Cogs around the clock - My Second™ Blogger Party

I almost forgot the blogger day, it is tonight!

Hopefully I received three notifications in a row from Zoe during the afternoon, it was impossible to miss it.

The notecard says:

Feeling a little SL(tm)ow these days?
Or SL(tm)utty? Or hasSL(tm)ed?(hmm, what are all these tm between brackets for...I don't get it)

The March Second Life Blogger Party will be in the Clocktower of Edloe Island where everyone can spend a little time together to wait out the impending clarification on the new trademark rules coming out Monday.(and on Monday the buzz will buzz again...)

Sunday March 30, 2008
1:00PM - 4:00PM(if my calculations are correct it is from 10:00PM to 1:00AM here given that we changed to summer-time this morning)

Really bad 80's music courtesy of Crap Mariner of the What Is This Crap? weblog, which will be changing its URL mid-party as a result of the new rules.(????-They will have to explain this one...)

See ya there!
Crap Mariner
idiot-In-Chief of Edloe and Nowhereville Islands(so we will be two, welcome to the club!)

The Clocktower of Edloe Island

PS: If you haven't gotten one already, be sure to ask for one of Kit's Floaty TM Symbol sets.(I have got mine, no worry;)

As I am ahead from schedule, arriving at 8:PM my time, I have a little rest among the cogs.

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Now people are coming, Crap is the first and I also can see GoSpeed Racer and Nika Dreamscape, so I publish the post and focus on the party from now.

Between the wish and the thing life lies waiting.
Unknown

Continuation with some more people.

Now that I am duly registered and marked...


...and so is Arm, even flying and considering people from the ceiling...


...somewhat amazed by Crap's capabilities to behave as a fly...


...people is arriving little by little.


Now we are warned, the tower is hungry...


At last Zoe has arrived and is referring to a beard whose owner I do not know.


Maybe the dragon is actually the real danger of the tower, nobody is dancing close to it, it is a hint.


Finally I detach my shoes from the cog and come on the dance floor.


You can admire Crap's swaying stance.

Some people tap their feet, some people snap their fingers, and some people sway back and forth. I just sorta do 'em all together, I guess.
Elvis Presley
US rock singer (1935 - 1977)

my first Blogger Day

On Sunday night (for me it was past 11PM) I went to my first blogger party.

When I arrived I was really impressed, small place and a lot of people with some celebrities like Zoe Connolly and Vint Falken that I therefore had the possibility to see "in real" inworld.

My (future) legendary shyness prevented me from immediately approaching all these bloggers who were mostly frenetically dancing.




Zoe was not dancing, but I guess it was because of her paraphernalia.




Actually it is preferible not to move too much when you wear a nitroglycerinized outfit.




A strange catfish was undulating in the middle of the room, remotely scrutinized by a neko I know now pretty well. Nekos love fishes, these two will certainly have something to share by the end of the night.




Being bolder and bolder, I approached with my camera (my body staying prudently outside) so as to better see Vint's right ear that was the most clear-cut part of her body, I even was able to see the spots of the inner ear.




Apparently Vint was more interested by her close neighbor and she neglected the catfish (maybe better for the catfish after all)




But her neighbor seemed not to pay attention to her, maybe she was another anti-neko...?




And yet Vint insisted, I am sure she was dating her by IM.




Finally she was jacked in and she resumed her surveillance of the catfish (looked like an idée fixe...)




Miss Vint Falken, a Great Lady.




As I am not neko-allergenic (unless she is hypo-allergenic) I came closer to Vint.

Actually it was to be with her on the same photo, it is always good to show off a little.




Later in the night I was the only one still dancing, the others had an interesting conversation.

I must admit I still does not know what an Akismet or askimet is...

I have to learn some more tutorials I guess.

Next time I will ask CodeBastard (unfortunately I had not the opportunity to chat with her this night)

By the way where is the catfish...? Hum, Vint is stroking her stomach, maybe a hint...




Crap Mariner must live in space, he does not know gravity.




At least Elusyve Jewel did catch a big fish, and Vint is playing with cogs.




Almost everybody has gone and I stayed a little with Lillie Yifu.




Lillie, another Grande Dame.



Blogs

Zoe Connolly

Vint Falken

Tiessa Montgolfier

Lillie Yifu

CodeBastard Redgrave

Crap Mariner

Elusyve Jewell

Sorry for all the others that I forgot to notice during the party, but Vint's eyes hypnotized me so much...

The first step in blogging is not writing them but reading them.
Jeff Jarvis, BuzzMachine, 07-10-2006

Zoe Connolly, where are you?

Yesterday (or was it the day before?) I went to Penzance airfield with the hope to see Zoe.

She was not here, but I met some of her friends.

GrahamRoss McCulloughMust be Scottish...


Mishi Rossini with GrahamRossBoth working on a new plane

Mishi said he had problems with the cockpit, I would say he should first worry about the wings, but it is only my humble piece of advise.

As I didn't want to be in their way, I decided to practise a little with the free plane J8ke Hawker gave me, a Hawker Demon Mk.1

It reminds me my Daemon bird.

LOL

Or -o- I should say now.

Air Sofian Caledon

As empty vessels make the loudest sound, so they that have least with are the greatest babblers.
Plato
Greek author & philosopher in Athens (427 BC - 347 BC)

Thank you Ms Connolly

trying to fly with my arms...
Hopefully a nice guy explained me that the plane was well-equipped.

where is my parachute?
I just realized I had forgotten to take some flying lessons before.

thank you Zoe for the late warning


Now some more movement, I hope your heart is healthy, try not to vomit on my shoes.



For my second flight, after a drawn-out take-off and a short tour I made sort of landing.



Laughing is not allowed.

Join Zoe's team at the airfield.

I know of only one bird - the parrot - that talks; and it can't fly very high.
Wilbur Wright, declining to make a speech in 1908
US airplane designer & aviation pioneer with brother Orville Wright (1867 - 1912)

The Insatiable Zoe Connolly

Oups!

Here is the Inimitable Zoe Connolly:

CURIOSITY, n. An objectionable quality of the female mind. The desire to know whether or not a woman is cursed with curiosity is one of the most active and insatiable passions of the masculine soul.
Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary
US author & satirist (1842 - 1914)