Posts Tagged 'friends'



There is a Siblinghood

Sheesh. I am soooooo tired of being gender-conscious with politically correct speech. I had an idea for a blog. Friend D just did a favor for Person C. D is all-around nice, helpful, upbeat, fun, smart, cuddly and a good friend. Person C – not so much. D did a BIG favor for C but I’d lay money down to say that had the positions been reversed – not so much. *grin* But this is NOT going to be about that. *laughing* I already got my point across. This was going to be about one of the reasons D said he was happy to oblige.

C laid claim to their mutual membership in the Clan of Geeks. Geekdom is indeed a clan. I’d love to be a geek. Really, I would. I know that typically geeks have difficult childhood and teenage years but then miraculously the rest of the world gets wise and appreciates them. Look – being a teenage girl who didn’t look like THE supermodel of those years was not so pleasant either. I didn’t grow up to be a geek, however. I have many fine qualities and talents (oh yes I do – don’t give me THAT look) but geekiness is not one of them. I hang out with geeks. Some of my best friends are geeks. *grin* I have a very very high geek-patience threshold. I WANTED to call this post: Geeks and the Women Who Love Them. How self-centered, right? It implies all Geeks are men. And that men are only loved by women. That would have been the implication. The true message was meant to be about ME. Of course it was – this is MY blog. I surrendered, however, to what I perceived as political correctness. No “Geeks and the Woman [sic] (yes Michael – I put that in for you. *laughing*) Who Loves Them”. Major hugs to Friend D.

I think I’m so fond of geeks and suffer such geek-envy because I am the daughter of an engineer. Oh yes, in their way engineers are EVERY BIT as geeky as computer geeks. Perhaps with the right teachers in my formative years, or better role models, perhaps I, too, could have grown up to be an engineer. A REAL engineer as we say in MY family – one who can take AND PASS the professional engineer exams. Because I DID grow up to be an engineer ultimately – a software engineer. Ahem. As the daughter and wife of engineers – nope, not the same thing. My SAT scores (remember those lovely exams?) were exactly even between math/science and english/literature. I told my initial college advisor I wanted to make a lot of money because I wasn’t at all sure I’d be happy in love. He pointed me to ceramic engineering. I lasted one quarter – 10 weeks – before realizing that there was no way I’d survive 4 years of engineering classes and the pre-med and engineering students that were in them. I called on my maternal heritage and switched to the liberal arts. My maternal heritage included a HUGE dose of theater (which explains many other things but we’re not going there today), which led to my OTHER desired title to explain Friend D and Person C.

There is a Brotherhood of Man. Oh yes there is. I learned this in my youth, courtesy of Frank Loesser, Abe Burrows, Jack Weinstock, and Willie Gilbert, J. Pierpont Finch and How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. Shows like this were something about which my engineer dad and my actress mom could agree. Ah, those were the days when we could sing about brotherhoods and men and not feel disenfranchised. *grin*. Yes, I’m being a bit silly.

It’s Thanksgiving here where I am. I’m thankful for all my family and friends, yes, even for my acquaintances like Person C *laughing*. I’m thankful for great music and song. I’m thankful for all the geeks and engineers and all the theater and music folk. C’mon – click the youTube link and smile. They might be singing about the great big brotherhood of man but you’ll notice there’s a blonde in a red dress and red shoes. *grin* Guess which role I want?

Cutting Loose on a Weeknight

weeknight dancing shhhh. Don’t tell anyone. I slipped inworld, met a friend, and spent the night dancing. Ahhhhh. That felt GOOD. We were listening to Taunter rock Key West.

Birds of a Feather

I made a new friend today. Except she isn’t really a new friend, she just has a new look. Usually when Honour IMs me and says “I’ve been bad”, I know she’s been shopping. It’s usually either a skin for her or she’s treating me to some fantastical gorgeous outfit. This time, however, it was a new avatar for herself. Adorable!!!

We discussed what breed of bird this avatar might be. I rejected the descriptions of “hybrid” and “mutt” as not being anywhere near beautiful or special enough for this creature. I told Honour she needed to come up with a better story. So, she did. She is one of the long lost Gytis Birds. They are shy and don’t come out of hiding very often – so most people think they are extinct. As you can see, that is a mistake. *grin* I asked if the Gytis Birds were on the endangered species list and therefore a protected species.

