QC-L Forever -- A Second Life Version 7.0

What Goes on Here

This is the story of Iyoba BatOni, the Second Life avie who sometimes thinks for herself; me, a human being, and our Second Life, especially our Zooby son, Petrichor.

We share our thoughts, discuss our adventures, and engage in a bit of amateur sociology which is not as boring as you think. Our current mission is to find a language that makes a virtual baby in particular and Second Life in general legitimate to outsiders, and which lets us share our joy without glossing over issues. That is probably mission impossible.

This blog is in two voices. Iyoba does most of the writing because she is "on the ground" in Second Life. She knows how rare rain is on her skin, and she is not afraid to fall off a three story building. She hates falling through soft spots. She can afford to have a conscience. She shares most of my memories but she really does sometimes think for herself and can pretty much write about anything except some things that I share with her.

By contrast, I pay the bills. Iyoba calls me the One Who Thinks She Knows and refers to humans generally as Ones for short. A better title for me would be One Who Has to Self Censor. Such is life. Not everything is bloggable. I am also The One Who is RUTHLESS and stuck with the tough decisions. That is a wonderful responsibility, but it does not inherently make me better than my cats, my turtle, or Iyoba. Being powerful puts you on top, but remember " real life" is sometimes a sewer, but not Second Life, unless I bring the ugliness inworld with me.

My job is to discuss where Second Life interfaces with the "real world." That means money, race, gender issues, time management, and the uncanny valley, and maybe some human-technology issues. Iyoba's ground level perceptions fill in the language and words I can't always find. She is an avie and does not have to justify herself to Ones. That she exists at all and has a voice speaks for itself. To help keep things straight, I use this color on the blog when I write as myself.

Petrichor does not have a voice because he is able to communicate, but not able to talk or write yet. He is after all just a baby. The same goes for our Zwickies, KoLis, and my cats, turtle, grocery cart, cell phone, and computers in "real life." Iyoba and I have to speak for all of them.

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Three Existential Threats

Iyoba and Petrichor sit in a boat in Night Gazing over HeraThis is a heavy title. I thought about calling it hitting the wall, except Petrichor, Iyoba, and I are all still in business and doing fairly well. This is despite silence on the blog, adventures in "real life" that are soaking my time, and what you are about to read. For reasons that only my fellow "Ones Who Think They Know" (aka humans) can explain, talk about Zooby babies always leads to drama. "Would you die for Petrichor? Would you sacrifice your job for Petrichor? How much money would you invest in Petrichor?" You already have some partial answers.

Plants in a store on Retrovo de KasaguraNow let's take a deeper look. The first existential threat to Petrichor occured before he could walk. I can not tell this story in detail, but my colleagues offered the best assistance they could, as did a very intelligent Systems Librarian. I created a wonderful paper trail, and within forty-eight hours, the threat went POOF!

Petrichor mounts his pogo stickThe second existential threat to Petrichor and Iyoba occured three weeks ago. Yesha, my big gaming computer, stopped waking up after sleeping. Would not bring up the task manager, did not respond to Ctrl-Alt-Del at all, and did a few other weird things. I tried running some curative files from start up media with no luck. In the end, I reinstalled Windows with everything left in place. This was not nearly as awful as it sounds. Again, the existential threat went POOF!

Geronimo a five year old male, Luna Zwicky.The third threat was of another nature entirely, and one I have seen coming perhaps since before I ever acquired Petrichor. Both Iyoba and I are badly scarred by our experiences with breedables. The Zwickies benefit from this, because we have never retired one. We still have our starter group. And given a chance, we hang on and on and on. Our Zwickies are now seven years old.

The last time Iyoba and I bought a star for PetrichorThat is how I knew this day would come. Zooby economics, which deserve a blog post in and of themselves, are front loaded and for good reason. It is easy for any breedable or prim child to turn into an attrition statistic. There are only seventy stages of development for a Zooby baby. Even at a star a week with a few days missed here and there, a Zooby baby will reach his developmental wall. He will be "all grown up." in about two years.

Not so easy to read but this is the end of Zooby supported growth for Petrichor That is what happened to Petrichor a day or two after Labor Day. I photographed the big event with the interdface on. I'm sorry if the writing is hard to read. I feel a bit sad. It's an anticlimax of sorts. Also in the parlance of breedables, Petrichor is only marginally supported. That this makes great economic sense is beside the point. Petrichor and I are extreme outliers, and for the last ten days or so we've been on our own.

Iyoba rests wit Petrichor on Serena SiestaActually, we've sort of been on our own since day one. This is not to criticize Carrie Tatsu, but Zooby babies DO NOT come with a chest or spine hold carrier. This means it took a trip to the sandbox to work out a hands free carry. Petrichor still spends a lotof his life strapped to Iyoba. Long term that is not a great solution, but it has let us travel all over Second Life.

Inside the Wacky Shack roller coaster on Schizura Travelling is still a big part of Petrichor's and Iyoba's existence, and it occurs independently of Zooby support. With a baby who's hit the Stage 70 wall, this is a big plus. Petrichor has always loved amusement parks since has travelled to them his whole life. This is an interior view of the Whacky Shack, a fun house roller coaster high above Schizura.

Also being two years old, Petrichor, has a bit of a personality, mind, front story, and back story of his own. He believes his father is a Zwicky. He loves rainbows and rain, both of which are scarce in Second Life.

Petrichor and Iyoba visit the farm at SUNY Oneonta Iyoba and I have also been struggling with the fact that Zooby Babies once beyond the first fifteen or so stages, don't follow the same developmental trajectory that my real life brother or I followed. This is not a fault. "Normal," "real life" human development is all over the map. I talked at nine months, walked at twelve months, and could not use a hula hoop or ride a pogo stick at age six. Harvey, my brother did not walk until he was two or talk until he was two and a half. He also was not one for pogo sticks or hula hoops. Petrichor can use both a pogo stick and hula hoop but would have a very limited vocabulary were it not for a talk HUD I gave him. It's not perfect, but he is a small child, and Iyoba and he can have short conversations that make sense. Petrichor can also NOTflush a toilet or wipe, even though he has the motor skills that would make this a piece of cake.

If a baby can ride a pogo stick and use a hula hoop, his aim ought to be perfectI still haven't figured out how to get Petrichor to flush and wipe, but he is a big enough boy to go standing up. This is my second attempt, and after reading about particle scripts and flags, I managed to create a detachable penis complete with an activator pole. Iyoba positions Petrichor in front of the organ, touches the pole, and perfect aim hits the target every time.

Of course none of this means Petrichor will grow to be a man, but like the taste for drama compared to real existential threats, having Petrichor flush the toilet, go standing up, carry on a bit more of a conversation, and develop a personality are all possibilities. This existential threat is not going POOF any time soon, but Petrichor isn't going poof either.

Eileen H. Kramer -- September 12, 2017


Back to Our Sad Business

Petrichor jumps over a caterpillar in Play & Lear Park in Sanshilyong After losing and sort of ressurecting our Ozimals rabbits, The One Who Thinks She Knows had an idea: "Let's get back to work." Going back to work meant bushwhacking, or exploring academic/educational venues for the Explore SL Spread Sheet.

A pretty sign on Africa IlluminatedBushwhacking ought to be pleasant enough work to put The One Who Thinks She Knows back into sorts, but you know...it isn't, and it's not because the One is naturally retched. If you go to the "right" places, bushwhacking can be a sad business indeed. After more than five years Africa Illuminated is still not finished. The Yoruba Light section is not too bad, but other areas still have untextured plywood. It's a bit like the perpetual rebuild on Graulhet Virtuel, which is still one of my favorite places to walk around and ride the ferris wheel with Petrichor.

Iyoba swims with the few fishes left in the UH Aquaculture underwater fish farm Unlike Graulhet Virtuel, which is pretty much intact with rough edges, UH Aquaculture has been dwindling. The aquaculture exhibit is missing it's travel pod. The sandbox is both underwater and inside banlines, and the volcano is long gone. Beneath the waves, only one of three fish enclosures still has fish, and nearly all the coral and crustaceans, that once grew in trays, have vanished.

Mural of the dead on parade on UTEP Miners 1To give credit where it is due, someone who works for the University of Hawaii has cleaned up the Get Fit exhibit on UHawaii COE. Get Fit is a program that never took off, and the old tennis exhibit was aging badly. Perhaps the university will repurpose the dorm much the way that they took down the banlines on University of Hawaii.

You can watch Maru in the cinema on UTEP Miners Three The UTEP (University of Texas El Paso) archipelago appears in better shape than the University of Hawaii islands, but one exhibit is also showing signs of neglect. The Virtual Theater no longer features student-made or even UTEP productions. Instead you can type in any URL you want and watch whatever you wish. The previous viewer had put on music videos. I introduced Petrichor to Maru, who makes my One smile. Maybe bushwhacking is not all bad.

Paints for restoring damaged pictures on University of DelawareOf course some educational sims look so good, you don't really know they're frozen in time. There has been mesh in Second Life for about four years. These paints in the Winterthur Art Conservation Studio at the University of Delaware, look very modern. That is only because they have not started to age yet. The studio is several years old.

A picture in an exhibit on Africabn American music in the Art Gallery. It's been on the wall more than five years.The University of Delaware Art Gallery is at least five years old, and its exhibits haven't changed in all that time. Yes, there are beautiful old phiotographs and Andy Warhols and some nice abstracts, but it desperately needs a change. I'm not sure why there are no new exhibits.

Dogs leap over the hedges outside the Art Gallery at the University of DelawareThe One Who Thinks She Knows likes to speculate on why the University of Delaware and the Virtual Theater on UTEP Miners Three are frozen in time or degrading to death. "Whoever built or maintained these either lost his or her job, or was given other responsibilities, and no one replaced her." Meanwhile, departments and institutions continue to pay tier for sims they no longer develop and don't use. And money wasted in academia still hurts my One Who Thinks She Knows in a very personal place. Poor One.

