

But now back to the point of the story. All of the kids had chosen lunch boxes to represent who they thought they were. Some kids liked real stuff like westerns and real people TV shows. Some liked cartoons. But the most important feature of any lunch box is to have the picture go all the way around. That means when you look at the side of the box the picture would be of something and the same picture would wrap around until it came to where you started, but there was NO end - the picture was just a continuous picture. You could go around and around and around forever. But that is not the point to this story.

The real point is that the lunch boxes were avatars.

Laughing is a Funny Thing

2010-02-26T16:19:00.001-08:00

I wonder why people laugh. I mean it is really strange that we start making weird vocal sounds and blowing wind through our vocal chords in a "ha ha ha" sort of sound. Why do we do this? I mean why is stuff funny?

Sometimes I say "hehe" or "LOL" but it is sort of an odd thing. I still don't know why I laugh. But I do know one thing and that is that it is a good feeling and it must be something that we need to do. It feels good and sort of is like a victory cheer, like we kill an evil demon or something. I guess it must be like vitamins.

Well I guess I don't have a lot to say tonight. I took a picture of my friend Andy and me looking at the sunset. It sort of has a nice cosmic look to it.

Well I hope that everyone reading this is doing well. I know things get weird but just remember that you all know a place deep in your mind that you can draw a lot of value from. At least that's what I think. Just remember the feeling from stopping and having a laugh for some reason. I am not a totally happy person all the time, if I was I may be too bizarre to be a human, but anyway, well, I am just rambling now.

In the United States people say "What's the bottom line?" which is from accounting. That means what is the total after all the good has been added in and the bad after being subtracted out. So the bottom line is just to laugh and you will always draw something from somewhere.

Razor Blades, Q-tips, and the Meaning of Happiness

2010-02-18T15:47:00.000-08:00

When you are dreaming your brain just keeps jumping around from thing to thing and when you wake up in the morning sometimes you say to yourself "What a weird dream!". But my theory is that this is just how brains work and we might as well get used to it. In fact sometimes it is funny the stuff brains come up with. Sometimes when I look at stuff in SL I think about dreams.

OK now for a story. Once there was an Army base in the United States where soldiers trained. This was quite a while ago and it was at a time when people were at war. They had a place where the soldiers could shave, but in those days the razor blades were flat blades and they could cut you very easily. They were safety razors but you still had to be careful because they were not that "safe". So the Army base put a slot in the wall where the soldiers threw their old razor blades away. No one ever knew where the razor blades went, they just went into a slot never to be seen again. This was because people did not want to get cut on old razor blades.

Then one day people came to tear down the old building. When they opened the wall a load of old razor blades from 50 years came falling out. So all the razor blades did NOT just disappear after all.

Once there was an old house that somebody moved into. The person decided to open an old closed up fireplace. Suddenly a zillion Q-tips fell out. The people who lived there before had cleaned out their ears for many years and had just thrown the Q-tips into the closed fireplace. But then again Q-tips is a brand name. Just like Kleenex and Band-Aids. But people use those brand names as though they are generic names. Isn't that odd?

OK now the history of Q-tips and how it relates to the razor blades. The Q-tip was invented by a Sargent in the Army named Marcus Hearit. He was a cannon shooter. A cannon shooter is a person who puts a cannon ball into a cannon ball and fires. They used to be very important in warfare 200 years ago. He got the idea for the Q-tip from the thing you stick into the cannon to push the ball down. He said "Man that sure looks like a good idea for something to use to clean your ears, so I think I will invent it". And the rest is history.

Then the great grandson of Marcus Hearit was in the Army and stationed at a place where the razor blades were thrown into the wall. That is how the two stories relate.

And now for the public service portion of this post. It is important to place a public service message into all artwork including a mindless rambling post because art must have a purpose. The message is to not stick a Q-tip directly into your ear because you may hurt your eardrum. You should not look directly into the sun during a solar eclipse either, but one time I saw a solar eclipse and I looked up but just real real real quickly.

Well I am not sure how this relates to happiness (title of post) but I wanted to be sure to let people know that just because a person tells off-the-wall stories, and perhaps they may be a bit eccentric at times, they are very happy people who see a lot of good in the world.

OK now for how these stories relate to SL. As we live in a virtual world we leave razor blades and Q-tips behind the walls. Will someone find them someday?

Second Lives

2010-02-06T15:37:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I find people who say things that trip me out:

link to PBS show on virtual worlds

Hello World

2010-02-04T16:14:00.000-08:00

I am so busy that I can't even write stuff. But I just wanted to tell all my friends that even though I haven't posted for a while I am still here. I hope I don' have a nervous break down or anything - but I don't think I will. Life sometimes is like weather, it can get bad for a while but then clears up.

And now a cosmic energy wave of good wishes to all. (don't laugh - a cosmic energy wave will do good things for you and now that you have read it - it will magically go to you and before you know it you will feel it)

Getting Old

2009-12-25T08:22:00.000-08:00

Yikes - I can't believe I am almost two years old. I remember a long time ago I first came to SL on Christmas day or around that time. A lot of time old people say "my how time flies". Now I am saying it. I am freaking myself out.

I saw this movie the other day where this guy was talking about when he was a kid and could only listen to the radio. The whole movie was just about things that happened around or related to the radio. There was this one scene where people were celebrating New Year's Eve on the top of a building in New York City. They all looked up at the sky and said "Do you think anyone will ever remember 1939 and us here tonight?" (or what ever year it was - I forgot to take good notes) It was one of those "zowie" things I thought, you know, when someone says something that makes your brain feel like it is eating a kumquat, but only sad and happy at the same time. Like a kumquat tastes sweet and tart at the same time. It was a zowie thing to say.

Well blog readers I started thinking about all the people who lived lives a thousand years ago and figured that they must have wondered if anyone would remember them. Once I saw some Egyptian art work and though "wow - the people that did that were real humans!" That must sound like a goofy statement and you may say "well of course". But just think about it, just as you are reading this crazy post you are breathing, maybe eating, etc. but you are alive now. I guess when the guy that did that art work died, some people remembered him, then they died, but the children may remember, until they die. I guess even "famous" people eventually get forgotten.

I liked that movie because it was both happy and sad at the same time. Maybe I feel happy and sad all the time. I have a new theory about why we are the way we are. OK - here it is: We all have minds that are like these configurable building blocks. If you get too concerned about say, what someone thinks about you, or if they are not nice to you or something, then just like a tree, branches grow in that direction. So it is important to re-configure your mind, or trim those branches to keep you in good health in the mind department. I guess we just have to keep growing new branches all the time or something.

I wonder if anyone ever reads any of these blogs we post? Maybe we are just electronically scribbling a lot of stuff that will get buried or erased. I guess it beats watching TV all day and eating potato chips.

Sometimes We Need a New Head

2009-11-21T05:29:00.000-08:00

Well Blog readers I was not very good about posting last week. So I decided I needed to post to provide the therapeutic catharsis it can bring. Wow - I really like the sound of that - "therapeutic catharsis" - I'm not sure if that is a real term - it sounds like one - but maybe I just made it up and am thinking it is a real term. Anyway that is far too much to type so going forward I will refer to this as "TC". Well earlier I met up with Andrej Petlyakov who I have not seen for a long time. I guess he has been dealing with a lot of stuff to keep him from goofing off in SL, I can understand that. I took a picture, here it is to the left.

Also this week I met a cool new friend, Leif Ashdene. I was at some neko place and saw his profile, which sounded interesting, so I said hello - or something or other like that. He is really very smart and interesting. So we exchanged friend stuff. I started facebook but I am not sure I like it. I get a lot of requests from people to be my friend but I don't know who they are. I am sure they may be nice people (or maybe robots?) but I don't know if you can be friends with someone you don't know. It is like collecting a bag of marbles, some people have a big bag, but it is better to have a small bag with a lot of cool swirlies and glassies. (that is marble talk)

Now I am going to tie the term "TC" and neko together. Ready? I always remember cartoon cats were never the good guy. Like Sylvester and Jerry. They would get smashed up or blown up or some how hurt. A long time ago I was talking to Dougg Eebus (who must have disappeared) and he pointed it out. I do remember one cartoon, Top Cat, where the cats were the good guys. The other cats called him TC.

Now I am going to tie Andrej to the human head. Yes this is just like the circus or a magic act! "How will he do that?" you may wonder. Well I was really thinking I needed some new hair. (not really a new head but sort of) Last year Andrej found a Star Trek sim. I wrote about it here. I think the reason the old Star Trek was so popular was that our minds are just like the bridge of the Star Trek Enterprise. We want to be logical like Mr. Spock but we can't be because our emotions drive also. It is just like those little boats that go around and around in a circle at the amusment parks, you know the ones that little kids ride on. Not the "super scary throw up your cotton candy" ones, just the ones that go slowly around in a circle. Each seat has a steering wheel in it. That's because when you are a little kid you want to drive the boat, or car, or whatever. So we all have a bunch of steering wheels in our minds and they all steer. But you know the really odd thing is that all of these steering wheels are just for looks - they don't steer anything.

I'll have to think on this some more. Please take care dear readers and thank you for visiting.

Hark, an Egg!

2009-10-22T10:27:00.000-07:00

Well dear blog readers I was doing something sort of dangerous. I was thinking about stuff. Sometimes if you think about something, something will come out. It is just like a chicken laying an egg. I never lived in the country so I am no expert on chickens. But I guess if I were a chicken grower, (or a chicken raiser?) I would go out to the chicken house and look and say "Hark, an egg!". I don't think people say "Hark" anymore, I think that word went out with Shakespeare. But it is a good word. Hark, an egg.

Well so anyway I was thinking about stuff and then - Hark, an egg!

I think there are three types of people.

Artists
People that don't have any ideas about anything, almost never.
Cool Thing Doers.

OK here are the details. Artists are busy making "Art" with a capital A. That's good. But when you look at it you have to put on an art hat, or wear art glasses. This requires a boat load of brain power to know all that art history stuff.

