Christmas Day/Night

If you look closely, in this empty diner, you can see me sitting by myself.
I wasn't sure if I could seat myself, though, since there was no waitress around.
I'd stumbled across the diner in the lovely Doll City sim.
It had been a hectic Christmas...
Earlier, I helped JT and Ulises out by letting them stay at my house. Except I didn't have room. But then I had an idea: I would stack another house on top of mine. Now there was plenty of room!
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Before that, we all were at Pappy's place, and Pappy waited until we were loaded up in his truck to inform us that he himself had been 'loading up' all day! Thank god his truck didn't have a transmission, or we would have ended up in the ocean.
This is me--as a monkey--in Pappy's outhouse. I wanted to be a monkey today, and the outhouse is one of the first places I wanted to see. As a monkey, it took me twice as long to get out.
Present tense: Now I'm at Elle's club, watching her stack presents under the Christmas trees. (I've since left the diner.) I don't know for sure, but I suspect this arrangement is for the Serbians, who celebrate it next month on the 7th. There's a heck of a lot of work and planning that goes into a club, including keeping track of how many Christmases there are.

SL/Halloween Party (turkeys invited)

The Mandarin Theater in all its Halloween glory.

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This is DJ Kalia suspended inside a spider web on stage!

The strippers all strip, of course, but they start out with evening gowns and work their way down. It has a lot of class.

(BabyHoney, Elle, and Bongo deserve a lot of credit for the place.) As a turkey, I find the grounds very stimulating.

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For instance, the road.

I want to cross the road!

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For Halloween, the road is its own kind of horror. I check for cars. Nada. I check for people on bikes. Nothing. I check for people with big-ol' clumsy feet. Nope. Time to go...

I look both ways, then up and down, and finally, behind me: GO!

I ended up crossing the road backwards, but it was fun.

I'm out of breath. I want to do it again.

--Can't--

I've got to go to work in the morning!

Second Life/Hooters/Help Island

I attended an Event and wandered to a nearby park and discovered a camper who was literally turning blue in the face.

On Help Island you never know what you're gonna get.

The locals are a wild bunch.

Here are a bunch of picketers.

There's a small disturbance as a dragon appears out of nowhere.

Some of the picketers are caught off guard

A few don't make it.

Later, when things are much calmer I take my first hot air balloon ride.

The owner/pilot is named Hans.

(...Checking out my smoke contrails...)

Along the way someone else joins us for a ride.

His name is Maxwell.

Is he...green?

At Hooters 'n' Shooters an elegant looking fellow named Castor awaits competition for a gothic-themed event.

And here is Elle, a girl I've been visiting at this same club.

She's a beautiful person.

And she has an excellent job.