Year two

My rez day and my RL birthday are only a month apart so I figured I would roll them all into one for the purpose of this blog. However, before I start I would be remiss to not extend my warm appreciation for those who sent me sweet birthday wishes and made the day a great one. Thanks to you all!

I can safely say that some patterns have been set as far as my SLife goes. I am still not involved in a a SL relationship to any romantic degree. I have friends that I think the world of and that is more than ok with yours truly. I care about them and both of their lives and they do likewise. It really works! The only avatar I get really excited to see and still marvel at the beauty of is Kimala. No big shocker there is there? Maybe its my limited amount to fantasize, but I can't just divorce myself from RL reality.

It's not to say I haven't been drawn to people. I have. The one experience where I actually tried to attempt a relationship in SL was a total disaster. I have never had my chain yanked by such a tormented, narcissistic soul. Wow.... I still shudder to think of that foolish attempt on my part. I figured that the uncomplicated path works best for me and I let people know upfront when they ask about this person or that and my relationship with them.

My worse SL experience? Only one sticks out in my mind. Going on a blind date with someone I got suckered into sympathy bidding on. I should have been paid. It was wretched to say the least. My best SL experience? Vast amounts of them. I know people, mostly women : ), from a wide array of places I have dreamed about going to and spending time at. I'll mention one: my friend Goss who lives nearby the epic Aussie surf break of Margaret River. I get my own surf reports from a world class spot when I see her. Friends from all over the world is just beyond belief. I am very blessed.

I am very comfortable in my SL skin. I'm not looking for anything or looking to get something from somebody. The longer you are in SL the more closely it aligns with who you are in RL. You see people for who they are, warts and all. Some who like, some you love, some you avoid and some drive you nuts.

Yeah, its just like real life come to think of it.....

Here we go

I'm about ready to pull the plug on Bistro. The owners seem to be the only ones on the case. No shows...sparse attendance, guggling gigs so as to not conflict with others. Screw it. It just does not feel worth it. Plenty of hands extended to get something but few to extend a helping hand.

Guess what I'm extending to you?

A test, only a test

Who Is Your Real Friend?


This really works...!
If you don't believe it, just try this experiment.

Put your dog & your spouse in the trunk of your car for an hour.
When you open the trunk, which one is really happy to see you?

back again

I guess this is the part where I relate some strong compulsion to start putting my thoughts down on this blog again. Not really the case.

People have been gently prodding me to start blogging once again, so out of respect for them, I shall acquiesce. I wish I could share with you some blinding realization regarding the human condition, but I'm fresh out.

I might have had a paradigm shift in that I no longer look at life as some daily dramatic unfolding of key concepts that should provide us with direction. Life is more like an endurance race, with true "winning" only being something you yourself know.

I don't want to freak you out so I'll leave you with this. Both worlds are still crawling with r tards, misfits and qweebies. See, its still me :)

Not happening

Deep sigh......

I'm not blogging. I don't feel anything pressing to share. The pressure of RL is all too consuming. This would probably be the time were it would be in my best interest to blog but..............nothing.

The stupidity of people is truly appalling. I include myself in that not too exclusive club. This blog is stupid.

My kids are like forces of nature that require taxing amounts of energy to just maintain. We all need to take a collective winters nap.......

Today

Today is a day that many, including myself, did not believe would happen for a long time. Many felt that an Anglo woman would be sworn in as President of the United States prior to the inauguration of an African-American. It makes me really proud to call myself an American when you look back a mere 50 years to the gathering momentum of the Civil Rights movement.

President Obama. Sounds new and refreshing. What this country needs and deserves. However, I must caution myself, and all others reading, that he is but one man.

In so many ways, the ball is in our court. Yes, all of us Americans. Hard times continue to lurk on the horizon. Many of us who call ourselves Americans have grown up with a sense of entitlement. A feeling that we are owed something because of our age, education, marital circumstance, what have you.

The real challenge that faces America, and its citizens, is not threats from around the world, which are undeniably real, but the entrenched belief that it is someone else's responsibility to make our country better.

Despite our current challenges, we need to emerse ourselves in an attitude of gratitude. Doesn't matter your particular set of circumstances, get it. We all need to make sacrifices for one another in the years ahead. We need to look out for each other on a daily basis, not December 23 to December 25th.

This country arose from the Depression of the 1930's not from the skilled leadership of one man, but from the sense that American can do it, can sacrifice and can collectively help all that call America home.

Our country could use another Roosevelt type leader in these times. But more than that, we could really use some Americans who sacrifice, work and persevere to see a successful outcome to our current challenges. Will it be easy? No, not really. But can it be done? It can and will.

Godspeed to you President Obama and to the country you lead. But please remember, he is but one man and we are hundreds of millions.

January 21, 2009 the parties and balls will be over. Now its time to get to work. What are you going to work on that day?

Word for the Day....

Is Mopery

It means exposing yourself to a blind person. Thanks to Revenge of The Nerds through the new eyes of my 13 and 11 year old boys. Funnier than the first time.