Fantasy Pride 2012 Stay Tuned

Greville Oh asked me to help with Fantasy Pride 2012. I figured since this blog is a good place to post stuff I would put details here along with in world. In case you are an SL merchant and want to support acceptance and tolerance worldwide for all same sex unions worldwide this is a good opportunity.

This is the third year for Fantasy Pride.  Last year there were 1200 visitors. This year the shops will be right at the entrance, so the supporting merchants will get maximum exposure.

Anyway I will talk more on this in coming posts, including details that the great SEO gods in the cosmic Internet can read about your business. If you are a merchant and want to grab a spot before they are all taken you can call me on the SL telephone (A.K.A. IM chat).

Stay tuned...

Laying On A Bed

Sometimes I just start stuff and don't know what it will end up when I am done. I guess this crazy post is one of those "I don't know where I am going" posts. I have been feeling sort of lost the past few days. I think all people sometimes get lost and then they find their direction again. I guess it is like when you go walking in the woods and then eventually find the path.

Anyway once there were two friends who each had different points of view about how to teach children how to dance with hula hoops. They were named Joachim and Boaz. (don't worry dear readers this story is going to fall into a big mess when I get through with it!) Anyway Joachim thought that using a hula hoop should be very co-originated, one should start with the hips to the right and the hoop to the left, and then rotated in a very mechanical yet well thought out system. Thinking things out in good logical systems makes good sense thought Joachim.

Boaz thought the best way to learn to use the hula hoop was to "feel" the centrifugal force and let the "shoop shoop" sound abstractly move the body. I guess both of them had a point.

I never could get hula hoops right. I could only shoop shoop shoop shoop and then the hula hoop would fall to my ankles. But I could roller skate OK. I was never good enough to do tricks or anything but at least I could do well enough to not fall down, at least not too often.

Well I don't get to SL too much, and when I do it is just for a short time. I went to some parties where people danced and stuff. They are fun. But I wanted to take a picture (see above) of me just laying on a bed. I guess life is a balance of just doing lots of cool stuff and laying on a bed. Both have their place.

Thank you for reading.

An Educational Post For The Holidays

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

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

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:

1. plant corn and drive a little tractor
2. fetch small ant eggs for omletes
3. 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

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

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.