Overheard

during Tobacco vs. Cannabis discussion

Tobacco [advocate]: eat then smoke is my motto

Cannabis [advocate]: smoke then eat is mine

SL/Light and Smoke

At the end of a tunnel in a spooky castle there was a pitch-dark room that I couldn't find my way out of, so I teleported a few tokers in to shed some additional light. Yumi didn't bring her smokes--for some reason--just her bling, which was illuminating, but distracting, considering she wore it on parts of her body that she liked to dance with, and dance she did: The effect was like a miner's helmet being worn by a miner being attacked by a bear; I ended up having more light in my eyes than on the walls. Ferguso brought a Cuban cigar that he said would look impressive while he smoked it, and smoke it he did, right to the nub. There was so much smoke in the room by the time he got done it cancelled out any light. But he did look good smoking it.
Yetrates' pet alien Bleep was still in the tunnel, and when he shouted that he was coming in to help us, I told him to bring us a fatty.
Eventually there was so much smoke in the room that whoever was on the other side of that tunnel got tremendous blowback.

SL/Tree Talk

I met a tree who could type in a creek. The creek had balls that contained poetry. The tree said he represented a virtual publishing company. I said it made sense that a virtual publishing company would be represented by a tree. I told him that he looked awesome and would blend in good with the environment. He said, "yes, esp if I sit down in a forest." Then I asked him as a tree, if he liked to sit or stand better. The tree then asked specifically about my smoke. I explained that it didn't make sense for me to give him a smoke, especially if he inhaled.

SL/Misc.

Pet Sim

Here is a typical rooster and hen.

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Here are their genetically-modified counterparts.

Overheard...

Shouted at outdoor Event:
"Will the person I was making love to under the canopy please report to the Information kiosk, center sim?"

Amongst ex-zealots:
"My religion forbade me from eating with my lips."

Drag racing for the masses:
"When the tires smoke you can get a wonderful buzz."

Worker at SeXpo:
"I have perky computers."

Branded:
"I still have remnants of last night's slap mark on my face."

Play Locally:
"Instead of an Englishman saying it, I want a redneck to say 'You're a Wanker.'"

SL/Proof of Unintelligent Life in the Universe

At the pool with Milo and his recently-purchased Mom. Mom scolded Milo about smoking a joint, saying he wasn't doing it right. She also pointed out the giant doobie wasting away in the pool.


Meanwhile, I was partying at the cabana when I noticed smoke coming from the cabana's ceiling. At first this fascinated me--then alarmed me when I realized I was the one causing the smoke. In a flash Milo was all over it: He rolled his wet body around on the roof, trying to put out the smoke. It only got worse. It wasn't until Yetrates arrived with a bag of faeries that the smoke was finally contained.
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Milo and I celebrated that night by focusing hard on a UFO so that an alien would show up.
We weren't prepared for the scaly, Lobster-looking alien that did show up--but, hey, an alien is an alien.

We had the alien sit in a hot tub so we could gradually increase the temperature. Meanwhile, we peppered it with at least a thousand different questions, none which it answered. After a bit, the alien popped out of the tub and said it had to return to the UFO before it was compelled to eat us.
Milo was so excited to have extraterrestrial contact that he wanted a picture hugging the alien.

SL/Overheard (stoner marathon)

Volunteer
LanceG: Anyone want to be my test subject?
Cret: I want you to operate on my taste buds.

Work avoidance
Lee: why you dont use this url for music
Lee: its 80s music
Muwa: oh i hear enough of that at work
Muwa: i need to escape 80s for awhile
Lee: where you working
Muwa: i work in what i call the 'work world'
Lee: lol

Provincialism?
EricD: I want to have the national flag of a country i don't like tattooed on my thumb.
EricD: On the bottom.

A Conversation unique to this universe
littleboy: Hey man, you're on fire.
Milo: I know.
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Over my head appeared a halo made of weed smoke.

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Symbolism
I want to dry off at a nude beach using shredded shower curtains as towels.

Entrepreneurial ism
I want to give virtual tours of the White House attic.

True confessions
I want access to one of the most mysterious places on earth--the confessional chamber normally occupied by Catholic priests. In these cloistered quarters I want to experience 100 bong hits in a row, one for each mistake of the day. At the end of these divine exhalations will be the undeniable smell of a plant being offered up to God. I will emerge with fresh ash on my shirt and lap.
I want to be free again.

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.

SL/Dance Bubble Etiquette

Is it wrong to walk around with your dance bubble, taking the chance that you might envelop a dance partner against her wishes?
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Once inside the dance bubble, should your dance partner dance the same kind of dance as you? For instance: if you dance Moroccan and she dances Club dance #3, the chances are greater one of you will get knocked out of the bubble. This is due to the kinetic relationship of hips banging into other hips. If you are dancing synchronously, however, both of you tend to stay in the bubble.
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Is it polite to smoke in the bubble? Even in a non-smoking establishment, you should have the right to smoke within your bubble. Especially if you inhale and smoke responsibly.

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.