People that don't have any ideas are like bowling balls. You may say "Rammy why a bowling ball?" Well bowling balls have two holes at the top for the fingers. They look like eyes. Then a thumb hole that looks like a mouth going "Ohhhhh". That is what the heads of people who don't have ideas about anything look like. Just walking around going "Ohhhh".

Then there are cool thing doers. I will call them CTDs. CTDs just do stuff because it is cool. That's one of the things I liked about that Burning Man stuff. It is just a bunch of CTDs doing things you can look at and say "Man, that sure is a cool thing!", what ever that thing is.

OK now back to chickens. My friend Leigh won some baby chickens. They are really cute little chicks and make a cheep cheep sound. But you have to buy some sort of special chicken feed to keep them from croaking. Or kicking the bucket. Or going to that great chicken coop in the sky.

Then I had a mean thought. I would make the cutest thing you could ever think of - like a Japanese kitty type creature and give them away in SL. When people got them I would write a script that would make them cry and ask for special food from Rammy Urriah Enterprises and people would have to buy it or the poor little kitties will die. They would cry and cry and people would have to buy the special food because they would not want the cute kitties to die. I would become rich!

That is such an evil idea! Well I would NEVER resort to those sorts of things lest you fear your humble blog poster be, to quote "W" himself, an evil doer.

Please have a good time all and remember to enjoy life.

Things you think are important are NOT

2009-09-10T14:55:00.000-07:00

Well blog readers you are probably used to posts that are filled with goof ball philosophy. And now to continue in that fine tradition is even more goof ball philosophy. Here is my new theory.

The things you think are very important now and are stressing you out will 100% guarantee NOT be important after a length of time. Here is how I will prove this theory. Think of something that stresses you out today. It can be anything. OK now think about all the stress that is driving you crazy about it. Now visualize that stress as a blob of ugly color. Now ask yourself:

Will this still be stressing me out:

ten minutes from now? - probably yes
an hour from now? - probably yes too
tomorrow? - more than likely but not as much mainly because the burn out from it has toned it down
next week? - yeah probably still some
next month? - not so much
next year? - still think about it but new things take its place now
in ten years? - oh yeah I still remember that
in twenty years? - I have to think to remember it now
in 50 years? - I either vaguely remember or I am dead and don't care
in 1000 years? - is my life on earth that important that it even matters to anyone?
in a million years? - what?????
in a billion years? - what what what???? of course it is ridiculous that the event even existed

OK now I have proved to you that it is not worth being stressed out about ANYTHING. Now you don't have to get all uptight and upset anymore because it has been proven using the Rammy scientific proof system that you don't ever need to be stressed out again.

On another note I visited a cool robot museum the other day and took a picture.

Virtual Relationships with Dolphins

2009-08-30T12:42:00.000-07:00

First of all dolphins really do make that sound "EEE EEE". That's not something somebody made up for TV. Sometimes they just say "EEEEEEEEE" or squeak. I know this for a fact - I swear it is true. I saw someone the other night who just had German in his profile so I thought, well maybe I could talk through on of those translator web sites. Well it was basically a disaster. Oh well - that is what happens.

Well back to dolphins and I guess television and virtual reality. I have a theory that people watching television have a virtual relationship with the people on TV. So virtual reality is not new, huh? I always liked Sandy on Flipper, and I think a lot of other people have told me they did too. It would be kind of cool to just spend the day with out your shirt on and wearing jean shorts. It was really strange they had no female characters in the show. I am not sure what happened to the mother. Also the two brothers didn't look anything alike. Maybe they were adopted by the father in the show.

However there was a female character(s) on Flipper, all of the dolphins were girl dolphins. I guess they couldn't show boy dolphin parts on TV in those days. After all it was before de-phallicsizing technology. But maybe boy dolphins would have made an interesting show.

Sometimes I wonder if people ever read blogs. I mean anyone in the world can read what I write. Maybe the pen is mightier than the sword. A voice inside my head told me tonight that power is dear to those who feel they have none. I don't know why that voice in my head told me that.

Floating in a Pool is Important

2009-08-20T15:22:00.000-07:00

Sometimes just doing nothing is really doing something. My friend Ricardito Castaignede and Andrzej Eberhardt (and others not in picture, but equally important) are here just floating and talking about stuff.

I was thinking about living for the moment. A lot of people who like to give wise advice say "you should live for the moment". But what if it is a bad moment? I mean what if you are at a terrible job or you live in a bad place or have some sort of obnoxiously evil person bothering you? Then you have to make your mind live for the future or live in the past, but you have to make your mind go out of the present for sure.

I have a lot of friends in SL but I also joined facebook. I don't understand facebook at all. I keep getting people who send request to be friends. I like that, but I don't know the people, they are just names. I reminds me of being a boy scout and getting lots of merit badges. I was never in the boy scouts in RL. I thought it was too controlling. You wore a uniform and got badges to wear and did things that seemed like you were being trained for something. Or maybe not trained but programmed for something. In fact going to school is like that. The bell rings and you go here. It rings again and you go there. It is just like Pavlov's dog.

If fact a lot of life is just like Pavlov's dog experiments. We just let ourselves get jerked around because we want to eat a pizza, have sex, or some other thing. I think so many people allow themselves to be jerked around that it is important to just lie in the pool and float.

And now this last part of this blog post doesn't really relate to the first part. In fact I am not even sure why I am putting it in here. But sometimes certain pieces of music stick in your head. This is not contemporary, it was from the Jackie Gleason show from a long time ago. I found out that he wrote it but didn't know how to read music. He just thought it was a great sounding melody. But it sounds very sad. It is strange to have sad music in a comedy show.

SecondLife Competition

2009-07-31T15:40:00.001-07:00

Dear Blog readers - I must tell you about something I found while surfing the Internet. I found a real threat to SecondLife that seems to be almost in another level insofar as technology is concerned. There is literally no lag in this world. The graphics are truly remarkable. The details are here.

Update: this link is dead - sorry

Friends and Being a Human Being

2009-07-20T14:54:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I came up with that as a title. I guess I was just thinking about friends and what all the friend stuff is all about and how it fits into everything. I have met a lot of new friends in the past few weeks but I still have many good old friends as well. My brain started to explode thinking about why we have friends and why we need friends. Humans are so funny.

I wonder why humans have friends? Is it because we need to work as groups and all the humans who did not think this died out 1000's of years ago? Maybe. So maybe we feel good to have friends and that is part of our brains or something.

Then I started thinking of what I think is important and will it be important next year, next 10 years, next 100 years, and next 1000 years. Have you ever gotten mad at someone and really felt angry? I know I have. But is it really worth it when you think of the big picture? I am thinking it is not.

Man I really went of into outer space on this post. I must be a closet Buddhist. Well anyway I guess I am wondering what ever happened to a lot of the people I met. I guess they disappeared from the SL universe. It is like being a mouse in a cage and other mice find a hole in the cage and run out and could be free or could have been eaten by a cat. LOL

Astroboy Holds Our Secrets

2009-06-30T16:51:00.000-07:00

There was this cartoon called Astroboy about a boy robot who had an anime haircut (long before anime was popular) who could fly around on jet legs and did a lot of cool stuff that a normal boy could not do. He had x-ray eyes and a bunch of other stuff. Since he only spoke Japanese and since I watched it in English, his lips moved differently from what he said in English. It all seemed sort of exotic, like something that came from a different culture, with a different set of rules about what constituted entertainment. Here is the opening in English:

I haven't thought of Astroboy for a long time but I think they are probably going to make a Hollywood remake if they haven't already. Hollywood is not known for creative ideas these days. But what was weird about Astroboy is that you could watch him and imagine you are Astroboy. Or you could imagine that Astroboy was your friend. Even though he was just a boy robot, in an odd way you could feel connected to him. Even if his lips didn't match what he was saying.

Sometimes weird things pop into your head at odd times. Sometimes you remember weird stuff that happened a long time ago or people that you met once but have never seen since. I guess we just sew all this together like a big quilt. Speaking of quilts, when they made that big AIDs quilt I went to go to see it. I just wanted to see what it looked like. But I didn't stay long because I could not look at it as a casual observer since you could feel the people embedded in it. It is funny how people come up with the ideas to make things and the results have an overwhelming response to the people seeing it.

Semiology of Second Life

2009-06-24T14:25:00.000-07:00

My friend Franz says he stopped trying to explain Second Life to non SL'ers. Non SL'ers is just a weird way to say people who think people in SL have slipped a few gears. So it made me think about a bunch of things. For those of you who don't know slang, "slipped a few gears" means a little crazy. It is like:

a couple bricks shy of a load
the elevator doesn't go to the top
not dealing with a full deck

I was talking to my friend Alexx and I took a picture. We are together talking about a lot of stuff humans talk about. Since we are laying down together this way this means we are exchanging personal thoughts. I guess the picture has a meaning, thus the animation has a meaning.

Sometimes Alexx and I talk about stuff that is not quite rated G if you know what I mean. But that's OK - we are humans who do human stuff.

So anyway I don't even know why I am writing this. Maybe I just wanted to use the word "semiology" since it sounded like a really cool word.

Gandhi Is In Prison

2009-06-16T14:48:00.000-07:00

Someone told me I should go to see Mahatma Gandhi who is in prison at the Odyssey Art Sim. Some stuff about it is here. I took my friend Rico (Ricardito Castaignede) with me to talk to Gandhi in his cell. The thing that is really cool about it is just thinking about why this is happening? I mean why would someone reenact this? Poor Gandhi is protesting in a peaceful yet powerful way and we can go to talk to him to help cheer him up.

After we talked to Gandhi I got to thinking about a bunch of stuff. Why do people go to plays, watch movies, look at art, and just like to do stuff that is sort of weird and fun? And now the answer: Da ta da daaa, I don' know. But people do.

