Tag Archives: TRUTH

Some People Call Him The Space Cowboy

I journeyed over to SL13B for a tour of what’s happening there and because it’s a fun community event. I always enjoy seeing the various exhibits there. Kittycats has a super cute KITTYS IN SPACE sort of theme and I confess I really want alien kitties in my life. Continue reading

Fighting The Elements…

I awoke depressed, certain that my future as a blogger was at an end due to the recurrence of a recent tropical depression that is a fashion icon and a MAN MAGNET. That’s right, the undefinable and incomparable Swirly Cyclone has RETURNED.

We old timers existed in her shadow, hoping to one day be as glamorous and fantastic as the amazing Swirly. When she left we all breathed a sigh of relief, we no longer had to feel second best. AT LAST we could just accept ourselves and not desperately try to be as lovely and witty as Swirly. Continue reading

Traveling

On the Road Again

I am still traveling, visiting my middle sister, my oldest sister, my younger brother, my nieces, my nephews and all the family. A trip to the family cemetery, the old homestead my grandparents built and of course, feasting everywhere I go. It’s tuckered me out which is why my pixel self is napping at Isle of Peace, a beautiful spot to rest and relax
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Visiting Cajsa

I am visiting Cajsa but she’s not home. So I’m touching all her stuff while she isn’t here. No one tell her.

We live on islets facing one another, and it reminds me of a fond time in SL from my ancient past. A friend had a swath of land with little islets all together and it was a lovely, idyllic little place to live for a long time. It’s like living with one’s friends yet living alone with freedom and privacy too. I rather like it. Continue reading

Gidge + Me = Radarpar

Radarpar (Norwegian) (n.): Two people that work very well together.

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So I am still enjoying that list of untranslatable words. This one seemed so perfect for Gidge and me, though then I decided to Google Translate it and discovered it was Swedish, not Norwegian.  However, the full meaning was even more appropriate, two people whose work together make them more well-known than their separate identities, a dynamic duo if you will. Like BeBop and Rocksteady or Hans Solo and Chewbacca. Speaking of which…
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Almost Homeless

Cajsa and I were almost homeless this week. There was a snafu, an oooops, one of those timing issues where something goes wrong and now you don’t have a place to live. Sometimes those are easily corrected. We got lucky – the land was ours again, we are once again neighbors on our tiny islets of joy.

But it put me into reflection about where I am in this place between second and first life. There is no doubt that my Second Life doesn’t hold the sway over me it once did. I’d no longer call it an addiction. I miss the people I loved here, and wonder what’s become of the ones I fear are dead. I regret the missteps that lost me friends, and the missteps that made me believe the wrong people were friends and loved ones.

Being homeless, even for a day though, called me to question “Should I still be here?” Continue reading