Showing posts with label beach house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach house. Show all posts

Thursday, May 24, 2007

SL/(Neighborly) Vibes

That's a spicy meatball

The beach house with the UFO has attracted a diverse and lovely set of neighbors.

My longest-time neighbor is an Australian lady (Juko). Followed by an Israeli man (Simon). Followed by an American woman (Myth). Followed by, and I kid you not, a colony of French lesbians (on the south east corner). Of course, the pool is mainly occupied by Serbians, as is my house. A Dutch and two American woman also stay occasionally at the house. Same as a Brazilian guy (Erlon).

I am still looking for a certain lady in Texas to visit me, who I've never seen outside of 1st Life.

As far as I know all this makes sense.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

SL/On the loose

We had to hide in the sanctuary of the beach house after one of Jenny's beta elephants got loose.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

SL/Totally Wacked Artwork

Notice the fire in the window pane in the illustration below? That's how I want all the windows in my house to be.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

SL/Rules of the House

! Under no circumstances can a pet watch me go to the bathroom.

!! You must smoke reefer while in bed.

!!! You must invite a different nationality home each night depending on what we have planned for breakfast the next day.

!!!! There will be no hanky panky until I get home.
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Milo was slumped over in his car seat.













I'm afraid he was more than (Away)... He was (Away, Busy).

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Later, we found out that Milo had been going through a script error that wouldn't go away. Even a trip to Help Island proved fruitless.

Patric: Milo I am posting your question on your blog.
Patric: My blog.
Patric: Tell me your problem in one sentence or less.
Milo: look
Milo: hey i have this
[Hands me a notecard and says something about "flying fish"]
Patric: i am not interested in your flying fish
Patric: right now i'm more interested in your problem
Milo: that is a problem dude
Milo: did you get notepad read it
Patric: oh sorry didn't realize flying fish was your problem.
Patric: I'll just post that you have a flying fish problem and someone will know what that means
Milo: no dude you need to post this
Milo: Can't move object 'Flying Fish8!' to { 185.762, 115.994, 1459.46 } in region Watarrka Park because you are banned from the parcel.
Milo: or this
Milo: Hi, i have a flying fish object that i lost and now every minute i hear a message saying that it's stuck somewhere in a banned area.
Milo: brb im going to bathroom

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

SL/total rambling of As

Anima
I want animation of me checking my wristwatch after each 10 minutes spent with a woman shopping for hair.

Announcement
We'll be holding weekly "bong-band" meetings at my house so bring your bongs and be prepared to suck.

Activism
Since our beach view was sold to a bunch of greedy developers, I propose we erect a giant mural of a beach scene in our backyards that defies the original.

Art
I want a poor house with a very very expensive bathroom.

Attraction?
He needs an animation of fainting every time he sees boobs. Paradoxically, boobs are the only things that can bring him back to life.

Alternative
"I'm going to be the first father that gives birth on Second Life."
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Instead of lindens we will be dispensing our own currency: lyndons.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Second Life/Misc. Pictures

Here are some pictures from the past week I've been meaning to upload...
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I'd been trying to teleport to my beach house and was unable to so, so I decided to get there the old fashioned way--by flying. Little did I know the grid had shut down; the entire southern half of the SL World was missing due to some malfunctioning servers in Texas.
Here I am at the edge of the world where the grid used to be.











On the second floor of the neighborhood tavern built by Meri. The effect is startling.
Wood floors with a decorative red rug prepare you for an ivy-covered balcony which overlooks an epic view of the ocean. And check out that railing.

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Someone getting a hug on the first floor patio.
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Here I am trapped in the yard of a house I could not escape. The hedgerows are massive and there's absolutely no way out (flying is not allowed) I finally had to teleport out (just like I had to teleport in).

Looks like a heli-pad...








Wow!

Attending an event to legalize pot.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Second Life

If you want to find me just look at the World map and I'll be at the southernmost tip.

Just look for the beach house with the UFO.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Second Life

I bought some beautiful beachfront property today with another stunning view of the ocean...

This one has a quaint (and vaguely familiar looking) little road.











At night you can see this road from a new perspective.
My new property came equipped with a beach house.






There is only one problem: my new beach house has a UFO hovering over it.

It has been hovering for days.
























It's a new disco UFO.