Now for the big connection point of this post. People should just do stuff and see what happens. And it makes the people who are the doee (that's a new word in means the people who see the stuff that the doers do) think and feel better than if they just sat around all day eating potato chips and watching television.

Tigers and Dragons

2009-06-07T18:36:00.000-07:00

I joined a group called Tigers and Dragons. Why is this group called "Tigers and Dragons"? It is because Kenshi (Kenshiro Pevensey) likes to be a dragon and Franz (Franziskus Ninetails) likes to be a tiger. (They are the people who were married here.) I guess that is the logic of it. Sometimes if you think too hard about stuff you will end up hurting your brain.

I haven't written to much lately so I need to have a brain leak all over the clean page of this blog post. Why do people do the things that they do? I don't mean that in a bad way, just observing. Why do people like to be dragons and tigers and things? I like to dress up as non-human things too. But it is really strange if you think about it.

Today I was thinking of all the people in the real world who don't have enough food to eat and every day is a struggle. Then I thought of all the people who are not enjoying good health. It is good to reflect but not to be trapped by being consumed by all the problems of RL. I guess it is like breathing air or something, you let a bunch of bad stuff come in and just exhale it out again. The other day I was just wondering around by myself and took the picture you see to the right. I think I am playing one of those Australian things that makes the funny noise although it looks like some sort of inhale thing.

Well I hope everyone is not letting their brains think to much, or if you are then just let it think some to keep the brain pathways open. If you don't it will be just like plants that grow up along a trail in the jungle and there could be so many plants that you can't go anywhere. Please take care everyone!

Sunday Wedding

2009-05-18T05:36:00.000-07:00

I attended a wedding on Sunday and here is a full report of what happened, etc. Kenshiro Pevensey and Franziskus Ninetails exchanged vows in a ceremony that was creative yet tasteful. It was officiated by Rev. Jordan Carnell.

The wedding was attended by:

Spanki Moulliez
Eileanoir Braveheart
Cindy Rang
JoJo Mandel
Dafydd Sodwind
DeliciousDemon Chemistry
Kyne Tigerpaw
Neville Braveheart
Bac Compton
Mickael Pevensey
Wulfric Draconia
Ades Kanto
sabine Bolissima
Ralf Argus
Rio Paulino
Master Deakins
Heloq Tomsen
Mike Maximov
Spinaker Avro
Heya Jordyn
Vernidi Avro
Rammy Urriah (me) (if I forgot anyone please let me know)

Here is a full report of the ceremony. The first thing you saw was a portrait of the couple with two sets of pink flowers to the sides. Everything had a midnight theme except the couple who each wore white capes and suits. Many of the attendees wore dark clothes. Some were nekos in tuxedos. It was quite a formal entrance. Then the audience walked up a winding staircase to the place where the ceremony took place.

The actual place where the couple stood was done with torches, blue water, and rams' heads on the wall. It was formal. Rev. Carnell said, "gentlemen.. to your poseballs.." which was a sort of SL way to have a ceremony I guess. Then he carefully took the goblet.. held it high in the air.. and said: "The Priest Kings surely bless this union.." and then places it gently handed it off to Franz..

Then Franz made his vows:
"to uphold your honour, to protect you and heal you in times you need, to share with you the ownership of my slaves and my homes, to honor you above all men, to bring honour to your name and our joined households, to respect you as my Companion and as my protector, to discuss with you any acquisition of new property, to share with you the decision and responsibility with slaves, of any harsh punishments, branding, tattooing and piercing, to love you as my Free Companion, my lover, my friend and my brother through the bad times as well as the good times. This I, Franziskus Ninetails, Magistrate of Silver Tree, vow."

Then the goblet was passed to Kenshi and Kenshi made his vows:
"Sir Franziskus Ninetails, Magistrate of Silver Tree, to be faithful to you and our Free Companionship, to uphold your honour, to protect you and heal you in times you need, to share with you the ownership of my slaves and my homes, to honor you above all men, to bring honour to your name and our joined households, to respect you as my Companion and as my protector, to discuss with you any acquisition of new property, to share with you the decision and responsibility with slaves, of any harsh punishments, branding, tattooing and piercing, to love you as my Free Companion, my lover, my friend and my brother through the bad times as well as the good times. This I, Kenshiro Pevensey Head Slaver and Ambasador of Silver Tree, vows."

Then Jordyn Carnell again carefully took the goblet.. held it high in the air.. and said "The Priest Kings surely bless this union.." And so they were married.

Fear of Not Being Original

2009-05-12T08:26:00.000-07:00

The other night Leigh and Rico told me that JoshBear Sojourner was looking for panels for a AIDS quilt. Well I guess it wouldn't really be a quilt since it could be 3-D. I wanted to make a panel but I didn't have any good ideas. I ended up making a real dumb panel and now I don't think it's really very good. It is just a black box with a red ribbon. I should have thought more before I did it. Maybe I will get back and do a better one.

It is always funny when you make something and it is shown to other people. When ever you make something creative either one of two things occur: It is really cool and then you feel self conscious that people may think you are going to be an egotist for being "creative", OR it is really boring or stupid and then you feel self conscious that people will feel sorry for you because the thing you made is lame.

It is really strange to make things and then have other human beings look at them. I guess we do that in everything we do and artists are just the extreme of "thing" makers. Some people get self conscious about what they wear and what their hair looks like and so on because everything we do is sort of like art.

Well I haven't posted for a while, been too busy with some RL stuff. I put a picture on this post of me with hawk wings because I just felt like flying. They are some freebie wings I got somewhere, I think my friend Franz gave them to me.

I don't know if anyone has people they know outside of SL who think we are all a bunch of wackos. People say "You should not be playing games but should be living REAL life." I don't know what to think because I like all my friends here. Maybe we are all a couple bricks shy of a load as they used to say. Well anyway on Sunday I have an SL wedding to go to. I will post more on that later. I hope everyone is doing well.

Hookah Talking

2009-04-23T10:18:00.000-07:00

Smoking is not good for your health but it is OK if you are just smoking from a magic hookah. That's my rule. Ricardito, Leigh, Del, and I smoked from a magic hookah and talked about a bunch of stuff last night. Rico (with orange wings) was very upset about some evil people who from RL who he had to deal with.

You know readers, I have a theory. No job would be bad if it were not for screwed up uptight you know whats that are always out there. I will refer to them as "*&^%" and you can put the word you want in there to describe them. *&^%'s are always ending up in what would otherwise be good places to work. If it were not for *&^%'s a job would be great, we would go in, get our tasks done, and go home and generally live a reasonable life.

BUT NO! There is a least one or two *&^%'s in every job and the only thing they do is just make the whole work system a screwed up environment. There are at least two, and some places that are really messed up have 3 or 4 or more *&^%'s! The real problem with *&^%'s is that they haven't got a clue how screwed up they really are. They just march around making otherwise reasonable people anoyed.

So here is my solution. When one of your *&^%'s starts talking to you in RL just imagine smoking from the magic hookah. Then stare close at their face. It will start to turn into a prune then it will have multi rays of rainbow light shining from the ears and eyes. Study the flow of the colors and shapes. Then they will say "Hey did you hear me" just say that Rammy said I should look into your mind and watch and there is no need to listen right now. They may say "Who is Rammy?" Tell them to come here because I'm not afraid of them! Sounds like a good approach. Just think if everyone did this the brains of all the *&^%'s would explode and the world would be free.

Friends I Have

2009-04-21T18:20:00.000-07:00

One of my oldest friends in SL is Franziskus Ninetails. I met him when I first came to SL and we both learned a lot of stuff together. A few months ago I was at the house in Phoenix in Flames I saw that he was in world. I looked at the mini-map and I thought I saw a single green dot. I thought to myself "Franz must be alone in the sky house, I should go up and say hello to him." But I must not have seen the map correctly because he was with Kenshi. I would not have gone if I had seen that second dot but they were close together, I thought it was just Franz by himself. Franz was not happy that I came up there. I felt bad because I did not mean to interrupt. Franz said it was just like what someone else did to him and was mad. I felt upset because I was not trying to be like that other person.

Franz had given me a lot of "keys" to the property. I was very worried he would say "Rammy I want you to give back all your permissions." I thought the best thing to do is to give them all back and go away. That way Franz would know I could never interrupt again like that other person did. Also I would not have to worry about a confrontation. I don't like confrontations.

Well readers sometimes you do things that other people think are strange. I don't think I am always the smartest person in the world or anything, but I thought I should go and find new friends and new adventures and stuff. I thought that I will go away from Franz for a while, but maybe talk to him later.

The past few days I decided I should call him. So tonight I decided I will call. But then the weirdest thing happened. He called me. When I saw his name show up on the chat box it was eerie. So we talked some. I had to go out in RL and could not talk long or go and see him in person. So I will see him soon when I come back in world.

Having friends is a good thing but sometimes our relationships with friends are complicated. I must have a zillion friends but they don't light up on my list anymore. I think they may either have stop coming to SL or have turned my check box with the eye ball off. I think that maybe they met me once and decided they didn't want to be my friend anymore. Or maybe they forgot who I was or something. Well that's all for tonight.

Phantasia

2009-04-06T15:47:00.000-07:00

I started out coming in world at my friend Andy's (Andrzej Eberhardt) new place. I am glad he is not so worried and on edge as he was a week ago. I helped Andy put in a new radio for his land and I am glad he picked a really cool station. It sounded like a station that could be comfortable playing opera and rock right next to each other. He said I could build something in the sky if I wanted but I don't want to take too many prims. I am thinking I should build a sky meditation house where you can go to relax. I have an idea that you would be surrounded by soothing colors or something. But since I was building it from scratch I can make it low prim. Maybe I could sell them - but I would just charge a little because I don't want to be a money pig or anything. Then he went to cook dinner and I went over to visit my friend Alexx.

