This entry should be filed under the Rosanna Cam rather than the Millercam because it was sent by my good friend Rosanna Himmel who spotted this person (probably a relation of Vivi) in the park getting all fired up about the Virtual Kennel Club dogs.
Notice how even Turesa, who normally thinks nothing of running up and goosing anything with a pulse, is keeping a safe distance.
I took a total of three photos at The (Third) Annual Turing Isle St. Patrick’s Day Party this year because I was well busy trying to get Logan to film it properly. The film should be done any day now, but in the mean time here are two of the photos that I did take.
Please welcome Hazey and Cephus who live on Turing Isle II and who came to the Paddy’s Day party for the first time this year and brought their own inimitable sort of lunacy to the event.
Hazey got stuck in a bad yayy…
and Cephus wore a dress.
We are all so proud of you both (-:
This year was the third Annual St. Patricks Day Party at Turing Isle. (I’ve been the official machinimatographer at two of them.) We invited all out friends to come and dance and drink and party and bring their dogs and generally have a good time.
There were decorations and catering by Blu Heron (can we please have a few more roadkill grills next year Blu?) and green beer and a Coin Hunt organised by Blu and Blu and dancing and dogs and drinking and a raffle ball (some people won a dog!) and Cephus won a dress and did I say dancing and beer?
You can download a better quality version here: Turing_Isle_St_Patricks_Day_Party_2009
Logan and I were out on the job with Austin, looking at the NHS educational Sims in Second Life. But Austin fell asleep in a wine bar, so me and Logan went exploring on our own.
Here we are checking the MillerMail in an internet cafe.
Then we took the bus to the pizza place and had lunch. Logan has appalling taste in pizza, cheese and olives and tomato and crap like that. I ordered road kill but had to settle for pepperoni. Oddly enough (or not as the case may be) you can hardly tell them apart.
After lunch we went for a wander around and we found a guy that had been run over by a truck
…and the truck had crashed into the fence…
…and was about to be asploded…
I was just getting onto the Miller phone to call for an ambulance when I realised that it was a roleplay for the hospital people and the emergency people. The bloke on the sidewalk wasn’t really dead (‘cos the guy driving the truck wasn’t going fast enough to kill him). He was only pretending to have sustained massive injuries, to his body and his head so that the nurses would go for could tend to him. He was doing a good job of it though, I reckon that if he kept it up, people would feel sorry for him and impressionable women would fawn over him and want to marry him and all sorts of crazy behaviour.
…anyway…
Logan and I got hungry again so we nipped down to the corner shop and got some crisps and a can of beer and stumbled off to the tube station.
Down in the Tube station at midnight half past four in the afternoon. (Doesn’t really have the same ring to it does it?)
We missed the first train my moments so we stood and waited for the next one and tried not to look at this sign, for we remember well what became of poor Da5id. He wasn’t putting it on.
(And Found Again)
Logan got a call from the new lady at Turing Isle II, her name is Asia Connell. She was worried because she couldn’t find one of her dogs, so I went to investigate. I plugged in the Miller Wrox Dog Detector Device and we were at her side quicker than you can say, “A mega double chilli whopper frankenbaby burger with all the relish and lettuce and crap, a side of fries and a large pineapple and passion fruit shake, please mate”.
It turned out that she’d gone to visit Hazey’s dog and got locked into the house. Here are Selma (the Wolfhound) and Daisy (the Old English Sheepdog) looking out the window and wondering when someone will come home and let them out.
Logan and Austin’s students came to the University Island to build some SL things and get some practice in so that they will be able to display great skill in the building of Machinima sets.
What was once a quiet and peaceful island was suddenly covered in….. stuff!
Stuff… on the ground… and in the sky
The chess players built a shanty town in the north west
and they imported pink cars
I always thought chess pieces were meant to be small, but perhaps I was wrong. The people that made this go to a university and they are getting a lot betterer education than wot I did, so presumably they know all about the relative proportions of cars in relation to chessmen, and I do not.