Iyoba and Petrichor occupy a window seat in a cafe on SHIKI VILLAGEAnd My One says that if educational sims had to pay their way with their own money like Second Life's general population, then their sims would be kept up or disappear. In this picture, I am sitting in a window seat on a sim called SHIKI VILLAGE, which has three educational sites, two art exhibits, and a Bhuddist temple.

Petrichor and Iyoba find another rainbow on NagoyaCentral NipponAnd I even helped Petrichor find a rainbow. He loves them, and with very little rain in Second Life, which is a desert, they are extremely hard to come by. The rainbow stood on NagoyaCentral Nippon. Yes, that's how it's spelled, and Petrichor and I found a presentation on cervical cancer in the sim's clinic. It was a gift to the One. Part of the fun of bushwhacking is finding surprises like the rainbow and the clinic. It's a sad business, but not sad all the time.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- July 3, 2017

Gaeta V and the Shelflife of Builds

A tricolor Zwicky named Onando with a very dark face and very light ruff I would like to say that everything is back to normal, but that is a dirty stinking lie. Life goes on, whether Petrichor, The One Who Thinks She Knows, and I want it to or not. Geronimo gave birth early this week. That's his newest progeny, a hybrid female named Onando. My One finds the names in case you're curious. She used to be real pokey about this in the past, but now she just does it. She cares about it, and is on the stick!

Onando is ordinary in every way. She is average size, not glossy, not luminous under her ruff, and a mutt, yet she is unique and amazing. Unlike Ozimals rabbits, Zwickies are routinely any of three million color combinations (Three times a hundred reds, blues, and greens each to the third power...It's not 255 to the third power, times three because LSL scripting isn't really accurate to a third decimal place.) You read that right. Three body segments and three color traits and a hundred alleles each makes for a unique mixture of colors not to mention segment patterns. Onando has a Luna ruff and tentacles and a Solstice head and body.

Petrichor kicks a big baby ball on njr Zwickies are a supremely good build. I've had them for six years. For most breedables, that's unheard of. Petrichor will be two years old on September 16. He is also a fantastic build. My One and I have a rule, that one of the major things that makes a good build is that you still like it and use it six months after you get it. Technical skill is secondary. Scripting is even secondary. The envy zinnias we have in our garden at Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again date from 2009, and they aren't scripted at all. My Easy-Lift anklet in which I inserted a free fight-feather script, dates from 2008. And the original Not a Handsome Home, which I modified for Petrichor and me is at least three or four years old. The modified version will be two years old this summer.

Iyoba and Petrichor on the last leg of their circuit of Route 7 Gaeta VYou need to keep this in mind to understand what went through my mind as I explored Gaeta V with Petrichor these past few days.

The Second Life continent, Gaeta V, where I still have my official home, which I gave to my altie, Shanga Prynne, is about as old as Bay City, but looking at them, you would never know that. Bay City is themed, zoned, and pretty if you don't look too closely. Gaeta V is mostly wide, empty space and lots of ban lines where you least expect them. Petrichor started calling it the Land of Mean People. He gets things right sometimes.

Prime land in Gaeta V goes begging. This is both seaside and roadside land.He doesn't get them all right. Bay City, which looks populated is full of empty buildings and subsidized builds. It is a bit of a Potemkin village. Without a lot of TLC from the moles, it would not look that different from Gaeta V.

The other culprits behind the wide open spaces of Gaeta V is history, an absolute lack of use-related (not theme related)zoning, the land market of Second Life, and that six month rule for good builds.

A big, fancy, house on lots of prime real estate in Gaeta VGaeta V was completed eleven days after I rezzed. I began exploring its empty spaces for land to purchase when I had done my thirty days, built my first house and plants, and was ready to roll. I remember the excitement as I teleported into Clemence and began walking toward where the land was green. On the way I met avatarim, one of whom was a land baron. Because Gaeta is one of the newer SL continents, it did not have time to develop a major Ad Farm problem, and the land was sold to land-hungry citizens in nice size swaths.I remember the land baron explaining how rent on a seaside 4096 was equivent to a monthly steak house supper. I decided that a premium membership and a 512 (no tier, after spending eight dollars!) was more my speed. I was still getting used to monetization.

The Skybox has landed near Sharman on Gaeta V The problem with Gaeta being everybody's real estate dream is that, land in Second Life requires an ongoing committment. If you want land and want to make the most of it, you need to like what you build or be able to make it over when it doesn't suit your needs. Also mainland requires a premium account. This is where land barons come in. They acquire mainland and rent it back. They're job is to supply what sells and that usually is a large, furnished, prefab near the road's edge (Who wants to deal with others' banlines) and sometimes near water. That this kind of building when shielded by banlines or guarded by security orb to prevent home invasions makes the roadside desolate, isn't the land baron's problem. The house above may or may not have had banlines but it is just plain white walls that scream: "SCRAM!" to passwers by.

Inside a house for rent near Goldbach on Gaeta V Land rental and houses in Second Life are also fraught. Land is discretionary, which makes tenants (Everyone in Second Life is a tenant) one car accident or medical bill away from eviction. How landlords stay in business is beyond me. Usually they need a business other than renting land.

Also most prefabs, no matter how gorgeous they are, are bad builds. The one above is typical and prettier inside than most, but it's NOT an exception to the rule. Avatrim do not have the same physical needs as Ones. That makes a lot of indoor space useless. Avatarim don't usually cook or eat, so a big kitchen is useless, and unless you like brown, the inside of this cabin bereft of artwork or paint is going to pall. You get the idea what happens next. Knowing how to build usually helps you tweak and change houses so they can work. Having a Zooby child has made me more willing to have a house. A bath tub is a great reason to have a house. So too is a toilet. Walls are for privacy. With this premade house, you can't take down the kitchen or change the counter colors to something more cheerful. You're just stuck. You know what happens when the money gets tight or the partner turkeys out.

Iyoba teaches Petrichor not to tilt near Goldbach. And the tenants' woes become those of their landlord or exlandlord. There is a lot of abandoned land on Gaeta V. There would be abandoned land in Bay City, but the Moles and Linden Labs see that it doesn't happen. And no, not all Gaeta V builders just hide away in mansions. Some use the road side for various attractions like this old school arcade.

A floating strawberry at Royal Dandies And the good folks at Royal Dandies seem to be on to making good builds. Stuffed angel critters and giant strawberries may not be to everyone's taste, but it was fun to fly to and walk on the giant strawberry. It made me laugh and still several days later makes me smile. It's something I could come home to many days in a row, rather than gray walls and black furniture made from the latest mesh. Something bright and whimsical has a long shelflife. Someone with a giant strawberry on their land might keep it there for months and be less likely to skip out on the rent. And if strawberries are not for you, than think of something else that can keep teh smiles going. For my One and me, it's flowers, trees, and Zwickies.

Iyoba and the One making a dress on Bearkat IslandAnother eternal building hit are cotton or knit print textile textures for thousands of wash dresses. Second Life is both more feminine and dressier than the "real world" at least according to my One, and patterned dresses that are long for more conservative venues and short enough to go from exploration to club and back, are much better than a uniform of black pants and a tight blouse or some of the other stuff, I see many women wearing. Flexi-prim patterned long dresses have an incredible shelf life. I still wear some that are five and six years old. The right build can put down roots. Without it, the land blows away like the desolation on much of Gaeta V.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- June 28, 2017

The Instrument of Rage and Love

The One Who Thinks She Knows Made Me Kill Our Rabbits! I went along with it because Petrichor could not see them starve, and they were starving. We tried taking them to Bunnybury, but there was no way home for them. We tried removing their scripts. They were set no modify.

Petrichor slept in the living rocks (soft succulents) while the One and I worked on the script to resurrect our bunnies at lower primmage. We were bringing the KoLis back too. Petrichor doesn't remember those.

Still the time came. I insisted Petrichor be up in the house. I carried him upstairs, dropped him on the floor, and came back downstairs. No, I did not shoot the bunnies. A few tried to run away. I photographed all of them, the way we photograph Zwickies before putting them in inventory. The hardest part was purging them from trash.

What The One's screen looked like when I got told to purge trash Notice the ressurrected rabbits in the Mega Random Sprinkle Tinkle Fountain

After I got upstairs to check on Petrichor, I screamed and cried. Petrichor saw it. He shares some of my memories and God only knows what the Zwickies tell him. He is an inquisitive child, but like anyone who spends time in Second Life, he is losing bits and pieces of his innocence.

An upset Iyoba after euthanizing the Ozimals rabbits

I guess this had to happen sooner or later. I took care of Petrichor and noticed that he talks about putting the Ozimal's Man in chains and throwing him into the sea. The chains are a necessity in case he tries to craw out again. At least Petrichor is not asking what happened to Magic of Oz. He asks about Bunnybry instead.

It was the One and I who had to see. All our rabbits except Fiorio, who came out of a gumball machine on Magic of Oz, came from UBSTech Breedables. The One and I wanted to see the wreackage. Petrichor has seen hybernating rabbits before. I wasn't sure what we'd see as I walked around the corrigated building and into the huge barn devoted to nothing but rabbits.

Lots of Ozimals Bunny baskets

And this is what we saw. Mr. SpiderUBS Magic, the owner, had hundreds, if not thousands of rabbits, and they bred and bred and bred. Now those baskets will never be born or if they can be born, they can live for only seventy-two hours because there is no food. I suppose they can be bought and sold as novelties, since people will buy anything, particularly Ones Who Think They Know.

The Rabbits Never Had a Chance

The title says it all, and THIS was the reason. I don't blame myself for not knowing, but once I knew, I think the document had a lot to do with decisions I made and how Iyoba and I moved forward.