Ahuva Heliosense: are you a protected species?
Honour McMillan: oh yes
Honour McMillan: mess with us and you’ll regret it 🙂
Ahuva Heliosense: rofl
Ahuva Heliosense: you carry concealed weapons?
Honour McMillan: we are weapons 🙂
Honour McMillan: we are trained from birth in wing to hand combat

So there you have it – right from the bird’s beak. *grin* A beautiful, dangerous, talented bird. A perfect description for Honour 🙂

Honour blogged that her avatar makes her smile. Makes me smile too. AND gave me blog material!! What a great friend!!!!

Home Sweet Home

I love my house and my land. Yet I was planning to move earlier this year. I’d actually begun renting a homestead. I didnt have enough prims at my home, and there was no land for sale in that region. I thought I was going to have a new gaming computer and I would be building, and so ….. I decided to move.

But I procrastinate greatly at these things. Because I really didn’t want to move. Because I thought that maybe I should get a new house instead of taking my existing one. In other words – lots of decisions to be made. None of the choices seemed to be the right answer. Then I noticed that Gov Linden was actually paving the road that was planned next to my property. That seemed to tip the balance a little. I rezzed a copy of my house in the new location and began to modify it a bit. Moved over all the copy items. Then one day I was standing in my room in my real house and noticed a couple outside, on my property. They were just standing there. I stood in my room looking at them, wondering what they were doing, and if I should say hello, wondering if they were looking for anything in particular. Suddenly I was pinged by the man.

LOLpande: hi there
Ahuva Heliosense: hello. may i help you?
LOLpande: no, just wanted to say i totally dig that painting on your wall
Ahuva Heliosense smiles. thank you. which one?

It turned out that LOLpande was looking at my Katohei VI picture, done by Callipygian Christensen. This is a very beautiful and interesting portrait. I learn a lot about people by how they react to this picture. LOL and I continued to chat about art, avatars and SL. It was a lovely conversation. This encounter drove home to me what is so wonderful about SL and about being on the mainland. Random encounters with strangers, who become friends. People strolling by, camming around, finding objects of beauty and interest.

The couple moved on, but LOLpande and I became friends. I was even more torn about leaving my home. I am totally root-bound in RL as well. It will take more than a nor’easter to uproot me. As it turned out, karma stepped in. For a variety of reasons, renting the homestead was no longer feasible. I cleaned out what I’d already moved, told Mallory, Bill and Drake that we weren’t going and settled back to prune prims. We’ve been watching the road grow. Instead of feeling intrusive, it seems exciting. I hope it brings us more friends like LOLpande.

BOING!

Last night was one of those times that reminded me that SL used to be about fun for me. Hanging with friends, laughing, playing, letting off steam. It’s not always supposed to be about work and deadlines.

I’d logged in, was just standing there in my room, reading messages, thinking about what to do next. Suddenly flames seemed to be around me and loud BOINGS filled the air. *grin* Must be that Hell and Nat were there. When my home is filled with strange sights and noises, I KNOW that they have come to play. Apparently the 2 of them were totally hyped up. First they ran about me, jumped around, flew around. Then they pulled out the pogo sticks we’d all gotten awhile ago at UBar. So I wore mine too and we boinged about my room. We decided we were having such a good time that we needed to share. Except I REALLY didn’t want my bedroom trashed (again, oh Dale and Oura…..). So we boinged our way downstairs and began sending out IMs to invite people to join us.

It’s really frustrating to decide to throw an impromptu party at a time when SL is borked and not allowing logons. 🙂 It sort of limits how many people are around to play. But Oura, Bree, Panacea, Willa and Nico answered the call. I know Bree from Plurk and we’ve only met once before inworld. We plurk often, however, and I knew that she, like I, was in need of blowing off steam from a long, full day. Turns out Pan and Oura were in the same shape. *grin* So we boinged and we boinged and we boinged. I wish I could play the sound effects for you here. They really do add to the ambiance. Of course Hell and Nat led a raid upstairs to my room. It was sort of like a pogo-stick cha-cha line.