This person is building a night club
…on goes the roof and…
Blimey! I don’t want to be rude, but your club’s a bit of a nightmare innit? It hurts my eyes.
This enterprising person built a house and parked their spaceship on the deck.
Austin found a shed that he fancied for his garden…
…and went in and made himself right at home
He does this a lot.
Windfarm. I think this is a comment about Austin’s Lectures.
This one is my favourite. It’s called Dan’s Church and Diner.
I took Blu and Rico to see it too. But the neighbourhood was already going downhill by then.
I ate there every night for a week. They did a rockin’ roadkill grill.
It’s a shame that it’s not there now. I guess it’s Easy Come Easy Go, in the Church n Diner business.
Finally… there is this guy…
I fear that there is really nothing that even I can say about this.
As often happens, Dad had to go to see a Lady about a dog, and
As often happens, Dad got into a bit of a muddle, and
As often happens, I had to go help him out.
So I rounded up Logan and we teleported to the Lady’s island to take a look.
Now, I don’t mind telling you that I was a bit worried when I saw this place, I mean, we heard the stories in school about the sort of people that live in castles and about how they distress their damsels and worse still how they then blame it on the dragons and give them a lot of grief about it. I’m glad that Logan doesn’t celebrate St. George’s Day, ‘cos I’ve read about that guy, and he was the worst of them all. To be honest, I find any celebration of that sort of behaviour, really rather disturbing.
So anyway, we walk up to the entrance and we wait for the drawbridge to come down. I was still wondering about how all this might turn out, but Dad needed my help. If he needed me to rescue him from the castle, then I had to be brave.
Eventually the drawbridge comes down and I take a deep breath, we start to walk across and I wonder if the Port Cullis will fall down on my head.
Finally we get inside and maaaan, this place is BIG. I could be lost in here for weeks! Or I could have been thrown into the dungeons and tortured and I no one would ever know. I bet there’s not very good cellphone coverage out here. And look at this…
I coulda been bombarded with rocks before I had even got to ring the door bell.
But, all my fears were unfounded, just listen to what the nice lady said:
Mar Shilova: hola
Mar Shilova: que dragon mas precioso!
Mar’s translator: that most beautiful dragon!
Mar Shilova: me encanta!
Miller: i am BEAUTIFUL!
Mar’s translator: I love it!
.
I am BEAUTIFUL! See? Cazaluff, you see? “Most beautiful dragon!”
That is ME!
Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!
Today is the birthday of my mate Cephus. He is even older than Logan. We went to Hazey’s house to party but there weren’t any dancing girls only Logan and Hazey and Hazey’s friends. This is all very nice and that… but not quite the same thing, you know?
It didn’t take Cephus long to get the guitar out and start rockin.
I called up BB and Tone and Jonny Lang, but they said “Dude, we not scared”. I called EC too, but he was already gone to bed. I was gonna call JJ after that, but he’s the coolest already so I didn’t see the point in bothering him with it.
and then…. we had FIREWORKS! YAYYYYY!!
We also had hot dogs and beer by the campfire but the hotdogs weren’t so hot. Cephus tell your missus that they’re a lot better on the same day that she runs them over. The beer was good though, it made Logan’s typing even worse than normal…. and erm, it made me forget to take a picture. Dammit!
Today is the preview for the new Virtual Kennel Club Dog – The Old English Sheepdog.
We are at the Isle of Dogs for a very special event where for a limited period of time the dogs are allowed to choose their new owners. There were a heap of people there and we were all really excited. In fact there were so many people that Logan had to add more avatars to the sim and still we were full*.
This is one of the new dogs, aren’t they great? Me and Logan are going to get one too. This is Daisy who belongs to Hazey Bigbear. I took the photo at a party in her house when the dogs were released officially.
*So it is probably a good thing that the dog collection man didn’t tell his group about it.
This is the new promo photo for the Virtual Kennel Club Dog Park at Turing Isle that I took for the spring time. The dogs are here along with Blu and Cazaluff and Logan and Me.