Picture of Cunegonde as she was

First, I was not all that thrilled with my Ozimals rabbits. The points in their favor was that they could hop, and if you chose the right colors they had, wonderful neotonous eyes and looked really realistic. They were not ravenous eaters, though food over a few months is an incidental cost. The real cost of any breedable is land and prims. You can only rezz so many of these, and you pay an ongoing opportunity cost by keeping any object rezzed.

Fiorio swelters in his sweater

Ozimals rabbits weighed in at a whopping eleven (11) prims each. Petrichor is eleven (11) prims. Petable Turtles and Lily Frogs were five (5) prims. My Zwickies are eight prims. This put a high performance premium on Ozimals bunnies.

Picture of Hecate, Cunegonde and Burl's daughter

In a way, Breedables have to earn their keep. Zwickies and Zooby babies are nearly exceptions due to their ability to move amazingly and their human apperance. Given the opportunity to make my rabbits into everlastings, I might have been given the raw side of the bargain. Six Ozimals rabbits would eat 66 prims on a 248, close to one percent of my total allowance. As it was I missed the chance to transform my bunnies into everlastings. I was out of town and catching up on work when the crisis broke.

Jacqelynne who is Fiorio's and Hepsibah's daughter


A rainbow on Caliente And Petrichor wanted to see a rainbow. He has asked for this before. One night, I took the wretched One, and Petrichor and went searching for one. Now I knew where to find it. This place is called Sparkle, and there are not only rainbows there, but also fireflies and lots of flowers. Petrichor and I both love rainbows.

And our bunnies didn't really die. My One helped me ressurect them with a random movement script and photographs. We even got Hepsibah back because my One saved my photos of her. All we needed was a photo and a script.

Hepsibah resurrected next to the original Burl

Yes, that's Hepsibah. We used her to test out the script. Here her ressurected self sits next to Burl's original self. Yes, at the wrong angle, she doesn't look this good, but in this picture you can't tell that she's a texture on a cilynder and only one prim. For one prim, she doesn't look too shabby.

And no, My One says we couldn't ressurect Petrichor in this way should something happen to Zoobys. He is far too complicated a creature to replicate with a simple movement script. The rabbits like the KoLis were just simple enough. I was not ready to let the rabbits go, and neither was the One, though she is very glad to cut the cord to Ozimals.

And this is what our land looks like with ressurected rabbits and KoLis. It's crowded in the Random Sprinkle Tinkle Mega Fountain. Yes, my One scripted that too.

All the rezzed rabbits and KoLis together in the fountain

If you turn this fountain on, you can imagine how crazy my land can get. Crazy can be a good thing sometimes. Now, my One, Petrichor, and I have to put our Second Life beck together.

And Ozimal's rabbits were designed to be disposible. The produce fiften young and that's it. They don't breed like bunnies. After that they have to become Superlative Elders. You can have four or five of these, and then you have duplicates, and their ability to do their jobs don't stack. Hepsibah became a duplicate Superlative Elder of Euphoria so I sent her to Bunnybury. In other words, I deleted her in exchange for trade coin, something I felt awful about doing.

Solomon As I mentioned above, making Everlastings was a choice I no longer had, so I worked on second alterative, sarcophagi that would be scripted to move randomely when touched. Each sarcophagous would hold a hybernating rabbit, except for Hepsibah's, and it would have an alphab backgrounded image of its rabbit on it, along with floating text. I had experience with this kind of things with the KoLis. The sarcophagi would be one prim each so the KoLis, moveable, colorful beetles could return to Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again. I figured I had more than a week to do this scripting since Iyoba had 1702 servings of rabbit food in inventory.

Friday morning Iyoba and I received a rude surprise. Our rabbits refused to eat. The Ozimals server was down. Our food was old. The rabbits began to starve. I worked feverishly with my rudimentary scripting ability to get the resurrection sarcophagi ready.

Meanwhile Iyoba became frantic. Petrichor was going to find our rabbits dying and dead. Also the rabbits' happiness socres were declining as they starved. It is painful to watch a creature in which you have third hand and reluctantly invested a piece of yourself suffer because a content creator couldn't pay her staff.

I knew what we had to do. I got the script ready. I already had the images uploaded. Iyoba made the sarcophagi, cilynders with a rabbit image on the largest face and alpha texture on the ends. We inserted the scripts and modified each one for each rabbit. We tested them for the umpteenth time. Then I sent Iyoba to photograph and euthanize (delete) our bunnies. She did it without crying. The pictures of these rabbits we took are on this blog.

Then we deleted the food, and purged the trash. I really wanted nothing at all to do with Ozimals after what they did. Sometimes sadness and anger walk side by side. I tell myself our resurrected rabbits will no longer endlessly bang their heads into the Random Mega Sprinkle Tinkle fountain. I also know we did not shielf Petrichor from what happened Friday. He shares Iyoba's memories and my memories. And like all creatures that live for a while with a piece of you inside them, he thinks for himself. The Ozimals rabbits did not live long enough to escape their tain, but some day, they're resurrected version (including Hepsibah, may start to think for themselves, just a little bit.

Iyoba BatOni and Eileen H. Kramer -- June 25, 2017

In the Wake of Shattered Trust

It happened for the third time, and this time it happened with public fanfare, and it happened like lightening. And yes, both the One Who Thinks She Knows and I were both too busy to notice. We missed the chance to turn our Ozimals rabbits into everlastings. They are doomed.

We have been busy this spring. The One lost her mother in "real life" on March 24. She has been a mess. I try to understand, but it's not easy. Petrichor, who can now speak, asks questions. We try to answer.

I don't go to clubs much. Instead, Pet and I explore. We add what we find to the Explore SL Spread Sheet. We've gone bike riding, taken our rail car on the train tracks, and even built a boat and sailed it. This is the tower from the oil rig at ANWR.

Oil rig tower at ANWR

Iyoba and Petrichor ride the rails on Heterocera

And here we are traveling around the east side of Heterocera. This was not our longest train trip, but it ended unexpectedly when we found an amusement park. For some reason, my One Who Thinks She Knows can handle an amusement park much betterh than she can a club most days. I'm not sure why all of this is, only that it is.

Iyoba is in the small amusement park on Heterocera with Petrichor. This is the fun house.

Fiorio, the rabbit with the ugly sweater

You Don't Want Partial Answers

I know you want to know why this blog went silent for so long. I can write about it now, though that is not what brought me back. I can write about it now, because the dead have no privacy. I have a full plate these days, but I also have nothing to hide.

Back in "real life" at Thanksgiving I went to Westchester County where my mother lives because she did not want to travel to where I live in the South. Mom put her affairs in order and also talked of self harm. Something was off. I shared it with colleagues. I vowed to keep an eye on mom, and then...

On January 15, 2016 my mother attempted suicide. The pills were adulterated. She survived and managed to talk her way out of a psychiatric hospital after a couple of weeks. I went north to see her the end of January. This blog survived all that. I started calling her twice a week. Second Life helped keep me stable.

At Spring Break I went north to see my mother again. This time she intimated self harm on March 14. This blog went silent as I planned for the trip. It stayed silent for a week or so afterward as for seventeen days, I called my mother five days a week. Then on March 24, 2017, she successfully committed suicide.

I've continued playing Second Life all along. Taking care of Petrichor, a daily do routine, and walking around to gather places for the Explore SL Spread Sheet has helped keep me sane. My breedables, my Zwickies and Ozimals Rabbits have also been a rudder to keep me on a half-way even keel.

A long time ago, I asked myself several questions about Petrichor, Sunday night I realized I had some partial answers. It started out quite innocuously as I went to check the demimcation to education sims on Grid Survey and saw the Magic of Oz was GONE! "That couldn't be!" I thought. My rabbits would need food soon. One of them was due to give birth any minute. Another, by the way, will probably live to give birth.

It was worse than I feared. My Ozimals rabbits are are doomed.. Ozimals received a cease in desist order to stop using/supporting their intellectual property as part of the aftermath of Chapter 13 bankruptcy that results from an unpaid and snowballing court settlement with a content creator, who apparently was never, fully paid..

Yes, this is the third time around with a breedable creator, and yes, I would have turned all my bunnies into everlastings if I had not been planning another trip north to pack items in my late mother's old apartment. I've had a full plate this spring, and that is an understatement.

Somehow my Zwickies are still with Iyoba, Petrichor, and me. Zoobys seems stable for now...but yes, I now have answers to my questions, or at least partial answers. Life was much better before I knew this stuff, but you can't go back now.

What would you sacrifice for Petrichor? The answer is the biggest existential threat to my relationship with Petrichor is the same threat as there is to Iyoba's and my Ozimals rabbits. And the biggest sacrifice we make is to let our guard down and trust. The time I spend making things for Petrichor and the money (not much any more) I continue to spend for consumables. The land I rent for the breedables and baby, all of that is a form of trust. With every dollar or minute Iyoba and I spend, we sacrifice.

And one day that trust is going to be BETRAYED. We may get let down easy, as happened with Petable Turtles. The creator may simply abscond as with Lily Frogs. Linden Labs itself may pull the plug, or the whole thing can drown in a sordid and protracted legal battle as it did with Ozimals. Everything is finite, so this is a certainty. To have a virtual child or breedables is to face betrayal.

With the Ozimals rabbits, with the Lily Frogs, with the Petable Turtles, with Petrichor, Iyoba, Second Life, and my mother, I was willing to trust, to love, and face possible betrayal. For smaller things like breedables, I can say "never again" for a while and rely on technical fixes. With humans I still hope for better. With what is in between, you trust, and inevitably, your ears ring with bitter pain as trust lets the screen door slam behind it. Thunk!

