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The 9/11 Memorial in Second Life is a sobering reminder of the lives lost in the terrorists attacks that still affect us today. The large walls with names listed by location on the infamous date provides strong visual evidence of the sorrow on what started out to be a normal fall day.
Another area of the memorial provides a human aspect by displaying pictures of those who passed, covering walls.

Cabin 1 is one of the most "realistic" places to explore if you want the same effect as the movie. Setting: post-nyah-nyah-nyah shower scene with Marion in the shower curtain. Unfortunately for realism the plastic isn't torn down from the bathtub, but this is Second Life, we aren't seeking reality. If we were we could log and plug in to Real Life.
I took my turn in the shower (fully clothed) and despite the blood on the wall and floor I wasn't attacked by Norma or Norman. For some reason I did have visions of $L40,000 wrapped in a newspaper on the nightstand...
This view from the front porch into the office is a testament to the build and to Jade's vision. When I saw this photo, I got chills--something that's hard to do to me. This blog can't begin to cover the depths of Beckenbauer Productions' creations. I spent today watching Psycho again and went back and the details are outstanding. My only wish is for a Norman bot to stand at the check-in and say, "A boy's best friend is his mother," or "People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues and shake their heads and suggest oh-so-very delicately."
And what Second Life horror-related build isn't complete without a Lament Configuration? While this little box has nothing to do with Psycho, it can be found in the Bates house on the first floor. Jade and I stopped to play with it. The Lament Configuration actually comes from Clive Barker's Hellraiser and is created by Anti Antonelli. Expect to see plenty of these evil devices around as we approach my favorite holiday.
Don't limit yourself to the Bates Motel, but be careful in the damage enabled areas unless you have a weapon against the not-so-well put together zombies. This photo of a damaged confessional in a church (I know my sit ao isn't all that flattering) was taken in a parcel with the lovely name of Happy Fun Times Memorial Park. Be sure to explore.



It seemed that everyone turned out for Rapture's event at Blu's special build in the sky. Despite SL's tantrums the party went on for hours. As usual, conversation, music and hot men filled the scene, making this the place to be in Second Life.












I’ve penned two previous posts for this blog, one about my experience attempting to become an “escort”, and one about the life of a pro dancer in SL, and the up- and down-side of club design.
That brings me to another element of the club-hopping set in SL: DJ’s and hosts. Some are great, some are not, and some are just “phoning it in”, and we can tell, can’t we? If I pass a 250-linden tip to a DJ, and request a song, and he tells me there’s no time, or he doesn’t do repeats and the song’s been played, previously, do you think I’ll tip him again? Not bloody likely!
There are some club operators, hosts, and DJ’s who seem to forget that this experience is NOT for them! It’s not about how cool and sexy they are, or how massively bitchin’ their taste in music is, or how they can stuff their club with friends and “fan club” members. It’s for the clientele!. And no matter how “famous” or “successful” your venue has become, it can become a “ghost town” just as quickly, when word spreads that “attitude” has changed, and it’s not a customer’s best choice anymore, or it’s a “clique”, where new folks are not embraced. And let’s face it; every day in SL brings a new competitor into the club and dance business, and a new corpse on the map. Some will fail, but some will rise and prevail, and I’m attempting to provide just a little food for thought, for those who want to get into the club and dancing business.
I watch, and listen, very carefully, to how “diplomacy” is practiced with a customer who chat-spams, disobeys club rules, dances in areas reserved for club dancers, strips down a bit too far, or inflicts drama into the open chat. Are they approached with patience, kindness, and tolerance? Or, do the club owners/managers immediately become “authoritarian” and threatening, or wax smart-assed and “tuff guy” with the offender, flexing their imaginary muscles in open chat?
I’ve seen some folks treated very, very poorly in a club venue, and made a practice of never returning to that place, nor contributing my generous tips and donations to their clubs, DJ’s, or charitable causes. Correcting someone in open chat, with an “attitude” and an authoritarian approach, is just wrong, to my thinking. It only invites the offender to retaliate and become defensive. Take it to private IM, negotiate skillfully to resolve the problem, and inject humor, love, and kindness into the conversation. Pay a compliment, or share a joke, or take the time to explain the rule or policy, and why it’s necessary. Some “offenders” just don’t know that the dance platforms are “reserved” for staff, or that the poles are off-limits to customers, and if it’s near to “last call”, and someone offends, think again! Is it really a big deal? Would it serve your major goals of a profitable and full venue, to sometimes overlook a little rules violation? Is this about YOU, and your control over your venue?
I hate to be unkind, or negative; it isn’t my way, and that’s why I won’t criticize specific venues or people in my writing. Hopefully, those who recognize what my words depict, will react positively too, and take their own efforts to new levels of attraction for those of us who love, love, love to dance!
If you own a club, or know someone who does, and recognize any of these “negatives” in your own practices, think about easing up, or giving consideration to your management, design, and operating policies. We in SL know where it’s fun to be, and which parties always attract the hottest guys, and the most interesting and amusing chat, and that’s where we’ll be on any given night!
Thanks, dear reader, for enduring my little missive! Hope to see you soon, on a dance floor!