Alexx and I talked about a lot of stuff. He is very knowledgeable about theater. Here we are relaxing with my wings crushed against his chest. I don't know much other than it is fun to see a play. But he has studied theater and knows a lot about it. He talked about something called Phantasia which was sort of an aesthetic consciousness. He said we are endowing our avatars with our own Phantasia when we communicate to each other. He said even though it is irrational to get excited by pixels yet we are because there is feed back. It was a lot of stuff to think about.

But last night a really weird thing happened. Allex was visiting Italy and I had previously had a premonition of an earthquake. But don't worry readers I am sure he is OK. Well it was certainly a weird coincidence.

Things That Happen

2009-03-27T16:13:00.000-07:00

Well here I am again. I was away from SL for a long time due to a lot of RL stuff. I met some new friends the other night too. I met Aaeodama Starostin and DaddysLilGirl Naidoo.

One person I met from Chiaroscuro, Aasha Aeon, passed away in RL. I did not know her well, I had only spoken to her once or twice in chat. She was very nice despite being in pain. She had been sick for a while. It was sad to hear the news of her passing but sadly it was not unexpected. My friend Leigh Eel made a really cool lily arrangement. Here is a picture with Opacus Jenkins looking around from the back. There really is a lot of detail here so I zoomed in on that.

Well I am sorry I don't have much to say tonight but I hope all my readers are doing well. I will write more soon.

We Are All Under Stress in The Real World

2009-03-02T15:19:00.000-08:00

I guess I am just a stressed out person. I don't want to be. I want to run away rather than deal with stuff. Well I know I'm not perfect. That's why I like SL, it's a great place to run away.

I have not written to my blog for over 15 days now. I have not been to SL too much - or at least as much as I used to lately. I have all these ideas that I want to do but just don't have the time. I don't want to make a lot of stuff to sell and make money but just make cool stuff and give it to people. I guess that is not the way the system is supposed to work. I keep hearing "suits" talk on TV in RL saying how things are so bad, etc. etc. When you hear bad stuff over and over and over I think it pollutes the mind of civilization and makes minds of the world's people like a bunch of lemmings running off the cliff.

This all has made me think of a Bugs Bunny cartoon. Bugs Bunny finds a little penguin and tries to get him back to the North Pole through the whole cartoon. At the end of the cartoon the little penguin hands Bugs Bunny a card that says he is the "World's Only Hoboken Penguin". Bugs Bunny says "HOBOKEN!!!" When I was a kid and saw this cartoon I did not know what Hoboken meant since I did not grow up in metro New York. I thought Hoboken may have mean heart broken or something. Or maybe house broken. It would be good to have a house broken penguin I would guess. But I digress from my main point. And my main point is that I have no point.

I guess the people who made cartoons made something that had an impression on me. The people who are the most powerful people alive are the people who plant seeds in the next generation's minds.

Valentines, Spelling Problems and Toys

2009-02-15T05:29:00.000-08:00

I have really been busy in RL and didn't even have time to take a picture for this blog entry. But I just wanted to put something out anyway. First of all I tried to make a bunch of hand made valentines cards but I messed some of them up. I didn't run any spell check on the words so I had a boat load of spelling errors on them. I slipped them under doors and rang the bell and ran away, which is the tradition. I wish I had more time to make them.

Now for a story that really has no meaning. It is just about how you can feel a certain way sometimes. Imagine you get a really cool toy airplane. This is a model but a realistic one, one you can fly by a handle attached to a string. The string will make the rudders go up and down so it will be just like really flying.

This is not some splashy tacky toy, it is made somewhere from a company that employees toy makers who have a passion for their toys. You look at the box. It has a really nifty illustration of a flying plane on the outside of the box. You look at the picture and project yourself in it as a pilot. You run your hand over the box.

You take the plane out for a first run to test it out. You take it out of the box. It has all sorts of little parts, realistic little wheels that roll for take offs and landings, little tiny windows over the cockpit. You put the special fuel in with the little hose. You start the little engine. The little motor makes a buzzing sound and starts to move.

In a few seconds the little plane goes up into the air but for no reason suddenly takes a nose dive and crashes to earth breaking into a dozen pieces. There it lays, all the pieces, never to be put back. The new toy is broken.

Sometimes I think we are all half crazy. But we are all crazy on different halves. The only good thing about a sad story is that it helps clean me out in some sort of weird way. Well I better end this now before everyone thinks I've gone off the deep end.

Life is Theater But Ending With Brain Pockets

2009-02-05T18:13:00.000-08:00

This evening I was really mad. I had a really cool idea for this thing I wanted to build in SL. I won't tell you about it so when I finish it I can let you know. But I couldn't make stuff do what I wanted with the rotation scripts - I think it has to do with multiple linked objects or something. Any way I got so mad I shouted out a lot of bad language, since it was a mature sim I figured I could. Franz heard me and came over but he couldn't quite fix it either and he had to go.

The other day I met Alexx Babii (with me in this picture) and he called tonight to show me a recreation of the The Theatre of Pompey and gave me a quick tour. I made the mistake of thinking the theater was from the city of Pompey - it was named after a Roman General and there is no relation to the doomed city. You can find it at Theatron in SL. Later Alexx showed me his tree house that was decorated with many "classical" images on the wall.

And now changing the subject, I have some thoughts on brain pockets. You know how you meet someone who seems real smart and they talk loud as though they were the biggest know-it-all in the universe? I don't think anyone is ever any smarter than anyone else - I think it all boils down the the number of brain pockets you have. Some people have lots of brain pockets, some that button up, and some with zippers. They fill their brain pockets up with pieces of facts, nonsense, and sometimes a good thought. But you should never let someone with a lot of brain pockets make you feel inferior because it is not the number of pockets a person has, it is what is being held in them. But always remember to take the tissues out of your brain pockets before you put them in the washing machine.

Earthquakes, Snow and the Nerdy Fairy Look

2009-02-03T16:33:00.000-08:00

I don't really have anything important to post tonight. I met someone named Alexx Babii and we chatted a bit. He read my previous posting on the theater and gave me some links to some things I should look at. We also chatted a bit about the recent snow in his RL world. Later DeliciousDemon Chemistry came by and talked. Before I left I threw a conceptual snowball at Spanki to see how he was. I also got an IM from Rico - hi Rico - hope you are reading this.

Well now to the inchoate contemplations of my wayward mind as they appear in the fecund sod of my sub-consciousness. Rather than choose to create myself as a gorgeous hunk oozing in popularity and good looks, I decided to make myself a nerdy fairy tonight. Don't ask me what possessed me to go this route. I even added some studious glasses along with my knee socked tennis shoe shod outfit. It is very liberating to not be some ideal or cannon of perfection but to be made of fascinating nuances. That's good because I can look any way I want to.

Now to the big prediction. I am hoping everyone in California is ready just in case a big earthquake hits. You never can tell and it is good to be ready. There have been a lot of volcanoes and earthquakes in many places lately.

KAR 120C Where Are You?

2009-01-25T19:02:00.000-08:00

The Globe. I guess a certain theatrical flair shows up in this image. Leigh and I stand looking like something from a lost play by Bill himself.

I was not sure what I wanted to write about tonight but then I thought I should just start and thoughts will come. Sometimes when I chat I start to talk but then I say "oh that's not really what I mean to say" then I take it back, then I put it back out again, then take it back, and so on. I guess that's just normal. That's why writing a blog allows you to write, re-write, delete and re-write again.

I'm not sure theater in SL will really work so well. You would have to animate all the actors moves ahead of time and if you do that it is not acting. I think acting is when you watch and are just a little bit nervous that the actor will make a mistake. And I'll bet the actors are nervous too. If they will mess up their lines or sound bad. But that fear of mistakes or something uncontrollable that could happen reminds us what real life is like. Maybe that is why we like to watch a live play. I think if the animations are automated it would be just like watching a movie and would not be so interesting.

I wonder if I would be a good play actor? I'll bet the actors who do it for a long time get used to the experience. I wonder why humans invented acting in the first place? I think a good theater troupe would be very close so they give each other sort of psychic support energy during the play. I'll bet acting is fun.

Well I don't usually put these TV links in my blog, but for some reason this TV show reminds me of Second Life. I am not going to say anything about it though.

Bananas, Onions, Soap, and Cheese

2009-01-24T08:30:00.001-08:00

The other day Leigh, Franz, DeliciousDemon Chemistry, and Naedani Aridian sat around a camp fire and talked about stuff. The smoke sort of got out of control, must have been bad wood. While we were talking we tried on some different clothes, outfits, and creature aviatars. Franz stayed the same, he was dressed sort of in a tidy white suit. You almost can't see him behind the fire.

Then I thought to myself that guys are not supposed to like to dress up and change to new clothes for fun. If you are a guy you are supposed to talk tough and loud, the reason is so other guys will be sure to hear you talking tough and loud. But you are not supposed to try out clothes and costumes just for fun.

Then I had two great thoughts for a happy life that must be shared. The first is to never invite company over for a dinner you prepare that combines bananas and onions. If you do only invite over people who you don't like a lot.

The next rule for a happy life is to not confuse a bar of soap with cheese. If you do you will be in for a rather unpleasant result.

Learning to Swim

2009-01-21T16:00:00.001-08:00

This story has an SL picture of me visiting an underwater world, and this story is about water. My friend Leigh had a story about trust and it made me think of this story.

I had to take swimming lessons once a while ago when I was a kid because it is important to know in case you fall out of a boat or something. It was really scary to be in water over your head because you could slip under and not be able to breath. So naturally kids are not too keen on not breathing and were not so crazy about being in water without knowing how to swim.

The class was divided into 2 groups. Since I could swim a little I was put in the deep-end group. Our swim teacher was very nice. The other group had a mean teacher. He reminded me of Lurch on the Addams Family. He had a deep voice with eyes that rolled back into his head. But he believed in the "sink or swim" principle. When the kids cried that they were afraid to go into the water he would pick them up and just throw them in. They would scream and the scream would echo in the indoor tiled swimming pool room.