Actually, Petrichor is getting to old to go everywhere tied in a carrier. My One realizes this too. He is currently at Stage 63, and the only consumable we buy from Zooby's besides scripts are stars. Stage 70 is a wall. Petrichor will no die, but his creators will not provide anyway for him to grow after seven more stages. And no, I don't want another Zooby child. I'm happy enough with our family size as it is. That's why we ended up with Ozimals rabbits. My One has a plan for those since we missed out on the everlasting option.

My One sort of has helped Petrichor develop his own Plan B. We've built several talkers to give him more speech. When we grew disgusted with Zooby food around the time I weaned my son, we made a Magic Bowl that fed him real people food. Since we stopped one Zooby consumable, we stopped them all. Token toys aren't really that great. We can only buy so many, and had an excess of tokens. Except for keeping Petrichor moving and playing, we're only semi-dependent on Zoobys now.

Hepsibah, one of the Ozimals rabbits gives birth And yes, the One still wants to do her Zooby research, but how what happened to our bunnies is going to impact that, she is not sure. She knows that another virtual baby company, called Honeydew, went defunct. It's not something people like to discuss, especially virtual parents.

We bought the rabbits for Petrichor too. Don't ask me what I'll tell him. I don't even bring him out of the house at Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again when I'm putting baby Zwickies in inventory. The One decided that none of our rabbits will go to Bunnybury. We don't know if they can, and besides, she does have a sort of technical fix. I have to keep it under wraps.

This is Cunegonde, Superlative Elder of Euphoria It may teach us more about keeping Petrichor growing. It will also mean more prims available on our land for some Zooby toys so that Petrichor will spend more time in the garden on his own and become more interactive even if he can't grow to adult size and wants to keep wiping up the ground with his knees by crawling when I'd perfer to see him walk. There's more to life than running. He can't run, which is weird.

Iyoba and Petrichcor See Saw Marojorie Door at Play and Learn Park But there is more to life than running. The rabbits were only with us for nearly seven months and the ruthless and retched One Who Thinks She Knows claims they are disposible, designed to produce fifteen offspring and retire as Superlative Elders or off to Bunnybury. We did not have them long enough or become attached enough to love them deeply.

This is how Ozimal baby rabbits are born. We will go throgh one last birth in the next few daysI've even seen my One salivate over the prims we'll get back when they are gone. She has a good heart some of the time, and will soon put her greed aside. She says she is glad Ozimals did not ask her for money. I don't understand, but she says they brought the current mess on themselves and it's NOT our fault.

Zwickies in a star fart heartsLong ago someone involved with helping to run Griderz wound up on the wrong side of the law and spent several weeks out of action. He never asked for help, and he returned to Second Life and development work with open arms and no questions asked, or so the One believes. We trusted. Ozimals let us down. We missed the Everlastings. It hurt.

Iyoba by the wall in SUNO...Ozimals is not the only one Ozimals is not the only one to skirt the law. They just paid for it. This is me in SUNO Regents, a waste of the Louisianna taxpayers' and students' tuition dollars. The sim has sat unused for at least three years. The One says to be grateful we did not get dragged to court with Ozimals. We've been hurt. We go on.

Eileen H. Kramer and Iyoba BatOni -- June 20, 2017

The Shadow of Waste and Worse

This blog entry did not want to be written. This time it was Second Life that got in the way. Arond the time when my One and I wanted to contrast how trust lives in Second Life, with the waste and thievery that goes on when other people's money (It is nearly always other people's money), particularly grant awarders and tax payers' money is involved. And of course, Second Life, refused to cooperate. I returned to bushwhacking and found useful place after place as Petrichor and I rode our Little Red Adobe Engine that could around Heterocera on the SLRR. Then OSU cleaned up their two sims and chased the griefers back to the filthy rock beneath which they hide. I was even able to use the sandbox to make a new dress, which is what you see in the picture.

Yes, that's the bottom of a nose on BoogersThe truth be told, Second Life has always been full of road side attractions that teach and show creativity and art to anyone walking by. Boogers just appeared and yes, it's a store selling some very innovative, scripted items, but the giant nose and snot colored islands are art in the great tradition of Fountain. Of course if the store on Boogers can't pay the rent, it's toast, and maybe that is not so bad.

Central Texas College pays its rent but refuses to updateIs it worse to pay rent and then leave a project to rot. Central Texas College's library nearly disappeared from the grid along with the rest of its sim, but someone scraped the rent together, or rather the rent comes from a combination of tuition, student fees, perhaps grant money, and definitely state and federal taxes. And the money buys nothing but tier. The library needs a revision. Intute, the database with a connecting object in the picture no longer exists and hasn't for over five years.

Unfinished patient bot whose been on a bed for at least four years on ASCosta del SolThen there is the forever unfinished emergency room ward on AS Costa del Sol. No one has even bothered to buy sculpties or mesh to give this bot a makeover, or failing that at least install a current notecard giver with an up to date card or even a simple touch and say script. Did the money run out? There is still money to pay for the tier. This time the good citizens of Andulasia, Spain foot the bill with the heftiest share going to students, whose tuition Euros and student feels are hard at work, to borrow a cliche from my One Who Thinks She Knows, and with apologies to Syracuse University, which hasn't had a sim in Second Life in at least five years.

These posters have waited for student assignments forever on CibolaMeanwhile, other academic sims go unused. These student posters have sat empty for over a year on Cibola, which is a beautiful build. Except for the unfinished aquarium and these posters that are in three locations on the island, the good folks in the foreign language departments at Arizona State University almost deserve a pat on the back. Why a class never used these is beyond me. Did the money run out? Did the faculty member in charge leave? Did a grant get used up? All I know is someone keeps paying rent for unused space, and the someone is students and taxpayers.

Levitating office furniture on the once fantastic Towson Innovation LabMeanwhile Towson Innovation Lab, a former Only the Best/Do It Better sim is neglected and unusuable. The art there dates from several years ago. An office development sits half built with the finest store bought furniture floating in mid-air. There are often as few as no prims free for the sandbox and sometimes as many as three. There used to be a bowling alley. It would take an afternoon's worth of autoreturn and setting land permissions decently, including autoreturn, to fix this sim, and then new classes could use it...or those who own it could abandon it. There is a good chance that University of Maryland Towson campus, pays more than market rent for an educational sim $1800/year (or $3600 if the old rate is grandfathered in). NMC uses the prestige of its name to charge more than that. Of coruse usless Innovation Lab. We know who does.

Louisianna Regents DelGado never been usedAnd Delgado Regents and atleast one of its sister sims have been waiting for their first students for several years. Unlike on Cibola, Delgado Regents has yet to host its first class, and it still needs furniture, presentation boards, etc... to compliment its lovely build. The build has sat unfurnished for at least three years. To make matters worse the Regents in Delgado Regents' name is the Louisiana Board of Regents. They rent four or five sims where remarkably little happens on at least two of them. You can guess who pays for all of this. Is this getting old yet.

Welcome to ECU II. You can't go very far.At last Lousianna tax payers can walk around Delgado Regents and similar sims. Move a few steps on ECU II and several other East Carolina University sims and you can see the results in the illustration above. Some sims allow a small sliver of access. Others in the East Carolina University archipelago are completely off limits. Taxpayers ought to at least be able to see a neglected, half built, or unused sim that they pay for, but in North Carolina that is not the case.

A neglected board at SCU III which is Southern Cross UniversityOf course East Carolina University might have something to hide on a neglected sim, but Southern Cross University shows its signs of simple neglect for all the world to see. I found this vandalized board on SCU3. Most projects on the the three ilsand group date from several years ago. A food pyramid poster is at least four years old. Much of the furniture is pre-mesh and presculpty. In Australia there are tax payers footing the bill.

Seminole County archipelago is mostly off limitsMy One Who Thinks She Knows least favorite waster of public funds, however is Seminole Island 10. It is my One's least favorite of the bunch because those who built it don't waste tuition dollars. Instead nearly all this ten island archipelago's funding comes from either the county, state, or federal government because it is a school district doing the damage, and the damage consists of at least six sims that are both unused at ground level (The map does not show what goes on above the cloud line.) and off limits to those who pay for them.

And yes these are old stories. My One is unsure how much wanton waste and abuse happens with academic sims. It is possible to find excellent ones, and possible to find waste because waste bothers my One no end. My One is also unsure how much waste is too much. Is it one and ten sims gone bad? Is it one in five, or one in three? Most of the waste is less than $10,000 per year, but that number is only small in relative terms. Compared to the three and four dollar payments or even what my One spent lifetime on Petable Turtles or Lily Frogs, it is an order of magnitude larger. Compared to a typical Second Life consumer complaint, it is several orders of magnitude larger. Usually the wasted tier could buy office supplies, travel expenses, etc... My One says that if those who give out grant money watch the sims they pay for, and schools loosen up who can do what among their faculty or students so at least the space gets used. Maybe schools oeverextend themselves. Maybe the accounting is just sloppy. It is not sloppy among those who pay their own way. If you can't pay your rent in Second Life...

Iyoba BatOnio and Eileen H. Kramer -- February 27, 2017

The Bright Light of Trust

Nimrod, a Zwicky who is four or five years old. That's trust!I want to write about the squatters in the skies above Marriott Library, but my One Who Thinks She Knows says "not yet." She's not ready. She says it's complicated. She says she has been in contact with a librarian at the University of Utah and since we are going through channels, naming and shaming is pointless and cruel. At the same time, she has some strange emotions toward the squatters. "We don't know the whole story, Iyoba," she tells me, and then she gets sadder than usual, so I have to leave it there. Maybe some day we will tell the story, even if we only know part of it.

