Showing posts with label advertisement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label advertisement. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

SL/Blowing smoke








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I saw this advertisement with brutal-looking guys as bodyguards.
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So, I decree all future bodyguards of mine will be nuns.





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This mural of various 'smokes' caught my attention.

At first I thought it was an artist rendering 'art' by puffing out pot smoke.
Then I realized it was merely an ad for various smoking devices. BUT, I shall endevour to convince the gentleman that he should take his work more seriously and open his own gallery.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

SL/420/Happy Tables


The tip is something you have to earn tonight. Read it.


Speaking of $$$

A good way to earn lindens would be to inch your way along a power line (tip-toeing). The powerline would occasionally sway in the wind, and you might not make it to other side. Also, it could rain at any moment, making you a fried possum. But the longer you stay on the powerline, the more you will earn.

Another way would be to hang around a fountain and when passers-by toss in coins you could dive after them. (This would all be legit, of course.) Several of you would be diving at once so it would resemble the Epiphany of the Greek Orthodox Church (except this one's for strict monetary gain). The scene could also look like a dolphin show, but instead of fish, you would surface with lindens in your teeth. You could dry off between dives and change outfits--possibly earning more lindens that way. Soon you would be in good enough (financial) shape to leave the fountain but why would you? The fountain is a really cool place to hang out.

Running Advertisement
I'd spotted this cutie in the casino and she was wearing a sandwich board, but when I moved in closer to read it, she took off running.










Later at the thinking lounge.









Trying to recall what the advertisement had said.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

SL/Still buzzing

These sexy billboards would be much better served, I think, if the lady broke away from the billboard and approached you and made her pitch directly to you (but only after you showed enough interest. For example, after three minutes of standing in front of the sign she suddenly ambled towards you).

This would be a shocking, but ultimately rewarding, experience--and it would go a long way towards getting virtual salespeople accepted as contributing members of society.

Overheard
"I'm here to see some skin...I don't care what kind of skin it is, as long as someone calls it skin."

"The crash made me re-log into the same club that I had just walked out on."

♫ ♫ Song snippets for Middle-of-Roaders:
I wrote out something I had regrets about and had to Backspace it away

The size of the angel's wings is not important.

Ultimate name for today:
Trip Messenger

Photographs of Me at the Club Playing Trivia at the Bar with the Happy Face at the other end.












This poor guy doesn't know what to think.










The Case of the Mysterious Floating Reefer.

It magically stays in air as long as Luch focuses on it.








Where did it go?








Luch is staring at it like it's on the cover of the album Presence.





The giant doobie ended up as a cane for a very attractive disabled cannabis angel who fluttered into view. Miracle of miracles!