I am not sure the "Lurch" system is a good one, and I think it is not good to have "Lurch" swimming system memories in your mental closet. I remember one thing about swimming and that is that you just have to relax and not worry about going down. When you relax it is easy to float and then you can just swim with ease. I think it's sort of like when you trust things will be alright even though you know they may not be. I guess it is sort of like the fool in the Tarot deck.

Sofa Talking

2009-01-18T15:37:00.001-08:00

I took this picture of Leigh and I not really doing much. I guess I like it because sometimes it is good not to try to do too much. It seems like sometimes you really can't plan what is going to happen in your life - you just do stuff, eat and breath and before you know it things happen to you.

Later we went to a sim that was based on the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. I didn't know all the details of the book since I never read it so I pretended I sort of knew what it was about but well, I was faking it. Leigh would never say "Rammy you nit-wit you don't know C.S. Lewis!" or anything like that. Some people are so smart about something and think everyone should know about it or else they are just a loser. It is almost like they know something and it is power.

Then I started thinking about negative energy. There are so many people that have a sort of passive negative energy. It bubbles out in strange forms. They just throw it out but it sounds like angry kids who hate their dysfunctional parents. Some days in both RL and SL you get a storm of negative energy. But it clears up after a while. I guess I need to remember that. Well if anyone has a bunch of bad energy swishing around their world just remember that it comes and goes. Well enough of that.

None of my friends have big egos - I think it why I like them all. I started to think about why men have such egos for some reason. I guess it common with, shall we say, the more traditional macho male stereotype. Then I came up with this really great theory. The ego is just a way to get males to go out and do the crazy work of slaying wild animals and killing off other tribes. It was necessary to have these males for the good of the society and its security.

Star Trek and Taking Pictures

2009-01-11T16:49:00.000-08:00

My friend Andrej found a Star Trek Enterprise that we could sit in and travel through space at warp speed. Leigh and Andrej's friend Quirt traveled through space as well. Quirt took the controls and I guess Leigh pushed some buttons to make the ship go as well. I sat in the captain's chair. As a good captain I decided that the best thing to do was to trust the work of the button pushers. I guess that is how you should run a successful business, just employ good button pushes and sit back and let the business run. If you try to tell the button pushers (to be referred to going forward as BPers) how and what buttons to push you are not a very good captain. The whole history of human civilization is littered with organizations where the leaders tried to be BPers rather than let a skilled BPer do his or her thing.

I tried to take a picture but all you see are little tiny heads. When I learned to take pictures the old fashion way, with film, I didn't have a lot of money and I didn't want to waste film. So I would try to get as much of a bang for my buck as I could and stepped way way way back (that's so I would get as much in as I could) and take a picture of people with little teeny tiny heads that you would have no idea who they were.

The Crazy Centaur Race

2009-01-08T15:20:00.000-08:00

Well this is just a report on a crazy centaur race in Chiaroscuro. Delicious Demon Chemistry and I (in pink shirt) were racing on Leigh Eel and Nae - something. I was sort of dumb and forgot to write his name down so my news reporting skills are sort of bad. But he is a very nice centaur and as soon as I get his name I will put it in the comments section.

Anyway we thought it would be fun to race but it turned out to be a big mess. Leigh started "running into the ditch" as they say on the farm when you are driving the tractor. But he couldn't help it. It is easy for the ride receiver to complain since I didn't have to do any real work - just sit and ride. Ricardito came later and watched.

Well the whole thing was sort of funny and I kept laughing. Anyway - we were not racing for anything, we were just doing it to see how things would evolve. I think it is good to do things to see what will happen with out worrying about what is supposed to happen.

When I started to think about it today my head just sort of flowed into a big lake of crazy thoughts about having fun and enjoying things and all that stuff.

I think people have mind magnets that attract other people with mind magnets and these mind magnets are necessary for humans to be happy. If you spend time all day at a place where the other people's mind magnets are set to zero or are around other people whose magnets are sort of dulled out then you will never be happy.

Blogs are Diaries Turned Upside Down Again

2009-01-06T15:37:00.000-08:00

I still have this weird theory that blogs are diaries turned upside down. In a diary you write a bunch of stuff the you lock up with a key and no one will ever read it. But blogs you write a bunch of stuff and the whole world can read it if they want.

I just read my friend Leigh's blog and it is so moving and personal that I must confess I started to get sort of emotional because it was so personal. I am so glad he wrote it. It is here. It is very long but I enjoyed reading it.

Well that's all for now.

People from Other Countries

2008-12-29T17:08:00.001-08:00

I started thinking about people from other countries tonight. My friend Franz had a piano and I started to play Beethoven on it. I really like to play the piano. Franz sat and listened dressed in, shall we say, a slightly informal attire. Anyway as I was playing I started thinking of all the people I meet from Europe. I used to think people from Germany were very good at engineering things but never realized how complicated the German culture is and how complicated people can be. As I played I realized that people in the US are really sort of simple and easy to figure out. We elect people for office who think they are in a bad cowboy movie and don't understand why the rest of the world gets upset with us. Well maybe now we put someone in who has more sense - maybe people will start liking people in the US more, at least I hope so.

I think that is why it is good to have friends all over the world, at least that is what I have learned. Well enough of that. (This picture to the right makes me look like a crazed vampire.)

It was very nice to be in a homey place and that is what this house feels like. I am not sure "homey" is a real word but I think it must be. Homey or homie? Hommy? no. Homey must be a word. Some languages have really good words that mean "a home like comfortable atmosphere" so maybe someone has a suggestion.

Franz and I were talking about being one year old tonight. SL is so surreal in some ways. I don't like to say anything is "surreal" because it is used so often by people who don't have a clue what surrealism is all about. But I do feel that life in SL is another level of reality or something. When I first started I would have dreams that I was rezzing to a new place or something like that. That may have been because I stayed up so late inworld. Anyway that's my blog tonight.

Happy Holidays

2008-12-22T17:57:00.000-08:00

Well this time of year everybody is busy with things. Even if you are a pagan there is a holiday soon, Yule. They sometimes say people get real depressed this time of year. I am real lucky and have nothing to feel depressed about. In fact I am rather happy, so much so that I took a picture in this Santa Hat. My friend Franz gave me the hat. He is going to take some time away from SL so I will miss him.

The other day I was at a kiss auction to auction kisses to raise money for a SIM named Chiaroscuro. I forgot to take a picture but it was decorated very nicely for the event. I must not be the kissable type, or else it was late and people were auctioned out or something because my bids were, well how shall I put it? - not so high. But fortunately my friend Leigh came to the rescue.

Well I hope everyone is happy, healthy, etc. and has a happy holiday. I will try to put more interesting things in my blog, this was sort of a dulls-ville blog. In fact as I am writing it I am amazed at how totally dull it is. I guess this will be my New Year's Resolution - to make the blog more exciting. Well bye for now.

Sometimes You Have to Be Kind of Crazy

2008-12-13T17:36:00.000-08:00

Well I came back to SL after several days. Then I thought I should write some stuff. But then I started thinking that maybe I would sound like a stuffy person. Then I started thinking that I should not worry what I thought people would think. We are all so funny, we think what people will think. When I talk to my friends I can only say what I can type. And I think my friends can "read between the lines" sometimes but it is almost like a new way of communicating.

I guess I am just thinking too much.

Language is such a strange thing. We use words and hope the power inside of them can express our souls. I guess humans invented language as a tool just like we invented hammers and knives and such. Language is very good but sometimes it is not perfect.

I am hoping that my friends don't think I am going off into cloud 9 or something.

The other night I went to a strip contest. My friend Leigh was at it. He didn't win the contest but it was good to try. Also I talked a lot to my friend Franz. I think sometimes you just have to not worry and dance a crazy dance. Well that is all I can think of saying.

To All My Friends

2008-12-02T17:14:00.000-08:00

Hello all my friends - I may not be around for the next few weeks due to some RL stuff but hope to see you all soon.

A Mix of Jokes and Some Not Feeling Well

2008-11-27T04:26:00.000-08:00

I had not been in world for a few days and met up with Franz. Poor Franz was not feeling well and I could tell right away. Sometimes I think he has a hard time to get to sleep. I have had that sometimes and I know how bad it can be. I took this picture while we talked about stuff and it looks like we have giant legs! Franz I hope you feel better soon.

Then I met up with Leigh. We went to this place where they play old radio shows and you sit around the camp fire and listen. The radio shows are mysteries and science fiction and stuff. Leigh said they don't normally run The Jack Benny Show.

