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Swampy Christmas
If it rains on Christmas we say the day is fucked, but if it snows Irving Berlin writes a song about it, Bing Crosby sings it and sells a million records. What the hell is wrong with you guys?!?!?!? It’s the same old shit: water precipitation, that’s all. Besides, with all probability, people living below the…
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The lives and times of Birches, Part 2
Things keep improving with time, to our decorating pleasure. As botanists –in this context, Second Life content creators who specialize in plants– refine their skills, new birch trees hit the market. In no way the following products replace or make obsolete the ones covered in the preceding post. They just bring additional colors and shapes…
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Autumn 2012
Two things are apparent if you look at this blog’s archive: Firstly, that I must be living somewhere beyond Mars’ orbit, and secondly that I go into “mute” mode by this time every year; at least I show some consistency, give me some credit for that. There’s a completely earthly reason to explain both phenomena: RL work…