I learned, the hard way, that being an escort in SL has a downside: you’ve got to be willing to “fake” your persona for the sake of the customer’s perceived “experience.” Not this kid, nope!
So I says to myself, I says, “What now?” And then it occurred to me! What do I love best about SL? What would I spend most of my time doing, given the choice? Am I a “builder?" Nope, only of prim clothing items. Some pretty damn nice ones, but limited skills required. Do I like sales and store management and vending issues? Naw, I’ve seen what that can do to friends with popular products! Their SL is now a “job," and their fun is constantly interrupted by puerile avatars who don’t understand how to rezz, open, and wear an item, but have more money than brains. Not for me!
There is ONE thing I love, and do almost constantly, and enjoy immensely. I dance, and I socialize, talk to my friends, family, and gay brothers in SL, and have serious fun doing it!
So I says to the escort manager guy, I says, “Do you employ guys just for dancing?”, and bingo!
“Yes, Mike, we’ll get you a dancer tag, and start assigning you to our contracted clubs!”
Woohoo! I got me a job!
Well, now the fun, and sometimes the excruciating boredom, begins. How often, as you dance through Second Life, patronizing your favorite clubs and venues, do you really pay attention to those pretty avatars stuck up on poles around the room, for your viewing pleasure? How often to you pass ‘em a few Lindens, for the pleasure they provide? Well, I can tell ya, not enough, especially if the dancers are mute and wooden, as most pole dancers tend to be. This, to me, is the bane of the dancer’s existence: the pole! Poorly animated, most of ‘em, few controls to play with, no movement allowed, and two hours of listening and attempting to follow a chat conversation thread, notice and compliment all new arrivals, chat the requisite goodbyes to those departing and stay awake, while feeling like you’re tied to a chair? It’s work. No other way to see it! it’s an endurance test!
And here’s where some really important stuff, to a pro dancer, comes into play. Design, design, design! Working a club that’s beautifully designed, with a nicely textured dance floor and walls that enhance the appearance of the avatars within, and that is small enough to allow intimate chatter, while large enough to accommodate the crowd that shows up, make an evening of fun, frolic, sparkling conversation, entertaining and flirtatious banter. All the elements of a great party!
Conversely, I’ve experienced the entire opposite end of the spectrum. Club owners or managers who fail to show up for their own events, so that group tags can be distributed allowing dancers to rezz their tip jars. Events so poorly publicized and promoted that other than staff, 3 avatars show up for the two-hour venue. And worst of all, garish, obnoxious, and nearly unusable club designs.
Those in which some misguided club “builder” installs every eyeball-blistering spotlight, floor texture changers, spinning prim lights, animated alpha-layers, mist or balloon-object generators, and on, and on, and on, like some penny arcade run amok! Oh, and then sticks the pole dancers in opposite corners, completely out of chat range of each other, and of half the room! Sheesh! Then, to add insult to injury, take 10% of the dancers’ tips, even though half your attendees are the friends your dancers invited and teleported in for the two-hour “ordeal!" Double-sheesh!
The result? A proud and puffy club owner, pleased with all his glitzy purchases and installations, and a room that is not only impossibly congested for dancing, but does not allow camera anchoring, or avatar movement, without constantly encountering a barrage of “effects,” most of which assault the senses and annoy both patrons and staff alike. As a pro dancer, I’ve been admonished by my managers never to comment negatively on a venue, so I don’t. But I dodge the assignments, avoid those places like the plague, and watch them fail, as their potential patrons tire of the environment, too. Sad, that a simple consultation could cure the problem, but the egos involved won’t allow the subject to be broached. So be it, (sigh).
At the opposite end of the spectrum, there are the “class” clubs, and I determined to remain journalistically neutral in this piece, so I won’t name names. You, me, and the rest of SL know them.
Good, wide-awake DJ’s, great, avatar-enhancing floor and wall patterns, tip jars and freebie stations clear of the dance floor, wide, spacious entrances that force a “walk-up,” so that avatars arrive on the dance floor fully rezzed; these are thoughtful, well-considered design features that impress, and bring me back again and again to those delightful places, whether working or just having my own SL fun! Subtle and flattering lighting, conversation areas and couple-dance areas off from the “crowd zone,” no excessive product vending inside the club, few annoying camera obstacles to obscure one’s view of the entrance and the avatars. These make for a wonderful evening! And, best of all, club dancers who are good with their avatars, and can move thru the crowd, “sexing up” individual patrons, talking, greeting, paying attention to what’s worn and displayed, paying compliments and correctly spelling names! And not, not, not, stuck to a piece of furniture!
