What Happens at Mossflower's ...

... stays at Mossflower's. That is until I start forcing the sun to noon and taking pictures. The guilty are, left to right starting at the top: Lludmila (what's with the white shoes?), Sidney (AKA: oh, never mind) in the emerald green, Mossflower in the royal blue. Front of the bed: Kghia (almost asleep), Unborn (just visiting us before heading for her meditation), and Shiva (almost fully clothed!). If you want to see more pictures, I've posted them on photobucket (look in the sub-folder for BookMooch): http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa14/marfeena/ because I only have a free account on Flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/24258714@N00/ and don't really have the time to put notes on everything. Not when I've just received an enormous collection of gowns to try on. Oh, it's Barbie all over again! Only the legs really bend and Ken can talk. Which is a good thing, depending on the Ken.

Okay, I had to add this one because even the ceiling, even the ceiling in this place is gorgeous! Also note Kghia's real wings. She changed them for the previous picture so as to not obscure Lludmila. Sweet! Oops! Hide the alcohol!

shelfmonkeys - The Form

Write your own ending.

Every Night A Party!

Yes, there's something happening every night. I went on this evening to rescue my avatar from last night's crash (having left part of my skirt - the flexi part - at The Ball) and got an invite to a birthday party celebrating Info Island's anniversary. Yes, people, these creatures are all librarians. It's a just a good thing there is nowhere for us to hang out in RL or godknows what would happen! (That's good old Lludmila downing a brewski.)

ISTE Social

Just a typical Thursday night. ISTE had a social and I had been trying on a new outfit when the call came out. The lag was so bad that I took off the big skirt. The red pads are seating. Pretty cool! There's no gravity in SL if you don't want any!

Just One Tango and Look What Happens

I was behaving myself Thursday night at an ISTE social (group that meets and discusses using technology in education) when I got an IM from Shiva's evil twin to visit her in Hades. It was someone's birthday. I asked what the dress was (you never know) and she said Goth/BDSM/black. So, I whipped a little black outfit out of my inventory and requested a tp. Shiva's ET has a job at the Hades Club ... I will spare you the pictures on this blog, but you can bet it will make it to my Flickr account unless she pays up. Mossflower joined us later in her kimono, but then found something a little more comfortable to slip into. I was having a delightful time until someone from the Poetry Guild started importuning me with notices about an imminent poetry reading. I had to make a decision ... and I'm afraid it was for blackmail. Pay up Shiva!

Okay, Now a Funny One

Okay, so I'm wandering around Caledon sim one day. I visited their branch library and was noodling around town when I saw this little museum. I sauntered in and looked at the archeological ephemera and there was a thing to click to go upstairs, but when I got there, there wasn't much, just some old crates in a corner. Curious (that is to say, bored), I went over to see if there were anything worth looking at. Quick, somebody call Indiana Jones!

Virtual Relief

As a reminder that all is not finished cleaning up after Hurricane Katrina, the Big Easy sim reproduces a ghost town New Orleans as a fundraiser for Habitat for Humanity. Some of the Humanists visit the Cathedral prior to their weekly meeting. Big Easy is a huge and beautiful sim, if eerily quiet. Visit Bourbon Street and view some Mardi Gras floats - then donate some Linden dollars at the HfH kiosk.

shelfmonkeys: The Nightmare

A total rip-off of Jayson's cartoon. I mean, inspired by Jayson's cartoon. Great hoppin' horney toads! It's like being back in school!
Actually, the woman who helps us is very nice and would never laugh at us. We hope.

Curse You, MicroSquash Outlook!

I've just spent ten minutes on an internal e-mail that should have taken 30 seconds. I haven't used Outlook much and so I really don't understand it. And we all know how well I take to things that are new. Okay, not as badly as some ...
Anyway, it's almost imposs. to send an e-mail until you have your recipients straight and they have to be separated by semi-colons rather than the commas used by just about every other e-mail format I have ever used since I started messing around with the internet in 1995, and I started out with Pine-mail in ascii!
All I was trying to do was point out the handy article on creative dramatics in the latest issue of Book Links to my co-workers (who are scattered to the winds today: one out, one at circulation, and one busy putting together a storytime) and I had to re-send this e-mail over and over until I figured out I need to
1. use the semi-colons
2. delete the set of addressees with the commas
before it would actually send it.
I think.
Perhaps my co-workers have received six versions of this not-so-critical e-mail.
This is even worse than the confusion I have over tags (such as in the block below on my posting screen, which you can't see, but I assure you is there). Here in Blogger tags are separated by commas. Some places they are separated by spaces so you can't have two-word tags unless you run them together as one word or, in the case of some sites, put a "+" between them. We all know that my persona is alllllll over the web at this point (just click on the tiny claimID button way at the bottom of this blog to see some of the bits I know about), so I'm taggin' like a third grade class at recess here. Consequently, my tags might fall short of ideal. "You're It!" "Am not!" "I tagged you!" "You missed!" "Did not!" "Did too!" ad fisticuffs.
If I learn anything more about Outlook, I'll let y'all know when I stop bleeding.

Lludmila Goes Wild

After a typical BookMooch social this Sunday, Mossflower invited us to her apartment. She has two floors of this Victorian folly which she has decorated beautifully. Such an interesting space, with a virtual dog named Squit. Here on the second floor, she had some tango animation balls. Lludmila is being swept off her feet here by Weil. Mossflower suggested that Lludmila get a long skirt to appreciate the full effect, but I think she's wearing the perfect thing for a tango, a Spanish stole wrap-around skirt.

Quite out of breath, Lludmila had to hurry on to a field trip with her Humanist group to see what freebies were on offer. At the location, some gamers surrounded the Humanist visitors and others in bubble traps, totally against the regulations that govern that area. Complaints were lodged. A quick teleport to another sim and back again to a slightly different spot released everyone from the bubbles, but it was very annoying.

The Humanists are planning a dance, which will have Lludmila's heart skipping a beat.

If you want to know how much Mossflower pays in rent, you'll have to ask her, but I can tell you that you would never believe it. Also, don't let her change the speed of the dance on you! Grab that nipple and away we go!