Then we started telling jokes. I am not sure you would call them great jokes, in fact they are not even OK jokes, well let's be honest: they are BAD jokes. These jokes could stay in private chat cyberspace but since I want to torture the whole world here are highlights: (or lowlights)

[18:07] Rammy Urriah: i ate some KILLER eggplant tonight - i have an upset stomach
[18:07] Leigh Eel: oh not.. you could get salmanella
[18:08] Leigh Eel: (that was a pum)
[18:08] Leigh Eel: gawd.. pun...
[18:08] Rammy Urriah: hmmm - i must review
[18:09] Rammy Urriah: it was eggstra bad
[18:09] Leigh Eel groans
[18:09] Rammy Urriah: that was a pun too - he he
[18:10] Rammy Urriah: i though it would be an egg sceptional meal but egg zactly the opposite
[18:10] Leigh Eel: Knock Knock
[18:10] Rammy Urriah: who 's there?
[18:10] Leigh Eel: Sam and Janet
[18:11] Rammy Urriah: Sam and Janet who?
[18:11] Leigh Eel: Sam and Janet Eveneing
[18:11] Leigh Eel: (you might have to say it out loud)
[18:12] Rammy Urriah: sam and janet evening?
[18:12] Rammy Urriah: samenjantevening?
[18:12] Leigh Eel: When I find my true love!
[18:12] Rammy Urriah: some enchanted evening
[18:12] Rammy Urriah: oh - lol
[18:13] Rammy Urriah: Knock knock
[18:13] Leigh Eel: Who's there?
[18:13] Rammy Urriah: Doctor
[18:14] Leigh Eel: Doctor who?
[18:14] Rammy Urriah sings Dr who theme
[18:14] Leigh Eel looks at Rammy
[18:15] Rammy Urriah: i just made that up - really i did - (sheepish)
[18:15] Leigh Eel: lol
[18:17] Leigh Eel: do you know the difference between toilet paper and curtains?
[18:17] Rammy Urriah: i think i better before you invite me to your house
[18:18] Leigh Eel: lol! snap!
[18:18] Rammy Urriah: he he
[18:18] Rammy Urriah: ok - now hold on.....
[18:19] Rammy Urriah: a woman opened here refridgerator door and a small rabbit was inside.....
[18:19] Leigh Eel: uh oh...
[18:19] Rammy Urriah: she said to the rabbit... "what are you doing here"
[18:19] Rammy Urriah: the rabbit said "this is a Westinghouse - right?"
[18:20] Rammy Urriah: the woman: yes
[18:20] Rammy Urriah: the rabbit: "well i am just westing"
[18:20] Leigh Eel: OMG
[18:21] Rammy Urriah: i guess it should have been Elmer Fudd in the refridgerator
[18:21] Leigh Eel titters depite himself

Fish Guy

2008-11-14T20:39:00.002-08:00

This picture just looks so cool. I am a Pisces. Franz found this for me for a Zodiac dance. It just really looks cool.

And I won the contest!

Stress and More Stress

2008-11-12T15:24:00.000-08:00

You know how some days you just feel stressed out? I have been feeling that way. I am not normally a stressed person but I was not feeling so good yesterday and today. I think stress comes when stuff happens that you can't control and just have to wait and wait and wait until it happens.

I went to my friend Ricardito's house in SL but he was not home. I haven't seen him for a while. In fact I haven't seen a lot of my friends for a while. I was out of world for a few days.

I don't know if it is me but everyone seems to be mad at Linden Labs these days. I wonder if people will leave? I am not sure what I think - but I am not mad at them. I will have to think on this more.

Well hope everyone is well in SL land - and I'll be seeing you. (or from the TV show The Prisoner "be seeing you" - if anyone knows what I am talking about)

"You are number 6"

"I am not a number - I am a free man"

Sofa Talk With Friends

2008-10-31T15:38:00.000-07:00

Dear blog readers, sometimes I think and think before I write something. I was just sort of sitting around with Spanki, Franz, and Quagmire, then a new person (I feel so bad that I forgot his name - Areo I think) came. Perhaps I will met him again so I can put him in my blog. Anyway I felt like even though I was typing and typing a bunch of stuff, I really couldn't be real. I mean I wanted to really communicate but I could only just type. It really felt so good to just sit around and talk about stuff. I think that maybe my friends know me better than I think though so maybe it is OK.

Last night I had a weird dream. I dreamed I was watching cars drive down the road. One of the cars started to fly. I thought to myself "that is odd for a car to fly". I started thinking the car will fall to earth and crash. And it did. It fell and the crowd watching all gasped. It crashed and smashed up probably killing the driver.

My friend Leigh had a very shocking and sad thing happen in his RL the other day. He called in IM so I went over to his his house. I hope he is doing better today.

I like to write blog posts that are sort of funny that people will have a good feeling and laugh with me but I guess I am not to funny tonight. Well I hope everyone is well and will see you all soon.

Feeling Small

2008-10-26T17:30:00.002-07:00

I don't have anything to say. I saw Dougg and we went to the Greenies house. I saw a big box of instant turnips - yum.

Sometimes I guess I feel small in the universe. Before I learned to read I would look at pictures in a book and try to guess what the stories were about. I would look at the printed words and try to identify as best I could with as little as I knew. I am guessing that if I saw a picture of me looking at a giant box like this I would be very curious what it was about. But I really don't have a story to go with this picture. So I will just have to leave it as people asking "Why is Rammy walking around a giant kitchen?". But it does look like a cool picture.

I guess my little life is not very important when you think of all the zillions and zillions of stars in the sky. But I think our lives are important to other people sometimes - so maybe that is the secret to life. Maybe we are just here to help other people. But what are the "other" people here for?

Three Times Rule

2008-10-16T18:27:00.000-07:00

Dear blog readers I am so sleepy I don't know if I can even type tonight. Leigh and I were talking tonight. Dougg came by for a little while but he went away. Dougg is very small and I hope we did not scare him away since we are bigger than he is.

I had a theory about three times. If you think one of the things you want to do real badly is to ride a roller coaster you shouldn't just want to have as your goal to ride the roller coaster. That's because if you really really want to ride on it the first time you ride you will have so much adrenaline that all you will remember is holding on for dear life. Then when it is done you get off and say "well I rode on the roller coaster".

The second time you ride it you will start to learn where all the curves are and you can sort of appreciate it more. But the third time you will know all the curves and how things feel and all that. So I think if you really want to do something you should not have a goal to just do something but the goal should be to do it three times.

I Build A House - But It Ends Up Looking Goofy

2008-10-14T05:42:00.000-07:00

Well dear blog readers I was wishing I had a house and figured that I can build one. But the results didn't look so good when I got done.

First I thought maybe I will use lots of patterns and colors since I like color. It started out square so I thought I would put this really cool dome on the top. I thought I could make it look like a little Hagia Sophia. I put some colors in the dome texture. I thought why not use many different textures so it would look bright and exciting? Well when I finished I stepped back to check it out.

Instead of a masterpiece it looked more like a house built by Moe, Larry, and Curly. Then I didn't have a door to put on. I will have to learn how to write door scripts or find a freebie door I guess. I stepped back and come to the conclusion I may need to think before I build, rather than just throwing stuff up like a goof ball. But then when I think too much I make stuff that looks boring. I guess the best thing is to be 50% goof ball and 50% super planner freak.

People Leaving

2008-10-12T03:48:00.000-07:00

The other day I saw Andrej and had not talked to him for a while, at least a month. I took a picture. We talked about a lot of stuff.

My friend Franz has gone away. Maybe he needs a vacation. I hope he doesn't go away forever. It is good to take a vacation if you want to think about things. I hope I see him again someday. I hope he reads this.

I have keep talking to other people who say they are not into things in SL like they used to be. Maybe that is how things go. I wanted to do a lot of stuff at first but never really did. Well this post is just a mess. I don't know what I really want to say.

Blogs, Dancing, and Leaping Lizards

2008-10-07T04:28:00.000-07:00

Usually at dance clubs people just sort of blurt out a lot of goofy chat lines and say stuff that looks like a picture with the text. Sometimes I get nosy and start looking at people's profiles. I noticed Karl Herber's profile (that's his picture) and saw he had a blog so I thought I would take a look. I enjoy it when people write a whole lot of stuff and we started IM talking. I put a link to his site and one he writes on SL freebies (a handy thing to read) on the side.

As I was talking to Karl it made me think of blogs and SL and why people write them and why people read them and who reads them and so on. Different people look at the world so differently and it is good to share that.

OK so if you look at the title of this blog you are probably wondering why I put "Leaping Lizards" in the title. Well a title is an important part of a story and just "Blogs and Dancing" seemed like it needed something else. Little Orphan Annie always said "Leaping Lizards" but I never knew why. Did they have lizards in New York City cartoon land?

Cleaning Out and More

2008-10-03T17:22:00.000-07:00

I forgot to take a picture last night but I found an old one to put it tonight's blog. It is of me playing the piano. I got a freebie shirt and it says "Star" on it. Once I was wearing it and a person I didn't know walked up to me and just said "Hey take that shirt off - you ain't no star!". That was rather mean to just walk up to someone and tell them to take their shirt off like that. But I think he was just joking because he said "LOL" after.

Anyway my friend Leigh was cleaning out some stuff and was sort of worried he should not have of thrown some stuff away. So a poem was written to document the event:

life is rough - so use less stuff
when in doubt - throw it out
set them free, set them free
if they return it was meant to be

It is sad that people do loose touch with each other. Sometimes I think life is just like a big bus station. People sit down - wait for their bus - and leave. And then you wonder what bus they got on and where they went.

Die, Der, und Das

2008-10-01T13:18:00.000-07:00

OK now let me tell you what I have learned. In German you can have something that is either male, female, or neutral. At least in Spanish there are only two genders but three! Well Die is for something that is female. And silly me used to see the word "die" and think it was pronounced like the English word die, to stop living. But it is just like "dee" ryhmes with "the". That makes some sense. It is like diesel, the fuel invented by Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel.

So Die katzen, and Der hund. Well so far so good. But then my brain went into overload with Das. I remember the movie Das Boot (not to be confused with DOS Boot in computers) so a boat is neutral. BUT not if the boat has a name. But wait - there's more! Sometimes rivers are male and some rivers are female. Well I guess a lot of things are both male and female.

Anyway the whole point of how Franz and I got into this discussion and how I learned a lot of cool new stuff about the German language is because of spiders, if you can believe that. That is because we say "it" when we talk about a spider in English. And sometimes we say "it" when we talk about animals.

Well I still don't like spiders.

Cellar Doors and Ball Peen Hammers

2008-09-28T12:18:00.000-07:00

Well readers you may wonder why in the world did I choose "Cellar Doors and Ball Peen Hammers" as the title. Well let me tell you the story.

Leigh and I went to see Burning Man in SL and he suggested this writers party for people who write and love literature. I was almost too embarrassed open my mouth because everybody sounded so smart. I was afraid I would say something dumb and people would think I was running for US Vice President or something.

Then somebody said something about "hula" or something and I remembered I had a cool hula hoop. I started giving them to everybody. Then Leigh remembered he had a pogo stick and started giving out them. Before long people started to pogo AND hula! It was sort of funny to see a very literate group of probably college professors and serious writers all pogo-ing and hula-ing while talking about DH Lawrence and Virgina Wolfe.