Firio, the Ozimal's rabbit sleepingThe story of squatters is a variation on the theme of trust broken and shattered like expensive crystal under careless feet or packaged provisions after the rats and cockroaches have had their fill. It's an old story in Second Life. Educational institutions that pay for sims they have left to rot also betray trust, wasting between $1800 and $3600 per year in student tuition money and federal and state aid (Your tax dollars, all you Ones out there!) and/or property taxes. Those who use grant money to have fun with prims steal. It's chump change compared to the Federal government budget, but it is also several car payments, a mortgage payment, several rent pahyments, an insurance deductible, enough copies to supply a class with handouts, or send more than one faculty members to a conference. Done to excess, this kind of waste and theft costs jobs.

Ozimal's rabbit Burl, a Peat Speckle, a retired color Of course academic institutions and grant recipients are not the only ones to abscond with and misuse funds in Second Life. Second Life is in some ways preCapitalist, and has zero consumer protection. I am never going to see the 400L ($1.60) my One gave to Crystal/Sinister Smiles for the ill-fated school on Lyrics. She couldn't make rent. She has "real life" issues. I've lost money on other retail arrangements for all kinds of reasons. Then there are the breedables: These require an ongoing committment, from both the owner and the individuals that run the server. Sometimes those individuals pull the plug in an orderly way, and other times they just vanish.

Solomon, an aphotic (retired) English blue spot Ozimals rabbit with brown eyes And yet we do trust. My One and I have had Zwickies for four or five years. I become Petrichor's mother sixteen months ago. My One Who Thinks She Knows insists that Zooby has been in business forever, and the Zwickies were grandfathered in.

Fiorio, an Ozimal's rabbit as the Sprinkler Tinkler Random Fountain sprinkles a shower of avocadosBut somehow, when Petrichor learned to talk, he talked about rabbits or rather "wabbits." It did not help that we visited UBS Tech and saw bunnies hopping around. Petrichor was hooked and so was I. My One was torn. Her heart was hard and scarred. Trust was and still is an issue for both of us.

Cunegond, a black and tan Ozimals rabbitYou can guess what happened. "Welcome back," said Mr. Spider Magic, owner of UBS Tech. That encapsulates it right there. We purchased five rabbits from UBS Tech and one from a gatcha outside the Magic of Oz Main Store. A gatcha is short for gatchapon, a Japanese word meaning gumball machine or if you are not a certain age, vending machine. It's name comes from the sound it makes when you turn the silver crank to get your gumball. Fiorio, the rabbit with the sweater came from a Second Life version of a gumball machine.

Hepsibah, an aphotic (retired shade) anamite snowbell (retired fur) female Ozimals rabbitOur other rabbits all came from UBS Tech where we could select our breed which explains why we have so many retired fur colors and patterns in our starter rabbits. Besides Fiorio, the gatcha rabbit in a sweater (He is an "elite" though he won't transmit that ugly sweater to his progeny), we have (in order of appearance): Burl, a peat speckle; Solomon an aphotic (gray shade) English blue spot with lop ears; Cunegonde a black and tan (retired fur) with a sunlight shade that kind of makes her glow and lop ears; and Hepsibah an aphotic (gray shade) amanite snowbell (also retired) with blue eyes. I purposefully chose realistic colors and patterns. I wanted rabbits that looked like rabbits.

This is what Ozimal's rabbits eatOzimal's of course don't fully duplicate biological, "real world" rabbits. No bunny owner in his right mind would feed "real life" rabbits cup cakes. This falls in with the fantasy, Oz theme. It's a bit squicky. My One has made some grass for the rabbits, thinking that our Ozimal's rabbits at least have some "real life" rabbit spirit in them somewhere.

It looks like Ozimal's rabbits produce like rabbits, but they don't.Ozimal's rabbits also DON'T really reproduce like rabbits. Yes, there are a lot of offspring on this shelf at UBS Tech, but each "nest" as the baskets are called holds only a single offspring, and the breeding cycle of eleven to twelve days is long for a typical Second Life breedable. Zwickies cycle every eight days, and Petable turtles laid three eggs every four days. The reason you see lots of nests on the shelf in the photo is that this pair of Tapira rabbits has their movement turned off and the nests just pile up. Ozimals rabbits also do not mate (unlike Petable Turtles and Zwickies).

Some rabbits at UBS Tech have more freedomPersonally, I believe that part of the fun of breedables is letting them move and watching them. If you wait twelve days for nests or eight days for zwicklets in stasis, you are going to rip out your hair in hunks as you wait. Also it feels more kind-hearted to have hopping bunnies and flying Zwickies. Here are some rabbits at UBS Tech that can hop around. They are mostly elites, painted and unrealistic. There is one oversize specimen. I am happy with what I have. So far Fiorio, Burl, Solomon, Cunegonde, and Hepsibah have produced three batches of nests. Sometimes the rabbits hop into the Sprinkler Tinkler Random Fountain, which I turn on just for fun (See the picture of Fiorio being showered with avocados above). The store is open. The food is plentiful. The servers are on. It is a beautiful thing when trust works.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- February 21, 2017

Honor and Shame

A rainbow balloon one of several color schemes flies over Delacruz IslandIt feels good to recommend a site. It feels good even when the site is an also-ran for the Only the Best/Do It Better Roster. And yes, that illustration looks so enticing! How could you not include Delacruz Park!!! Delacruz Park is so fantastic in so many ways!

The water slide still brrrrr.... in winterAnd that is an understatement! It is an amusement park and recreation area packed, with thrills, spills, and chills. It is also a show room for Delacruz Technologies' many toys which include this waterslide. It was winter when Petrichor and I visited the park, so we didn't use it, but you can see its beauty for yourself.

Iyoba and Petrichor take a hang glider ride But Delacruz Park's greatest attraction besides a pretty good parachute ride, bumper cars, and a roller coaster and ferris wheel are the rideables, including this hang glider which is among the easiest to control. You can fly all over the island all day long and not end up with a nose dive on the beach or flying upside down on the bottom of the sea. The details of stripes and bamboo also add a lovely touch.

Iyoba and Petrichor engage in their favorite sportWhat brought Petrichor and me to Delacruz Park was the bungee jump. The setting is breath taking, and we think that this was where this ride was invented. I enjoyed climbing the cliff and walking across the natural stone bridge to reach it, and it didn't swing us out at an odd angle. We did miss the flamingoes that populated the bungee jump at Morrill. Delacruz Park helped assuage our grief.

Every square centimeter of DelaCruz park is put to useWhat surprized me most about my last visit, however, was this simple canoe ride. We already knew Delacruz Park was a walkable sim. You can climb the cliffs and find hang gliders, water slides, and that wonderful Bungee jump. You can explore a Myan pyramid and make friends with a dragon, but wherever you go there are stairs, no soft spots and even the water between the cliffs is acessible.

Turkish political picture from the first part of the 20th Century in a library on Marriott Library 2So why didn't Delacruz Park make the Do it Better/Only the Best Roster? The answer is one word: COMPETITION. Black Basalt Beach offers good walking trails and a friendly attitude. You can ride the trains at Central Station, and when it comes to amusement park rides, those at Master's Park have more detail and imagination, and there are simply more of them. Master's Park wins a spot on the Do It Better Roster, but visit Delacruz Park too.

This bridge was built both without sculpties or mesh at Marriott Library and it does not show its age Now for those of you who keep up with this blog, you will remember that we both had concerns about Master's Park's financial stability. It could vanish in the night or broad daylight for that matter.

This lovely teleporter leads to a vanished sim. You can find it on Marriott LibraryLet's just say my One Who Thinks She Knows decided that being burnt toast when you can't pay your rent in Second Life is not the worst thing that can happen. What is far worse in her eyes, and that is an understatement, is taking taxpayer funds and/or student technology fees to pay rent on a sim while letting it degrade to death. Now with all due respect, a librarian from the "real life" Marriott Library said that the university no longer paid rent for the Marriott Library sim, and he had no idea that it still existed.

One of four out of six landmarks to sims that no longer exist at the Marriott Library sim It still exists, and it is there whether, Linden Labs has had "mercy" on the University of Utah for a beautiful build, or whether someone in an administrative office quietly ok'd an $1800 charge to Linden Labs. The result is the same and it is sad. Click on the thumbnail of a landmark touchpad, one of six in a lovely outdoor pavillion on Marriott Library. Four of the six landmarks featured no longer exist. The update for something like this is a ten minute job once you have the textures made and uploaded.

This Freeview movie screen has not worked in yearsWorse yet, in the Knowledge Commons, there are link givers that lead to dead pages (The library web site received a revision and no one remembered to change the link givers), and outdated announcements. Again this is a basic fix, and last but not least, the FreeView Youtube shower in the Ski Archive, which by the way is now obsolete, has not worked in years. There is more on Marriott Library that needs fixing, but my One says this blog has done enough damage. My One and I rent land. We revise our build, feed our breedables, and pay our rent. It would be nice if the University of Utah did the same using taxpayer money, especially since they have such a fine build on Marriott Library.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- February 15, 2017

One Gone and One to Go

The playground at Crystal Heights The crisis about which my One Who Thinks She Knows wants me divulging no details finally consumed this blog. This is such a big crisis that neither my One nor I feel bad about the silence. Excrement happens, and excrement needs some explaining. First, the One is gainfully employed and in good standing. She is not wanted in a court of law as a plaintiff, witness or defendent. She is also in reasonably good health. I'm afraid that is all I can tell you. She wants to keep this blog going. That's what's important. A rabbi even told her not to give up Second Life.

This is how the school looked when Iyoba moved in the furniture. I couldn't get rid of some of the old furnishings. This was a ready made Portuguese building.She even played Second Life at her mother's house in Hartsdale, New York. Here I am setting up the school at Crystal Heights. If you look at the image in the link, you will see that the school is gone. Crystal Heights occupied the southern half of Lyrics. If you are used to Second Life you can guess what happened. Nearly all rentals in Second Life are one car accident, one set of computer troubles, or one health emergency away from eviction and leaking rent for the landlord. Near Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again, my landlord has three vacant parcels a bit less than twenty percent of the island leaking rent. Sinister/Crystal, the school's landlord, rented from one of the big estate managers, rented weekly, with no cushion. If you can't pay your rent in Second Life.... And yes, I have suggested we meet at some third spot, just to hang out.