We’d been boinging for a bit when Rrish managed to get inworld for her DJ’ing shift at the Crown and Pearl. We decided to boing over to the the CnP and spread the Pogo Sillies. So we did. We did lose Bree (who had other commitments) and Willa and Nico in the move, but we picked up Rrish, Calli and Jonny. Calli of course already HAD a pogo stick. LOL. As she said – with her inventory, she may have absolutely everything. Notice of course that not only was Calli’s pogo stick colorful, it was of interesting design. And that is all I shall say about THAT. *grin* Prad winked in and out. Declined to pogo, as did 2 others who tp’d in. /me sings: every party has its pooper, that’s why we invited you! Notice that at some point in the proceedings, Hell’s grew to be quite large. His pogo stick, that is. And that is all I shall say about THAT. *grin* It gets very lewd at the CnP on occasion. Both Panacea and Calli are excellent photographers and their photos of the great Boing-Off are posted on Snapzilla.

Nat and Oura decided that the Christmas tree, although beautiful, really should be crowned with Pogo’ers, not a star. So they boinged it out at the top for a bit. Finally, I believe we need to declare Nat the victor. Nat, Queen of the Hill. Er, tree.

It was a wonderful time. We laughed, blew off steam and in general cut loose. Several of us ended up IM’ing with friends we’d not chatted with in ages as we IM’d them to join in the silliness. Ah Chadd – I MISS you. It was great to chat, even if it was only “hi”. If you didn’t get an invite – it’s because you weren’t online. *grin* As they say, timing is everything. Oh wait – maybe they say “location, location, location”. Well, yesterday SL was THE place to be. BOING!!!

Greasy Joe’s PitStop

JoyD and Ahuva have breakfastI FINALLY made it to Zindra. For breakfast, no less. *grin* Hey folks – remember – this blog is rated PG. Actually, I had to change my maturity setting to get to breakfast this morning. 🙂 I didn’t know that I even HAD a maturity setting. I guess that’s part of what happened when I installed the latest SL viewer this week. I got maturity. /me makes note of several people that need to download the new viewer. 🙂

I was hanging about this morning, drinking my coffee, trying to wake up, when a shout came through the Hey Girlfriends group chat. It was JoyD, wondering if anyone was there. I passed JoyD a cup of coffee and replied that when I finished MY coffee, I would know if I was there or not. JoyD IM’d back and invited me to see his diner. A diner?????? OMG. Panacea joins the Breakfast ClubI live in the diner capital of the world!!!! And if you don’t know WHERE that is, well, sigh, you live a deprived existence. Of COURSE I wanted to see the diner. So JoyD sent the taxi. That’s when it happened: my maturity setting did not permit me to tp there. Did I wish to change my maturity setting. Darn straight. I really do NOT want to get into this, but…. personally… LL is doing this backwards. The people who want a controlled environment should be segregated, not those of us who do NOT want a controlled environment. (Yes, I believe STRONGLY that areas of controlled environment are ESSENTIAL.) Anyway…. digression over. I changed my setting, called for the taxi and found myself in Greasy Joe’s PitStop, which is JoyD’s diner.

I LOVE Greasy Joe’s. *grin* I may have found a new place to hang while I drink my morning coffee. Or maybe that place to go when we’ve been partying all night and don’t want the evening to end. There are milkshakes and burgers. Pass the cream, pleaseYou can raid the refrigerator. I had to share the experience. I tp’d Panacea in. SHE knows where the diner capital is and she appreciates a good diner. 🙂 Yeah, we swapped diner tales. The three of us sat there talking about diners and looking at diners for sale on xstreet, and moaning about prim restrictions that prevented the rezzing of a juke box and other fun items. The music stream there is great – sorry, it was hidden and I can’t tell you what it was. But it was wonderful – PERFECT diner tunes.

I had a great time talking with JoyD. Turns out that we have a lot of other interests in common – scripting, opensim, stuff like that. Where the cool chicks have breakfastSo of course we friended. When JoyD had to leave, Pan and I were still hanging about chatting. So I invited Natalya to join us for a real diner experience. (I’m fairly certain that Nat doesn’t know the TRUE diner capital of the world nor has she been there, but I love her anyway and maybe now she has a little taste for diners. *grin* ) I had to limit myself with photos here, but the whole set is up on my flickr account.

Open 24-7It was a wonderful way to start the morning, hanging with friends having breakfast in a diner. And all because I was hanging about in Hey Girlfriend group chat enjoying my morning coffee.

Happy Rez Day, Oura!

