Treyf Night

In hindsight, I think I know what triggered last evening’s crazies. I think it was a tweet about the latest food craze overseas – stimulating the tentacles of a dead squid so that it appears the squid is dancing on your plate. I’m not overly fond of squid, alive or dead. I’m sure that they serve some important place in the scheme of things. But I KNOW I do not want to see a squid dancing. Well, I THOUGHT I knew I didn’t want to see a squid dancing. But as he has in so many other things, Crap Mariner made me view this subject in a different light as well.

I was late getting inworld. I was observing rituals in my 1040 organic life. When I arrived at The Listening Room, all APPEARED normal. Marx was DJ’ing, folks were dancing. “Normal” did not last, alas, as suddenly Crap metamorphed into a giant squid. He was still very considerate – keeping his tentacles to one side of the room, not swiping anyone off the dance floor.

I’m pretty boring, one might even say conservative. I don’t often totally lose it and go silly. But it had been a hard week. I wanted to retain the good feeling I managed to achieve earlier. Seeing Crap’s squid reminded me of my octopus hat. So I put it on and passed one to Lalo, who also wore it. I decided that the rule is against EATING treyf. I don’t recall any rule against wearing it. I offered the hat to others in the room and to my amusement and shock – many folk wanted an octopus on their head. Let’s not go there, okay?

So we danced and waved our tentacles about. Cip had the brilliant idea of modding her octopus, changing it into several brilliant colors before settling on a lovely spring pattern. I followed her lead, but chose a slightly more conservative polka dot (simply because I couldn’t figure out what other textures I had that might work). Mari joined the party with her own flair. Cip eventually changed from octopus to fish. Of course the super hero had a matching Octopus – wouldn’t do to CLASH. 🙂

I think that we have the makings of a new rock group: Tiger and the Tentacles. What do you think? I can just see them doing Motown moves. *grin* You never really know WHAT will happen at The Listening Room. Come check it out on Friday nights for good music and sushi.

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There's not much to say about me. I discovered SecondLife by accident, wandered in, and decided I wanted to stay. This blog was a chronicle of my adventures and misadventures in SL. It also includes stray thoughts that occur to me as a result of my time in SL. Both I and my avatar are female. We both love water and the beach and gardening and parties and hanging out with friends. Updating this after quite some time. I haven't appeared in SL in many many months (probably over a year by now) but SL has remained in my thoughts. I do miss my SL, but at least I still have contact with some of my friends from there. In the meantime.... this blog has evolved to be about my RL adventures. :) Nowhere near as risque as my SL but I do keep busy. I still like all the things listed above. I didn't have any cats in SL (only ducks and a panda) so my cats feel that they should play starring roles in my posts. :) I didn't do much eating IN SL although certainly food and drink accompanied me in RL while I roamed inworld. Cooking and baking have become more fun and interesting once I redid my kitchen. That renovation took longer and cost more than if I'd done it virtually, but I'm thrilled to have a tangible new kitchen! I hope you like food and drink as well! Thanks for reading!

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