What's this? What's happening? What's going on?
When I first spotted the Late Night Feelings Merch at Noche, I wondered if this was just another Second Lifeā¢ sales event I hadn't heard of yet. When I landed at the Dreamland sim, I could sense that this was something else, but what? Was it an art installation, an "experience" or just a fancy... Continue Reading →
Halloween isn't huge in Sweden, at least not compared to American standards by any stretch. As I have never lived in the United States, I don't know if it's common for people to have halloween parties in the weeks running up to the actual day. That's what I'm seeing happening here, and to me it... Continue Reading →
Once in a blue moonidiomdefinition: not very often, rarely What happens to me more and more as the years go by, is that I will all of a sudden question the origins (or is oranges?) of a saying. The other day the expression "once in a blue moon" became such a blip on my radar.... Continue Reading →
Right! Get your ass in gear and head over to the December/January round of Man Cave, because it's the one with tons of Christmas gifts and we never get bored of those now, do we? My standards for freebies are so much higher than they used to be though. This bitch is getting hard to... Continue Reading →
If ever there was a period of the year to go full goblin mode, it has to be during those few rather confusing days between Christmas and New Year's Eve. It's the perfect moment to have some time off work and limit one's social calendar to me, myself and I. Though to be honest, I... Continue Reading →
The phrase "better angels of our nature" was popularised by President Abraham Lincoln, though apparently he didn't coin it. Nevertheless, it probably is one of the stronger thought provoking expressions used in an inauguration address. Sadly, as strong as that speech may have been, it did not stop the civil war. One can only wonder,... Continue Reading →
Shorts can never be too short and one can never have too many short shorts! OK, that creed may not hold up equally well in real life as it does in Second Lifeā¢. I might be wrong, but I have this idea that somehow a guy with his ass cheeks hanging out, no matter how... Continue Reading →
It's a clichĆ© that gay men aren't any good at sports and that fat kids always get picked last to join a team for games that require physical fitness. As mother nature, or whomever doles out these characteristics, saw fit to hit me with a double whammy (i.e. make me the fat gay kid), it... Continue Reading →
Hope is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soul,And sings the tune without the words,And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard;And sore must be the stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land,And on the strangest sea;Yet, never, in extremity,It... Continue Reading →
There's this increasing sense that life is in a real rush to get things over and done with, as if my life is an independent entity I have zero control over. Time is a monster in a relentless pursuit of my energy and my very essence. Time is the Skeksis and I'm a Gelfling. In... Continue Reading →
Billy Beaverhausen 