A Sonnet of LoveOura had her first rez day this week! We celebrated by hitting as many events as we could in a limited period of time. 🙂 We both love live music and dancing so you KNOW there was going to be a lot of that!

We started the evening at the Art Box. Dale blogged about this recently. It is a wonderful build and a lot of fun! Oura had been there earlier in the day and enjoyed it so much she insisted we go back so that I could try it. We picked Edward Hopper’s Nighthawks. One of the many nice features of Art Box is the background/description they supply for the pictures.
A Sonnet of Love / Rob Hefferan.
Rob Hefferan is an extraordinarily talented figurative artist & portrait painter, born in 1968 in Warrington, Cheshire, England. For Hefferan, realism is about bringing an awareness of the everyday in a very beautiful and optimistic way. Specialising in the female form, he says “”I aim to capture the character and soul of the sitter and to freeze that moment forever”.

Nighthawks / Edward Hopper
Edward Hopper, born 1882, was a prominent American realist painter, his piece ‘Nighthawks’ being generally considered Hopper’s most famous painting, as well as one of the most recognizable in American art. Painted immediately after the attack on Pearl Harbor, December 7, 1941, it reflected the sense of gloom prevailing in the country at the time. However, the portrayal of modern urban life as empty or lonely is a common theme throughout much of Hopper’s work; he said, “unconsciously, probably, I was painting the loneliness of a large city.”
The Art Box ‘Nighthawks’ set was used in the creation of a machinima film intended to capture this sense of isolation in 3D. The film is on YouTube here: Nighthawks

From there we jumped to the Gallery of Light at the Crown and Pearl. Bailey Dazy is displaying her photography there this month and the opening for the show was that night. Besides being a fun person, gorgeous Neko and great dancer, Bailey is a resident of Angel Square and a DJ at the Crown and Pearl. About herself she said: “Second Life photography is a passion; it’s something I truly enjoy. When the mood strikes, I shoot… and I often enjoy what I see.” You can see Bailey’s photos at the CnP or on her Flickr site. Much as we wanted to stay and keep partying at the CnP to the tunes Bailey Longcloth was playing, time was working against us if we wanted to hit the live performances.

Agile dancersSo it was off to Noma Falta rocking SL from Wiseguys. I love some of the dance balls I encounter. I don’t know about you, but I have NEVER done backflips or splits while I am dancing in RL. In SL, however, I can bend like Gumby. Better. 🙂 So Oura caught these pics of us dancing on our heads. It helps when there is no law of gravity. By the way – if you notice the improved photo quality, that is because Oura took all these pictures. *grin* The difference is immediately apparent. Yay Oura!

Bob, Oura, Faust, Ahuva and othersWhile we were at Toby’s I found out that my friend Bob was DJ’ing at Ruby’s, rocking with the blues. Okay, I love the blues. I wanted to hear Bob DJ’ing. So although it hurt, we left Noma early and went to Ruby’s. I don’t think I’ve ever been there before. I like the dance floor and the synchronized dance balls. Faust had caught up to us at that point and he was partying alongside us. *grin* I think I’ve mentioned my good friend Faust before. Check out his cool hat.

Faust, Ahuva and OuraWe were having a great time at Ruby’s, dancing up a storm. But we were racing against the clock still and needed to make Von Johin’s concert at Ruby’s. *grin* Never a dull moment in SL. Von was great as ever. Faust saw someone wearing a green dragon on his shoulder and fell in love with the dragon. Faust IM’d the gentleman, who told Faust that the dragon was found in a hunt. I mentioned this to Oura. LOL. Oura not only KNOWS everything, she probably HAS everything in her inventory. In this case, she did NOT have the dragon, but she did know which hunt and which store. I am happy to say that Faust was able to track down the proper hunt and find the prize and now sports a dragon on HIS shoulder. *grin* It takes so little to make some of us happy. My dear friend Nat often has a bunny on HER shoulder and it always makes me smile.

The evening was getting long at this point. Von’s sim was full and Jonah couldn’t tp in to join us. I decided that perhaps it was time for me to call it quits – I’d already done quite a bit of adventuring on the road earlier in the day. So we timed it well and I tp’d out and Jonah was able to tp in and join Oura and Faust. I headed home to get tucked into bed and sleep, in preparation for a new day of partying!

Happy Rez Day, Oura! I hope you had as much fun as I did! I’m so glad we’re friends! Ahuva ❤ Oura.


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