Showing posts with label Erlon Obviate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erlon Obviate. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

SL/Erlon Obviate resurfaces as a non-addict

in several different time zones

One of the first people I ever met in Second Life (way back in December, eons ago), Erlon Obviate, IM'd me while I was offline to say hello...that he keeps meaning to talk to me, but I'm never in his time, his time being Brazilian time. This struck me as odd because I've always assumed South America's time zones were the same as North America's. So I did a lookup and discovered that Brazil is one hour ahead of us in Florida. Very cool.
But Erlon messaged me at 15:34 SL time, which is the same thing as 3:34pm Pacific time--or 7:34pm Brazilian time (6:34pm my time)--which really isn't that late.
Erlon is keeping regular hours, I see. That will change once he becomes addicted. (If he becomes addicted.) My mission is to encourage Erlon Obviate to become addicted.

Long live Second Life!

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Second Life

To get upstairs from downstairs I built a pole.
(A pole made of metal.)









Unfortunately the pole goes right through the bed. The bed cannot be moved because it was installed by the Brazilian.










It looks nice and would be perfectly functional if I could get my head up it.

*Thunk thunk*



(To the right is a Christmas tree donated by the Brazilian guy in my absence....What a swell guy.)


The frame around the picture blends in good with the decor.


(This is a shot from Battlefield 1942 and was taken by intrepid observer and reporter Ferencz Bathory)

There's a spot on wall where it fits in perfectly.








To get a closer look go to Nateos.com.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Second Life

Trying to decorate my house with Erlon Obviate (my Brazilian buddy).



We discovered a sort of "Galaxy in a Box"--a cool plasma TV-like screen that streams images of the Universe. Watching it live is really something.








Considering who my (nearest) neighbor is, having this object only makes sense.




Erlon thought the screen would look much better downstairs.









Guess who disagreed?
My "neighbor" decided it wasn't a good idea.









I ended up getting stuck in the middle of the road.




The screen apparently has to go back on the roof!