The underground and underwater tunnels of Sapporo We don't need a build to role play. It's nice to have space to rezz objects and animals and prim babies but it's not mandatory. Crystal Heights could surely benefit from Oldenburg's Third Place/Space. That, however, is unlikely to happen Mark Stephen Meadows introduced my One and me to the concept of three types of players of virtual games/worlds. There are those who want to win. Those who want to understand, and those who form relationships. My One and I fall into the second group. We build. We explore. Crystal/Sinister may fall into the third group. Being a builder/explorer has its advantages, because we can do things on the cheap. We need fewer prims. We substitute human and avie capital for the kind that sits in a typical One's purse or bank account. And if you're interested in the picture, this is a one of a kind build, the underground water tunnels beneath Sapporo.

This was the Rain Room on SapporoAlas, Sapporo is no longer much of a Third Place/Space. About one eighth of the island sits behind ban lines. Another eighth is under permanent construction. The eighth behind the yellow lines was a rain room, which is just what it sounds like. Second Life is a desert, so rain is special. If you want rain, you have to find someone with a rain maker. Luckily, there is still at least one rain room on Slow. Go there if you want rain, and you want it more than you know. Needless to say, Sapporo will NOT be part of Only the Best/Do It Better roster.

A sign advertising African fashion advertises Africa Live Africa Live is another matter. This pleasant section of Second Life is banline free, and is one of the few places to present, modern African culture in a positive light. Africa Live is a simulation of a village on the coast of Benin. There are fashionably decayed buildings. There are mangroves. There is surf, and in the winter snow (Snow like rain is rare in Second Life and you have to have winter sports!).

Lovely mosaic chest near the dance floor in Africa LiveBut there is also art with style and class like this mosaic chest. There is humor including a urinating chimpanzee, and there is culture and education with posters about climate change, photographs of "real life" West Africa, and more, but what earns Africa Live a place on the Do It Better/Only the Best roster is warmth and authenticity.

This drum is a simple sculpty with a wonderful texture and no notecardThis is not a region that is sucking someone's grant money or funded by a shadowy entity interested in propganada. There are stores that pay rent, a club that gathers tips, and probably owners who chip in when the rent and tips don't quite cover. Africa Live has been around for at least two years because it either makes money or the creators/owners care about it.

This zebra doesn't really belong here, but he is handsome all the same. It is also my go-to place when I want to walk around somewhere WARM. Warm is more than the climate of a typical island paradise. Warm is bright cloth, mangroves, and rickety boards.

Users can control this ballon as it sails over Africa Live And warm is free things to do, like this balloon. It does not just provide a passive tour. After a couple of false starts I was able to raise it, lower it, speed it, and slow it, and ride ith with Petrichor for as much as I liked.

Take a wild ride in the mangroves on a sailboard at Africa LiveOf course, putting Africa Live Only the Best/Do It Better roster means that we have three candidates for the last spot: Momo Pet Land, Delacrz Park, and Master's Park. Given Zupera Park's history (and Master's Park is Zupera Park reborn) and disappearance, Master's Park is not a good bet for the Do It Better list. That leaves two old favorites and a rivalry that promises to be more exciting than Superbowl LI. Neither side here can choke, and builders not brawlers in helmets vie for the honors. Stay tuned.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- February 8, 2017

Rising from the Dead

Letter of intentLast night we put our money where our mouth is which makes me the Superintendent of Schools in Crystal Heights. It costs my One Who Thinks She Knows 250L a week (That's $1.00 which she says is the cost of a soda.). Now it's up to us to get lots of textures and links and put together a test build at the LEA5 Sandbox. All of this is downright weird because the One has a crisis in her life, about which I am not free to blog. She says the school project is a kind of distraction and that it will be good for both of us.

Play schedule for Play and Learn ParkMeanwhile, before the crisis happened, which was Tuesday morning (When my One learned about it. It really happened Monday morning), my One decided we should at least try to make some of the play dates at Play and Learn Park. The problem with this schedule is that on Wednesdays my One works at night and on Sundays, that's the day to run errands. All times on the sign are set for Pacific Standard Time. My One and I are three hours ahead of that. My One says she still believes in our research project.

The zip line is Iyoba and the One's favorite activity at Grand Canyon. Climbing Mount Everest and skiing at Lake Tahoe don't count but they're good too. My One also believes in the Really Do It Better/Only the Best project as well and of course the Explore SL Spread Sheet. That meant we got to travel to the Grand Canyon. We had fun memories of the sim. Yes, my favorite activity at the canyon itself is the zip line, followed by the swing and the canoes. Unfortunately, only motor boats remain. Neither my One like these because she thinks they make noise and smell of gasoline or diesel fuel and stink up a serene surroundings.

A sea otter cracks a shell on the surface of Crater Lake Without a silent and slow boat, My One and I walked around Crater Lake at the canyon's bottom. We observed all sorts of wildlife: big horn sheep, Canada geese, an alligator, and this sea otter. There is wildlife atop the canyon too including a snake and a coyote. The only thing missing, I now realize, were buzzards.

Lake Tahoe has a ski slope that is not for the faint of heartThen there are the two neighboring sims, Grand Canyon North and Mt. Everest. This meant we got to skiing on these sims for the first time. And because Only the Best sites are supposed to be newbie friendly, we noticed what sort of free equipment was available. Alas, it did not include skis. Also, while I am a pretty good skier, as is any avie with an animation, the only slope was a double black diamond slalom. I wished there had been something more gentle and recreational, especially since all three Grand Canyon sims are for lovers.

Iyoba and Petrichor summit on Mt. EverestA clue to why there are no skis was that every so often we got a message that said we had to join the group to have access to all the equipment. This did not really matter to me because I have my own skis and skates, and prefer nonmotorized conveyances and love walking and hiking. By the way, you can't walk all the way to the top of Mt. Everest the trail is discontinuous. Also, the constant begging for money and presence of tip jars everywhere got wearing. Worse yet, on Grand Canyon South I encountered BAN LINES and at least one security orb. These are nuiscences that on a single sim would be disqualifying. Likewise an adult rating on one sim and a mature rating on another (barrier for any avie that does not have payment info on file) is also a nuiscence. In the case of the Grand Canyon sims the adult rating, harranguing for cash, and ban lines/security orbs combined to give this sim a thumb's down for Only the Best. It's a superb runner up. A fun place to go if you like your skiing hard and fast or enjoy high mountains and scenery, but it lacks the friendliness needed to be One of the Best.

The Ring of Fire, also called The Black Hole and the Vortex Then Sunday night, The One Who Thinks She Knows discovered a new amusement park, Master's Park. We took a long trolley ride inside, and through the windows of the trolley car saw that something about several of the rollercoasters and other rides looked awfully familiar. The One Who Think's She Knows mother may believe it is impossible to rise from the dead, but that is not so for building projects in Second Life. In short, Master's Park is Zupera Park returned with prettier scenery and well above ground level on a private island. This ride, now called the Ring of Fire, is one of Petrichor's favorites.

The entry area for Hell's HotelOther rides show a depth of soul lacking in the orginal Zupera Park. This is the entry area to Hell's Hotel. The coaster may move slowly but the visuals are gorgeous. They go beyond horror to the sweet sadness of abandoned places. There is a purple light pervading the scene. Master's Park also features the Death Maze of Osiris. That Osiris got resurrected doesn't seem to matter. The labyrinth is a challenge and full of wonderful atmosphere. It is almost as if the old Zupera Park has been retextured, and the textures are gorgeous!

Flight of the VampireAnd the rollercoasters are still technically state of the art. The Flight of the Vampire has cars that attach to the top of the track, and defy physics with ninty degree drops and several loops just for the heck of it. It is great to see these coasters back. We miss the Kracken, the Spin Cycle, the Tornado and a few other rides, but we'll take what we have.

The Super Dipper Returns but not the HurricaneThen why isn't Master's Park in One of the Best. Well it could be. As amusement park's go, it ranks at the top for variety of and technical execution. The rides are just that good. The lag is low. It's baby and newbie friendly. The reason it is only a candidate on the list for the last two spots (by no means out of the running), is that it once was Zupera Park. It was and then in October it vanished. If you can't pay your rent in Second Life... There is no reason to believe that Master's Park will be any more solvent than its predecessor. In short, this wonderful park has stability issues. Still it's in the running.

We still have five sites for the last two Do It Better/Only the Best slots:

  1. Momo Pet Land
  2. Master's Park
  3. Delacruz Park
  4. Africa Live
  5. Sapporo

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- January 18, 2017

Academic Furniture, Five Places, and Two Slots

Iyoba ponders everything with the One on the back steps of Crystal Heights City Hall on LyricsOur lives ought to be less complicated, but they're not. My One Who Thinks She Knows is going to endure a few more days without a cell phone battery. It's in the mail, and not lost there, so that is a good thing, but being without Spotify when she walks and travels has put her massively out of sorts again. Also, our main, research project is once again in serious jeopardy thanks to our newest building craze. The craze takes place because my One would like to seek fame and fortune and because Crystal Heights located in Lyrics might be a community where we could meet Zooby and other prim baby parents. The community includes all sorts of furries, breedable enthusiasts, and feels less restrictive than other options.

Testing the adjustible desk and seating above ground levelWe even have prim counts and have our adjustible seating and presentation boards working. The script for a library of links needs no work. This means we now know the number of prims this little adventure now needs and even what it might cost. What we don't know is what happens when people push furniture around, but we can find that out with an exhibit at the LEA5 Sandbox.