For some reason (I can't remember why now) Leigh said something about a "ball peen hammer". Those are those hammers with a round ball head. I like the sound of the word - ball peen hammer. Then he said a writer mentioned the word cellar door as a word that had a nice sound. So I guess that's all I can remember .

Nothing But Sitting On The Balcony

2008-09-24T17:58:00.000-07:00

Poor Franz made a really nice notice for the club but it said "Thursday, September 24" not "Thursday, September 25". What a drag. I've done that sort of thing before too. I told him before it went out and he was going to change it.

We sat on the balcony talked some - just a boring day - just talking. I think the frat house is going to closet of Franz's inventory.

Now I must make a confession before my conscious gets to me. Last night there was a really fun Octoberfest party and I tried to look "German". I wore a handmade black, red and gold shirt to match the German flag. Some people said it was quite creative, thinking I had made it myself. Well I must confess my friend Leigh Eel made it and gave it to me before hand. I just let people believe I made it. Now the truth is out - Rammy Urriah - guilty of shirt fraud!

One Should Not Be Verkrampft

2008-09-23T17:01:00.000-07:00

Here is a picture of Franz, Quag and myself. We were talking and talking and Franz gave us a new word - "verkrampft".

I think the Germans have so many really good words and since I an English speaker I guess I like to snatch good words and put them up in a great big word collection box. Verkrampft is similar to feeling cramped up or tied up in knots, at least that is how I understand it. I think the word "cramp" must be a relative of it.

Franz says it is the opposite of easy. I will have to think and see if I can start to use it right. (Franz if you are reading this I hope I have this right)

I keep learning so many different things by just being around people. Maybe one day I will go to Germany and see it for myself. I will have to learn a whole lot more German words though because I don't want to visit a place and be rude by not knowing the basic words to be polite.

Making Clothes

2008-09-16T15:14:00.000-07:00

I was really feeling sick in RL last week - what a drag. But I had joined a magick group and have been unable to get to the meetings the past few times. (magic with a "k" means a more spiritual type of magick in my mind, as opposed to "magic" which is the rabbit out of a hat sort of thing) I got a notecard that said to get a magic cape and I did. Then I decided to make a whole outfit to go along with it. I kept finding odd pieces of material and felt just like I was making a quilt.

Then I thought - well let me put my glow ball on my head. I made a glow ball so I would look like I was in an Italian painting. I was not sure why I made it but it seemed to go with this.

Well I was very happy with my clothes although some people on the internet may just say "Hey Rammy, you look like a goof ball!". Well I guess when we go through life if you were always worried about being a goof ball then we would never do anything and just become fat slobs who sat around watching TV all day.

Isn't the idea of fashion really strange? We put these pieces of cloth on us and it is sort of a way of expressing who we are. It is like we are always covering up or something and people never really see who we really are.

I felt so bad when I was sick I started talking to Franz about stuff that was very depressing for some reason. When I felt better I was so sorry I sounded morose. I guess when you get sort of ill your mind will go to strange places. I hope I can send good energy to all my friends - so hear it comes - if you are reading this right now - here comes - buzz - buzz -buzz - a great big positive vibe.

Not Feeling Well in RL

2008-09-10T15:35:00.000-07:00

Hello blog readers. I took this picture of Rickie, Franz, Quag, and me sitting at a bar. It looks like we must have had 3 or 4 of those blender drinks! I don't know who did the sitting animations for these bar stools but they certainly put us in odd positions. I am not feeling well in RL and think I better try to rest. I have a really bad cold and it is making me feel sore in the joints, throat, nose, lungs and so on. I hate to be sick. I don't think it is pneumonia, but it may be old monia.

Well last week my friend Rico came back in world and I am glad he is back. If I didn't feel so &#@! miserable I would like to write more. Sorry I can't say much. To all my friends - hello and please have a fun!

Blogs are Diaries Upside Down

2008-08-31T14:50:00.000-07:00

Blogs are really funny. When you write in a diary it is secret and you lock it up with a key. But a blog is a diary but you put it out for the whole world to read. It is very strange. Yesterday Franz, Quagmire and I visited Leigh Eel. I took a few pictures and this one, that looks just like an Alfred Hitchcock movie, was the best. We were in Leigh's windmill that he built.

Well some people start blogs and then stop writing after a while. I don't have anything to say today, but I knew a blog post was inside of me somehow. Then I thought that maybe this post is about introducing friends to other friends. Sometimes when you do that you get nervous that one set of friends may not like the other or something like that. But I think it is good to keep generating friends. I just hope my friends list does not explode and cause Linden Labs to catch on fire due to large numbers!

Earlier this week I went to a funeral for Niambraa Lykin in SL. It was a strange idea to have a SL funeral and I am not sure how I feel about the idea. But it was a nice funeral. Here is a picture.

Tamra Sands Live

2008-08-17T04:59:00.001-07:00

Saturday started really good. First I met Leigh Eel and Ricardito Castaignede at a drumming circle. They introduced me to a new friend, GeraldWay Destiny. If you don't know what a drumming circle is, I always think of it as a way to make your brain put you in a new place. First everyone goes to a drum and starts drumming and drumming and drumming. You get the idea. Then before you know it your mind starts to make you feel things that you would not normally feel and start to think and say things that are different from what you would normally think and say.

But later that night we heard a live performance, and I want to tell you about that. When I say live I mean live. Tamra Sands (RL link) actually sang to us and Trip Potvin played a live piano. Trip had some visibility problems but he was there in spirit, that's why you don't see him in this picture. Phantoms don't photograph well.
Tamra has a very good voice, I could hear it clearly with my little ears. It was both rich and sweet at the same time if that makes any sense.

I think everyone should try to get to hear a live SL performance, I think if you search for Broadway Live you should find some good places to start.

Anyway there is something very magical about live performances. When you watch a movie you may get into it but it is always watched. But when someone does something live, you are really there participating in a sense. You can feel the energy of the human who is performing. It almost is like riding a roller coaster, sky diving, and skiing at the same time. I don't know a lot about theater, so I can't say a lot of intelligent stuff, so sorry if my descriptions sound goofy.

Art at Verlaine by Leigh Eel

2008-08-12T16:48:00.000-07:00

What a mess tonight started out as! People I know were very upset about stuff. I won't go into details - but I will say that I hope they don't stay unhappy because life is short and I don't like people to be unhappy.
Then I decided to wander around and look at art. I went back to see Leigh Eel's show at Verlaine to get a better understanding of his work. I would recommend a visit if you are able to spend the time to look deeply into it.

What you need to do is stand in front of each work and zoom in. That way you can see all the details. The drawings are mysterious so I read each note card to see if I could understand more. I decided artists' explanations of their work are only good for raising even more questions, so don't look to note cards for answers but look to them to embellish the mystery and provoke even deeper pondering.

All of these are very personal drawings and it is just like looking at someone's private notebook. I think that is one of the things I like about them. Sometimes when you look at art it looks like a lot of wowie zowie sort of stuff. Don't get me wrong - wowie zowie is fun too - but it is good to see the insides of people who are willing to share it.

So I hope all who can will take a look at this before it leaves.

Someone I Should Talk About

2008-08-12T04:30:00.000-07:00

Last night I saw Dougg Eebus and we talked and talked. Let me tell you about Dougg.
Well dear readers, I took a picture but it came out sort of bad, you can't really see Dougg too well - so I will take another picture later to show him to you.

Anyway Dougg likes to look like a small cat, so Franz named him the kitty. Well sometimes I call him Kitty as a nickname. Some people in SL are 7 or 8 feet tall but Kitty likes to be small because that is the character he likes to be.

At first I though he was bored with me because he is so quiet but then I learned that is just part of his nature. I think everyone has something to say and offer, and it is deep inside of them. That is one thing that I have tried to learn.

Strange Soup of the Brain

2008-08-08T09:49:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went over to Ricardito's Blue Fairy House and talked to Rico for a while. He had on a weird getup - he looked like something from Anatomy 101 or a late night horror movie. It was really yukky looking if you ask me. He and I talked and he used my picture to test out a script he was writing. He has a lot of exciting things out of this world going on now - I am using my magic thought powers (9 volt battery of positive energy) to hope good things will happen to him.

Then I saw Franz. He had been on a long time and I thought it would be good if he slowed down so I suggested we lay in the hammock. It all makes me think about the stuff in my brain about people. Even though people here are just made by a computer, we each have unique personalities. I guess I can't explain it. We all know we are kind of playing but we also know we are real and can have hurt feelings and all that. All of my friends have a little different personality too that is underneath their images they are made of.

Then I started thinking about what people like to do in SL. Some people like to make money, and I guess that's OK but I just think it's cool to do stuff without trying to make money. I think when you think about money all the time you can get sort of sick. But I guess I don't know all the answers in life, so I just work on the things that are sensible to me. That is enjoy your friends as best you can because it will make you feel good.

The Power of Friends of Friends

2008-08-06T16:45:00.001-07:00

Well I have not been in SL for a while and went back today. The last thing I was wearing before I left was a cat suit, I had white skin, tail and ears. I left sort of fast and did not have time to change. Quagmire Juran gave me a friend card but I did not have time to talk too much to him. I sort of was worried he may think I was rude or something so when I arrived I called him to talk to him.

It is so strange to make friends. When you first met people it is very exciting. As you talk more you wonder "What does this person think of me?" and "I hope this person does not become mean or anything" and so on. You may think that you can not have friends in a world where you can just type but I don't think that is true. I think that as you get to know people you can see their souls or spirit or something. Sometimes I have dreams of the people I meet in SL. That sounds like I must be some sort of wacko or something - but I swear it is true - I do dream about my friends.
Well I don't know Quag very well at this point so as time goes by maybe I will more and he of me.