‘Nuff said! Let’s go dancing!
Escort, Anyone?
Okay, so I say to the guy, I say, “I wanna be an escort! I’m sexy, I emote well, I love mutual masturbation, and I love men, and I’ve got at least two of all the better “naughty bits” offered in SL! What else could be required?”
Boy, was I surprised by the answer! First of all, disguise your age! Clients don’t want to think they’re with a 56 year old! The “fantasy” requires that you appear to really be the 19 year old that your avatar portrays. Also, “dumb down” your language, and adopt more current slang. You sound too literate, and therefore too educated and too old. That breaks the “fantasy”, too. Sheesh! I need to appear young and dumb to attract a sex partner? Go figger!
My reaction? F*ck this! I’ve always worn a completely open profile in Second Life, and attempted to reach out to my fellow gay men, and especially anyone dealing with issues related to HIV/AIDS, because I’m a positive-positive; I’m infected with HIV, diagnosed 15 years back, and this is my first year of being “out” in real life, to everyone in my life, and I’m not letting go of that feeling of relief, pride, and accomplishment that accompanies 20 years of alcohol and drug addiction recovery, 15 years of healthy living despite HIV, and nearly 40 years of living in “that damned closet”, now, finally behind me! I find SL’s gay community the most refreshing and liberating experience I’ve encountered in many, many years, and love it dearly! And I will always be a willing set of ears, an open heart, and a kindred spirit; and just “Mike”, to those who share my joy, or seek some reliable information or just a pair of ears to “vent” upon.
So, no “escort” for me! I won’t lie or pretend to be what I am not, not in real life, and not in Second Life! What do you think? Would you hire an “escort” in SL for sex? If you did, would you want them masquerading as some “fake” identity, for the sake of appearances, or would you want to know something real and personal about the guy with whom you’re sharing an “intimate encounter”?
Food for cogitation!
Miro Collas and Island Projects have released their latest invention in the Living Lights line. The Living Lights Cock combines the great accentual aspects of the Living Lights collections and the coming and peeing functions of the best cocks in Second Life. It is designed to be worn in place of the standard codpieces which come with other Living Lights collections and is included as part of the newest outfit, Exhibitionist. It is sold for $799 in the outfit or separately for $250.Why Paris in Jail? Well, you'd be surprised how much Ammon has in common with Ms. Hilton. For example, did you know Ammon's orange jumpsuit has 6969 on it too? While in the pen, Ammon also had a roommate named Mitch. They grew very close from what I hear. I think he uses the name Jade in world, but I'm not sure about that.
We've all seen Paris with walking around with her designer chihuahua, and I'd be surprised if you haven't seen Ammon wandering around with his designer monkey (I'd also be surprised if you've escaped the barrage of bottles the monkey throws at you). And that Paris sex tape? According to an undisclosed source, there's a hot Internet sex tape out there of Ammon and the monkey.
One of the biggest Paris Hilton calamities was her attempt to patent the phrase, "That's Hot." What does this have to do with Ammon? Well, shortly after its release in SL, Ammon attempted to patent the "Hooooo!" as his. Yep, I speak the truth. Add to all this the fact that Ammon is big money for the scandal rags, hounded by the paparazzi and a dumb blonde at heart, and it's easy to see that Ammon is SL's own Paris Hilton.

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Ever wonder what spending too much time playing SL could do to you? Take a look at the above video. Second Life provides some sort of escape for all of us, but there comes a time when we need to disconnect from the world of avatars and reconnect with our RL selves. Remember camping and hiking and swimming?
Sure, Second Life gives us amazing homes, the ability to defy physics, the chance to create without buying expensive materials first, but that doesn't mean it has to be our constant obsession. Real Life gives us the chance to challenge our bodies and minds, connect with others on a face-to-face basis and breathe in fresh air rather than the stale air in our homes.
So, instead of turning into the blob in front of the screen who is featured in the video above, try logging in to RL a bit. Like with SL there are technical issues, but chances are you'll never be ruthed or find your hair, shoes and jewelry lodged in your ass. You may even rediscover your family, friends and even your pets. It's worth checking out. Withdrawal is likely, but after a week or two, you may discover that you like it.