Adjustable seating and a framed presentation board in the LEA5 SandboxWhat our project of classroom reconstruction and educational administration with some teaching thrown in now needs is textures, links, and meeting with Her Honor so money can change hands and we can begin an ongoing committment of less than a dollar a week. Textures mean a cluttered inventory. I gave my inventory a full scrub. Links take up no space and are available. The One Who Thinks She Knows is an expert in finding paywall free reading matter. Setting up the school and moving in, require finding Her Honor, signing a contract, or shaking hands, and then...

A blue elephant at Momo Pet Land Her Honor has made herself quiet scarce. "Real Life" does happen. Meanwhile, we wonder what she will make of our proposal. She will be shocked at how few prims we will need. When we mentioned at the LEA5 Sandbox she drew a total blank. The classroom furniture she has now is misscripted so no one can sit on it. I may be the first amateur scripter she has ever met. Building for yourself makes Second Life a much more economical experience, but builders/artists are their own culture as we learned at Cedar Creek. Are we a good match. Even if we settle into in Crystal Heights, we may lack the ability to draw people out and learn what can help all of us with virtual children and pets.

A Zen garden behind the construction fence on Momo Pet LandMeanwhile, the Only the Best/Really Do It Better project continues. Yes, it's way behind. Yes, we're down to two open slots, and we have a total of five possible venues:

  1. Momo Pet Land
  2. Grand Canyon
  3. Delacruz Park
  4. Africa Live
  5. Sapporo

Riding a slow, old school, very Japanese ferris wheel at Momo Pet LandMomo Pet Land is a two sim amusement park that offers an authentic does of neotonous (but not sickening!), Japanese culture. It's a great place to walk around. Momo is Japanese for peach, so a good translation for the park is Peachy Pet Park. Its Trick Art Museum is even on the Explore SL Spread Sheet.

It's a small world after all on MPL Park Island The real reason that Petrichor and I visit Momo Pet Land repeatedly, and that it was the place in Second Life that the One Who Thinks She Knows showed her skeptical mother, however, is the rides. There are not a lot of them, but they have a depth of soul and a cleverness that many other amusement park rides in Second Life lack. This is a replica of Disney's Small World attraction on MPL Island, the amusement park's other sim. My One says that it is authentic and she even sings the Small World song as I row a gondola through a fun and tricky course. My One rode on the original Small World ride at the 1964 World's Fair. Even when she is out of sorts, which is nearly always, the Small World ride on MPL Island makes her sweetly sentimental.

The last part of the small world rideBest of all the Samll World ride on MPL Island is now more or less ready for prime time. Yes, it is still under construction, but the water way is fully built and the walls solid enough that one can row through the whole exhibit, making a full, fun, and seamless circuit.

Iyoba and Petrichor set off on the amazing Dragon Coaster But the star of all of Momo Pet Land's rides is of course the Dragon Coaster. Second Life is full of roller coasters, and the state of the art was at the now defunct and sorely missed Zupera Park. The Dragon Coaster, however, is suis generis. For starters, you can choose one of three courses, one of which shoots you off into mid-air to land wherever on the Momo Pet Land sims.

And even if you select one of the two "safe" options, there is still a small, but signficant chance your car won't complete the circuit as planned. The Dragon Coaster's cars nearly always jiggle on the track, and this time, even with the short course, a giant orca sent Petrichor's and my car flying! Of course, Momo Pet Land has four competitors for two slots. The competition is fierce, and there is no winner yet. Since it may be a while before we meet Her Honor, gather our textures, and possibly misinvest some Lindens, we are going to be visiting the competition.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- January 14, 2017

We Really Do it Better VIII

The roundhouse still under construction at Yeodeol near the Central Station VStark State vanished back in September. That leaves the One Who Thinks She Knows and me the queens of doing it better and providing only the best places for Second Life fun. Alas, we also lost Zupera Park last fall as well, so we have three slots to fill. We're way behind. Technical troubles, Explore SL Spread Sheet, and our original research focus, the one we've had since I got my son, Petrichor, have all derailed this, but the project lives! It has to live.

Adjustable academic seating in the makingAnd it lives despite a gig we sort of have on Lyrics. My One came up with one of her dubious, investment deals. She'll rent the classroom and I'll play an educational professional if we can supply adjustible seating and other interactive educational software. My One thinks this is more fun than making clothes for Petrichor.

Making sittable toroids without sit balls is not as easy as it looks. Only try this in a sandboxWe have catapulted ourselves out of our building rut. Who needs New Year's resolutions. Sunday night, we figured out how to get the desks to adjust using a menu and look half decent. Monday we worked on the seating. It took more than fifty tries to get success. You're looking at an out take. The desks now need a flooring/skybox allowance and their "llSay" commands "remmed out" and of course textures, but the hard part is done. Now we have some media makers and presentation scripts to whip into shape. It's amazing how far rudimentary (and our scripting knowledge is just that!) scripting knowledge and persistence can take you.

Iyoba and Petrichor wait for a train at Yeoedeol Central StationMeanwhile, Petrichor and I both needed some recreation and what was better than to ride the "Big Boy Train" at Yeodeol Central Station near White's Workshop. The station is where all the action is. All you have to do is wait on a bench until a train comes by, right click it, and select DRIVE. You get a temporary HUD and can control the train either by adjusting the HUD or track switches. The narrow gague tracks span nearly two sims, and the course changes each time as the train follows different configurations.

Iyoba and Petrichor ride the sleek, yellow train in the tunnels near Yeodeol Central Station.There are loop de loops and tunnels as well as bridges and some spots that defy gravity and engineering. Even for a Zooby parent using a traditional carry, rather than a chest attachment, the trains offer a secure, safe ride. And yes, the trains come in a variety of colors and run whether being ridden or not.

An empty green train barrels down the tracks near Yeodeol Central StationOf course Yeodeol Central Station was a no brainer choice for the Do It Better/Only the Best List, but it is a no brainer in the best way anything can fit that categeory. It's been on the list before. It's hard to stay there two years in a row, but it doesn't leave our memory. Before my One paid for Petrichor, I took Jurgis and we rode the trains at Yeodeol Central Station. After Petrichor was born, the second or third place we visited was Yeodeol Central Station. If Yeodeol Central Station disappeared, it would leave a hole in my One's, Petrichor's, and my life.

White is Hyacinth Resident and he plants his name sake all over the placeHopefully, Yeodeol Central Station can fill spaces in other avatarim and One teams' lives, but as my One and I learned in ">Cedar Creek, going for a train ride is not everybody's idea of one of the most fun things to do in Second Life. Fortunately, anyone willing to walk around in near the tracks can find sonething interesting.

A Calliope plays by the canal near Yeodeol Central StationAnd of course I don't just mean flowers, though as my One Who Thinks She Knows will tell you, plants make her day. I'm not sure if this calliope played any sounds because my One wanted to listen to either Spotify or All Things Considered as we rode around. You have to humor a One who is always out of sorts.

Iyoba rides the bull with Petrichor. We live dangerously near Yeodeol StationAnd then there is the bull. For some he might be more exciting than the train. My One thinks he is really a bison trapped in a pen and plenty happy to buck and throw avatarim around. My son was securely strapped to me. He is a bit amusement parkp-starved these days so the bull ride did him good. Remember, as an avie I can fall off a 200 meter mountain and not suffer a scratch. That's a good thing to know.

This beaver is one of several perpetually building a dam near Yeodeol Central StationOf course, some of the beauty of the county surrounding a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/YEODEOL/162/128/27" target="_blank" class="ordinary">Yeodeol Central Station is how many creations are NOT mesh or even very advanced sculpties. These beavers are realistic, somewhat mobile, have all the right details, but also very old school. In short, there is much to said for lots of old school trains, plenty of scenery, and a quiet town with much to see and do, as well as owners who do not care if you try and never buy. a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/YEODEOL/162/128/27" target="_blank" class="ordinary">Yeodeol Central Station deserves to return as One of the Best. We do it better!

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- January 10, 2017

Skin in the Game?

Petrichor builds a sandcastle at Play and Learn ParkOther parents don't talk at the Zooby Store, and Play and Learn Park is often empty. It wasn't empty last night, but the parent there was silent. She had two lovely, red haired twins. Perhaps the other Zooby mother had to do something in real life. My One Who Thinks She Knows says that Second Life can be more asynchronous than it seems.

Ivy Boarding School is not yet ready for prime timeSo my One came up with another idea. "Let's go to family role play sims as a way to meet Zooby parents." This sounded reasonable. So my One read the Forums in search of role play/family community advertisements. She found several, and we were off. Our first location, Ivy Boarding School had a playground with a working spinner, but was under construction.

Home Sweet Home at Cedar CreekCedar Creek appeared more promising. It was a town for families, some of whom had to include prim children and therefore parents like me. It also had a large police station, and a jail with one inmate. Something about the place troubled me though. I've worked as a landlord's agent too often not to notice all the for rent signs and empty buildings. There was also at least one rented building that was empty. Had the tennant abandoned her space and why? Empty buildings could mean a new investment, but they also mean a sim that can't support itself, and if you can't pay your rent in Second Life...

Cedar Creek real estate sign Still my One realized we might be able to start a retail business founding a Jewish outreach center. Neither my One nor I are qualified enough to be rabbot (The plural of rabba, which is the female of rabbi). Still we could have a Nach Yomi and parshiot sessions. It might be fun. It wouldn't break our bank and we could keep our pied a terre in a community that was not so strictly themed. We went looking for the real estate agent. "We could lose ten dollars and it would not kill us... " It was skin the game. Maybe we needed some skin in the game.