Now I must change the subject to an important topic. I like to try on clothes some time and in fact I crashed from changing my clothes too fast. Anyway - this will sound stupid - but I think it is really important to be sure one's butt looks really good in what they wear. So I tried on some swimming trunks and zoomed around to check out my butt. I think these trunks make my butt look pretty cute. Well I know a lot of people do the same thing. It is important to have a cute butt because you never know who may be looking.

Well aside from all of this I hope to write more on different subjects - some about my friends and maybe some about clothes, art, sculpture, relationships, decorating, and so on. And maybe about how we all check out our hot butts from time to time.

To All My Friends

2008-07-30T13:56:00.000-07:00

Well I haven't written too much the past week and hope to do better soon. But I just want to send a message to all my friends that I must be away for a while but hope to be back soon. Everybody stay safe, healthy and happy!

Mathmatics and Wings

2008-07-22T17:52:00.001-07:00

Last night I was playing around with building objects that had light in them. I made some "glow balls" that were invisible but would have light coming from them. I was so tired and sleepy that I fell asleep at the key board and when my face hit the keys I said "aieaofhgkeaf". Fortunately no one was nearby to hear this.

Anyway tonight I was wondering around by myself. I was feeling very lonely. I took a picture of myself laying in a pose ball bed but as you will notice there is no one as the "other" pose ball. I just had to lay there by myself. I told myself not to IM people all the time since I didn't want to be an IMing pest or anything. I did IM Franz but he was busy. Fortunately Ricardito called and I was glad.

I went over to Ric's sky house and was showing him some green skin I made while he showed me some skin he had to match his wings. Then when I was showing him some glow hair he said I should try it a different way. Stupid me clicked on my rainbow wings and ended up messing them up. I was so upset I felt like crying, I really liked those wings and now they were ruined. But Ric said it is just like math, just a matter of getting the math right. Then he went off.

It turned out Rico was right, I did get my wings back after working with them. So dear readers the lesson here is when you want to get things back in order when stuff gets messed up, don't panic and to keep a cool head.

Cewlers and Wowers

2008-07-20T03:52:00.001-07:00

I wanted to get this in before I had to leave for a few days. Leigh Eel was not busy last night so we went to the moon as you can see. I forgot to write down the name of this place in case you want to visit - but I will put it in when I get back.

We talked about building things with light shining around such as a flashlight. That got me to thinking about building something that has the property of light being given off but the texture is clear so you don't see it. I am not sure how it will look - but it may make a wild sculpture. It is good to think of ideas even though my objects probably are not as cool as others. I think when you start doing something it always looks sort of goofy at first but the best thing is just to try things and see if they work.

Now you are probably wonder what cewlers and wowers are. When we were looking around last night there were two people who were walking around but we could not see them, however they were close enough to hear them. We tried to find them. They were not talking in long sentences, they were just saying "cool" and "wow". Leigh said "Let's see if we can locate the cewlers and wowers". However when we found them they did not say hello back to us. I guess they were too wrapped up in what they were looking at or something.

Talking With Franz

2008-07-18T05:15:00.001-07:00

I was glad I got a chance to talk to Franz last night because I was worried he was depressed. I don't think that just by talking to me someone could magically get UN-depressed or anything but I think when you talk to people it can help some.

One thing I always notice is that people who are real good at creating things can have many swings of mood and emotion. I don't know why but I guess that is just the way it is.

Franz and I sat on some rocks looking at a really nice splashy ocean. The waves would hit the rocks and explode into a relaxing mist. The sound was quite calming. I hope Franz feels better soon.

My Dinner With Andrej

2008-07-15T13:59:00.000-07:00

Well I had not talked to Andrej for a while but did the other night. I am calling this My Dinner With Andrej after that movie where those two guys just sat at dinner and talked. Actually Andrej and I did not eat dinner but that would really wreck up a good blog title. I told him some of the stuff I had been up to and he had some that he had been up to.

I met Andrej at this crazy American High School - but since I dropped out I will not mention the name. It was fun to be there for the first time but I kept getting confused at the classes. Everybody talked all the time and you could not really understand what was going on. I don't think I really like High Schools, at least the American style.

What I liked to do at this school was to swim naked in the pool, but I think some of the students were sort of freaked out about that. Andrej used to be on the gymnastics team at the school and he had a uniform and everything.

Well the last thing I am going to say about American schools is that I keep thinking that there must be something not right in the U.S. if this is what schools are like. It is almost like throwing all the students into a big machine and chewing them up.

Exotic Dancing

2008-07-14T07:24:00.001-07:00

Last Saturday Franz asked me to fill in at the last minute to be an exotic dancer. I got to wear a tiny thong (that is where people stuff dollar bills) and dance around a pole. If you think about it, it is sort of a crazy thing to do but I figured you should try to do different things. Well Dear Readers it was fun but I am not sure it is really who I am. I didn't take any pictures to show you either.

Tarot Sculpture of Madcow Cosmos

2008-07-10T18:57:00.000-07:00

I can look at tarot cards all day and keep wondering about all their meanings. There are so many ways to interpret what they could mean. Today I saw a whole deck in the form of sculptures. I think I will go back and walk around again. These sculptures by Madcow Cosmos have many details to look at. The whole thing blew my mind, and I can't believe how much work it must have taken to build the whole set. You can go there this way. I liked the work so much that I had to put it in my blog so people would not miss it.

I really like to write about art and creative stuff that I see and I think a lot of people would enjoy it too. I thought maybe I should be an art critic. I am not sure I am smart enough to be an art critic though. I figured I should go to the library and look at all those fancy art magazines so I can see how it is done. I read the reviews about shows at galleries and then the oddest thing would happen. Right after I read an article I would turn the page and there was a big full page advertisement for that artist at that gallery. I guess it was just a coincidence.

Ricardito Castaignede's Waste Dump

2008-07-08T05:53:00.000-07:00

Last night Ricardito showed me the finishing touches on the toxic waste dump to go a along with the new musical The Toxic Avenger. It is located near the theater (which is in Broadway Live South) - sort of near the side. Just go past the yellow ribbons and barricades. Here is how to get there.

Don't forget to turn on the midnight look - that makes it look real creepy.
Ric and I talked for a while. I took a nice picture I was going to use but I must have not had film in my camera or something because I could not find the picture today. What a bummer. Ric must like to go fishing a lot. He said to be sure and mention what a nice cod piece he has.
Oh well - more later.

Big Cruise Ship

2008-07-07T05:13:00.000-07:00

People sure do like to build things that remind them of things they like in RL. Yesterday I was at a dance for an art exhibit on a cruise ship. I took a picture of Franz and I talking on a deck so you can see how big it is. At the dance I asked people who may have known more about the ship if this was the Titantic but they laughed and said no. But I am so embarrassed - I forgot to take my reporter's notebook and forgot to write down all the important stuff. I forgot to even write down the name of the artist, I think her name was Gracie something. Well I will just have to go back to get the facts.

Since I started this blog I find that I like to write about things people do and build and behave. And I like to write about the stuff people make up in their head and then make it exhist so other people can look at it. It is so cool to just walk up to artists and talk to them. Sometimes artists are famous but I think a lot of them tell you stuff about what they did if you just walk up to them and start asking.

Well I have learned a lesson Dear Readers, from now on I am going to try to take notes better. Well let me close now and send my best wishes to all.

Sad

2008-07-06T04:32:00.000-07:00

I got a very strange note card message yesterday, it said that someone on my friend's list had committed suicide. I am not sure what to think. The note card said it was from her sister who had logged on to her account to send out the message. My friend Franz knew her much better than I and was understandably quite upset.

I just don't know what to make of this. Is it real? I can not imagine someone staging this in this way, so I am thinking it is real. But then I am not sure. I hope it is not real, just a bad choice of a way to leave the world.

The only good that has come of this is seeing that Franz must have some good friends in Mikal Mikoyan, Jojo Mandel, Kyne Tigerpaw, and JC. I guess humans were made to connect with each other deep down inside.

Real Real Artists Doing Cool Things

2008-07-03T04:35:00.000-07:00

Well Dear Readers I had a bad problem computer earlier this week and did not get to visit SL on the day before yesterday. I had to play computer doctor, but the patient lived. Yesterday Ricardito invited me to an artist place and I was real glad I went.

I like artists because they make stuff that you can look at but will also make things happen in your head. I don't know if you are supposed to say that because that doesn't sound like real art talk that you would say when you visit a museum or something. I hope people don't laugh at me when I try to write about art.

This group is called the Rezzable group I think. (I hope I got that right) I will have to write more and go back again. Last night I had dreams about the big tower like thing that I flew up into. It made me feel like a baby being born or something. I took a picture of me traveling in a bubble transporter.

Then Ricardito took me to where the Greenies live. Here is where it is.
The greenies must live in a house and must run around like mice. When you go into the house you go through a mouse hole, then you realize you are in a doll house. Suddenly you are in a GIANT house OR you are VERY SMALL. It feels just like Alice in Wonderland or something.

Well there is so much that I must write about but I will have to save it for later.

A Toxic Advenger Musical Catches My Interest

2008-07-01T04:35:00.000-07:00

Yesterday started out sort of normal, Franz, Tree Ahat and I went shopping. Tree wanted to find a new shape and maybe a different look. Somehow we all got lost so I am not sure what Tree finally came up with.

Then I called to say hello to Ricardito Castaignede and he invited me to see what he has been working on. That's a picture of him (blue) and me in a very urban world he built. Now I should talk a bit about Ricardito. He is a blue faery sometimes. He has a really good eye for cool psychedelic colors and shapes and makes things that are very wild to experience. I have only met him recently but he is a lot of fun to talk with.

Ric (I hope he doesn't mind my shortening his name) has been working on a project to support a new Broadway play based on the B movie The Toxic Advenger. I never saw that cinematic gem but it sounds like a cool idea for a musical, why not? I will provide more info dear readers, as soon as I get it so you can visit the sim.