Together Again

It used to be that Oura and I were the Bobbsey Twins. Always together, living in each other’s pockets. Lately – not so much. 😦 Oh, not because we had a fight. And neither of us broke the #1 Girlfriend Rule. (You DON’T KNOW the #1 GF rule???? Sigh. I have to teach you EVERYTHING, don’t I. Think on it – answer below.) It’s not even because we no longer like the same things, we do. But our FLs have incompatible schedules these days. She’s inworld when I’m not, and vice versa. (Oh classics major son of mine, would you like to expound on that term? *grin*) We did meet up in the atomic world just a few weeks ago and got to run around the big city together. It was great!

The other night Bona Fortuna smiled on us and we actually made it inworld at the same time. I was music hopping, checking out live acts that I’d not heard before. I started at The Mirage Pub to listen to Keeba Tammas. She has a wonderful sultry voice. Smooth, not gritty. When I hear her sing, I want to be in a dimly-lit club, dancing in my lover’s arms, a faint taste of good wine on my tongue, the air warm and comforting, the smokey smell of the fire glowing in the fireplace. *grin* Yes, I do enjoy Keeba’s voice. She can rev it up, too.

From there I hopped over to The Chelsea Hotel to hear Strum Diesel. I no longer remember who it was, but someone whose taste in music I respect had recommended Strum to me. This was the first time I saw an announcement when I was able to attend. I’d never been to the Chelsea before either. According to their land info, The Chelsea is devoted to “bringing the infamous mecca of bohemia”, The Chelsea Hotel from Manhattan, to SL. It’s a lovely build, no question about it. Complete with a cat wandering the dance floor. (Although I thought it was the Algonquin that was famous for having a cat? I certainly met one there.)

Oura and I settled ourselves in at the bar. I decided to try a stint as a bartender (how else were we going to get some drinks?). It was lovely to be together again, listening to good music, exploring a new venue. Strum has a definite folksy style, a lot of humor, a lot of passion too. He has a substantial crowd of followers and I can see myself joining them often. This had more of the feel of what I remember from college bars. An engaging, entertaining performer, relevant songs, a very participatory crowd and lots of good humor.

Oh? The #1 GF Rule? Never ditch your girlfriends for your boyfriend. *grin* Oura and I are clear on that! 🙂

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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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