What people in Lyric do for fun I don't know if it was my One or I who saw the minimap first. We both look at the thing religiously to see if anyone is nearby and that was how we saw the real estate agent flying. He flew right in front of us too. Now in Second Life this would normally be totally unremarkable. It was remarkable because I couldn't fly. The sim would not let visitors fly. I told my One: "Someone likes to flaunt their power." Then we finally found a copy of the sim rules and covenant. They prohibited "older sculptie furniture" and "unusual devices" If we were residents, neither our Zwickies nor our Sprinkler Tinkler Mega Fountain, which shoots eggplants, kidney beans, avocados, and more would be welcome. If we set up a Jewish outreach center, and used a home made sculpture to dispense educational links, we'd get in trouble for not having a properly decorative mesh bookcase. I was glad we knew ahead of time.

Iyoba sits on the jungle gym with Petrichor in Lyrics Lyrics had openings for various jobs that paid tips. This sounded great. The place only took up half a sim, which meant that it had a better chance of being financially stable. And they needed both a landlord's assistant and at least one school teacher.

The receptionist is a bot but this is a land office at LyricsI even had the good luck to meet the mayor, and ask Her Honor all sorts of questions about the job. That's when it came out. She said we'd have to live here. I could hear my One scream "Pay to play!" Later she remembered that if you can't pay your rent in Second Life...

Little boxes made of prims at Lyrics...sorry I can't resistTo my One's and my credit, we weren't rude in our reply. We even talked Zooby for a bit. The truth is: this is a tightly covenanted community. You can see the houses. I hate houses like this. You can walk down one street after another (I think this house was on Harmony Cove Inlet) and see small yards, no gardens, no bee hives, no public access to water, no public parks, no where to catch a bus.... You will see cars, snowmobiles, RV's, and motorcycles.

They paved paradise on Harmony Cove Inlet Quite frankly, building a town in Second Life is an opportunity to do better. My One and I both ask: "Is this all you want?" We also realize that many people would have the same reaction to Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again, saying it's old fashioned or not materialistic when they are in the mood for euphemisms. I call it paradise. We have a garden, zwickies, bees, and Ozimals rabbits. There is privacy for bathing the baby, and the Sprinkler Tinkler Mega Fountain when I feel like fun as well as a personal ferris wheel. My One and I both knew that people with our tastes would be a disaster, on a heavily "residential" themed sim, and yes I wonder why anyone would opt for a two story, monstrosity, with a big fence, and no yard and lots of mechanical toys and dull prim furniture, but I wouldn't use fiat to outlaw it. If I rented big enough parcels for them, I'd let anyone build a McMansion. I would certainly have no issues with such people as my neighbors.

Here is the school on Lyrics And yes, my One had a plan for our working on Lyrics. This would be our work environment if we got the job. Yes, you know what we wrote above, but my One has an idea and so do I. This classroom needs a redesign. There are currently four students ranging from age three to seventeen. Sitting them in rigid rows unable to work together or break out into groups doesn't work. In fact it invites bedlam and an authoritarian backlash. That can be a fun role play for a school setting, but it should be one choice of several. We can of course make much better classroom furniture. Would Her Honor rent the classroom as retail space? Does she only accept mesh furniture?

Right now my One has decided to chit chat with two parent groups that are not very active and hope she gets to meet people. We can keep watching Play and Learn Park and visit stores that sell Zooby items that are discretionary purchases. And we can make our pitch and see what happens. I wish we could do better than this, but at least we should give ourselves A for effort.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- January 5, 2017

Gathering Shattered Pieces

Sunshine over ban lined home on Wild You know with a name like that, that something has happened, and indeedp my One has a platter of excuses, including a flash drive that failed spectacularly, and a bunch of stuff that while not unpleasant, is unbloggable. A One Who Thinks She Knows has to have her secrets. My One says that we are going to pick up where we left off four months ago.

We can really do that. We are still working on the Explore SL Spreadsheet. I've also been working with my One to take care of our Zwickies and my Zooby son Petrichor. We've even been working on our Only the Best list even though we lost Zupera Park. If you can't pay your rent in Second Life...

Petrichor in blue onesie pajamas Where we've bogged down is our research into virtual child parenting. We're pretty much where we were in July, which means that Petrichor and I are happy together. He is growing. We have a speaking HUD that gives him a 100 word vocabulary and the rudiments of conversation. He doesn't always make sense, but toddlers don't do that in real life either. He also is clearly a creature of his world, and his own experience which kind of makes up for the more than occasional nonsequitur.

Iyoba, Petrichor, and two Zwickies on the porch at Stinky Stinky Has Moved Again But our knowledge about bonding is pretty much where it was when my One wrote this. Petrichor of course walks now. He uses a potty, and he is weaned. We no longer buy consumables from Zooby except for clothing scripts. The food, processed snack bites, and before that a few flavors of mush tore it. Petrichor could eat a cracker. Therefore, he could have real food, and so he does. He has stage toys, and his greatest need is to walk about. He also needs more language than Zooby gives him. We have a talker HUD for that that lets him express himself pretty much as a toddler should.

I don't blame Zooby for their shortcomings, and not because you can't please everybody, even though you can't. It is simply much harder to create a simulated (virtual) toddler than it is to create a simulated, very young infant. The computing power to do the ideal job doesn't exist. The program behind the virtual baby would have to be able to learn. That's not going to happen any time soon. Being able to attach a baby to something other than a hand as the default hold, would be a more realistic goal, but the One and I have improvised a fix for that. And yes, Petrichor is still cute, loveable, and smart, with a bit of a nasty edge to his personality. He's a talking toddler of course, and Laurie Anderson said: "Language is a virus!"Our Petrichor is contageous.

Iyoba and Petrichor experiment with a personal ferris wheel Iyoba built in the Shinonome Sandbox All that said, neither of us has any idea how typical or atypical (We can't be unique) our experience with Petrichor is. It's hard to find Zooby parents (or other virtual baby parents)willing or unwilling to talk. Some of this is because Zooby babies are not particularly portable. Unless you attach one to your chest or spine, you can't ride a bike, ski, or dance with them. A few sims are also decidedly baby unfriendly as well.

But there's more, and it's deeper. Virtual parenting IS A DEVIANT SUBCULTURE! within the somewhat deviant world of Second Life. Virtual parenting is NOT deviant because it involves crime, or because virtual parents are victims of crime. It is DEVIANT because it violates certain articles of faith (philosophical/cultural norms???) that exist in twenty-first century American culture.

Sleeping kitty on Sapporo


And believe it or not my One thinks this is pretty much all of it. To be a successful virtual parent is to be a heretic.

Un chien goes like a big boy on Paris Champs Elysees And privacy is a heretic's best friend. That is probably some of the reason that Zooby babies are not as portable as they could be. Being out and about with a Zooby Baby is an act of rebellion. Privacy is also as shield. "What I do on my OWN sim with my friend/partner etc... is my own business."

This means there are few Zooby baby chat groups, and the Play and Learn Park where parents can rezz their Zooby children and where child avatarim can also roam is often more empty than one would expect.

Iyoba stands with Petrichor in the lily pads in a rain room on Slow That the beliefs virtual parents violate are not necessarily true enough to be articles of faith, somehow doesn't fully penetrate. All it takes is finding the right language and realizing that other people in other places do differently, to realize that these are a fairly arabitrary set of rules, and rules that need a change. There is no hard line between real and fake, except on a true-false test. If there were a hard line, than works of imagination such as movies, novels, and drama could not exist.

A golden record revolves on a retro turntable Sacred is an arbitrary term except perhaps where disgust is involved, and Zooby babies are not disgusting. They are not perfect imitations and now and again I've discussed comparisons of Zooby children to their biological counterparts. For some reason, this discussion feels liberating and not at all weird, perhaps because technical talk tends not to be moralistic.

Whether one should imitate humans (or animals for that matter) is a debate as old as human kind. Think Second Commandment, but also think dolls, statues, puppets. Think of the story of Pinocchio.

Petrichor in his count me in outfit in the sandbox on Shinonome And last but not least, other cultures handle the whole almost-human doll thing much better than we do. A Japanese man can take his pillow girlfriend to a restaurant, and in Thailand there is a "real life" equialent of virtual children.

Iyoba jumps for joy on returning to SUNO Island And why should an empty nester, a person who never had a child of a particular gender, a person with no children etc... be deprived of a partial/virtual experience and have to make do with nothing because it violates someone else' idea of the sacred? Half a loaf is usually better than an empty plate.

But the One Who Thinks She Knows says we need to learn about the virtual parenting experience and bonding from those other than ourselves, so we can find the right, good, words to break all virtual parents (or most of them) out of the heretics' closet. Alas, we're still stuck, and even more alas, we have a long way to go.

Iyoba BatOni with help from Eileen H. Kramer -- January 2, 2017


Long Overdue Do-it-Better /Only the Best Places for 2016

Plance Name Why include it.
Q8 Royal Q8 Play games, dance, enjoy the beach, and sample Kuwaiti hospitality in an elegant and monumental setting.
ACC Alpha and Sparquerry Second Life can really be more beautiful than "the real world" and you can explore these two sims for days.
Wilanow Palace Ornate, Polish, original, full of furniture and fun. Explore, play the monster, grand piano; dance or roller skate in the ball room.
Black Basalt Beach A sim of unusual natural beauty only matched by the beautiful way owners treat guests. Please leave prim children at home.
Energy Large enough to always be busy. Small enough to never feel empty. The atmosphere is respectful. The music and furniture are fun. It's where the people are.
Space 4 Art A large and vibrant art sim, with multistory galleries full of paintings and photos, sculpture gardens, temp rezzers, shallow ocean landscape, hang gliding, and more. Plenty to explore, and reason to return.
Yeodeol Central Station Nature, a small Dutch town, technology, scenery, animals, and then you can ride the trains in several course configurations for as long as you like, and face it, you may just need to ride the train.
Africa Live This is real, positive, Africa in Second Life. There is art, culture, animals, instruments, and things to do.
Master's Park It may not be around forever, but this park more rides and attractions, and more sophisticated rides and attractions than just about any other. The metaverse needs more amusement parks!