No… not one of my distant relations… but a web site where people send their pictures of Second Life. I am there too, I found this picture from Ebi. I think he is making a joke about Logan.
Author Archives: miller
Hot on the heels…
…of Raving and Krasy is Ebi Ebi. He lives on the island with us, has dogs and yes, you guessed it, he’s barking mad like the rest of them. Last night he miniaturised his victorian house, made it physical and threw it off Logan’s platform. He and Logan lost sight of it as it fell and they had to spend half an hour looking for it. If Blu finds out, she’ll probably be cross.
The house must have bounced a long way because when they found it, it was in the water almost all the way back to Ebi’s house-on-sticks-in-the-water in on the far end of the island.
If you are wondering why there is a giant tool chest in the water under the water house, just don’t ask, this is SL remember, everyone is mad and anything can happen. And just look at the posts under the water house, they don’t go all the way to the bottom. It is just floating there. Logan and Blu assured me it was safely anchored down. Dammit!
Moon
We went to this house which is built on sticks in the water to look at the Moon. They told me that the house is completely safe and it won’t sink or get hit by an oil tanker… but the people doing the telling are the same people that do the falling off the chair from 700 metres thing, so I’m suspicious, innit. Anywhere here’s the house and the Moon, I like them they are cool.
Logan did yogart or something, I dunno what that was about, I was too busy admiring the Moon.
Mafia Hit-Woman
I know that some people think that I am a bit of a gobby twat, but this is ridiculous. Who on earth could I possibly have upset badly enough to have this hit-woman come looking for me. Talk about overkill, I mean, just LOOK at the size of that gun. Preposterous. How dangerous do they think I am?
But there is more, not only was a mafia hit-woman sent to get me, but she was an alien mafia -hit-woman. After I foiled her assassination attempt, she discarded her human disguise and made a run for her spaceship… this what she really looks like.
Raving and Krasy
It was Blu’s Birthday today and they had a party for her at Turing Isle. There was a fashion show and then there was dancing and then there was a singer.
This woman is called Raving, she was one of the models in the show.
And this woman is called Krasy, she lives in a bladdy great house on Turing and she has VKC dogs and she is mates with Blu and Logan. The were playing this really stupid game where they ride up into the sky on a chair and then fall back down onto their faces. They were laughing and yelling and Krasy Aarse said that it was, “The best thing ever.”
Neither of them look mad or dangerous, but it is hard to tell, because apparently psychopathic axe-wielding maniacs look just the same as everyone else. Just look at these people, are they fine, upstanding, pillars of the community, or dangerous lunatics? And how can you tell?
I took some more photos of the show and the party and gave them to Logan, you can see the rest of them here: Blu’s Party Photos.
She must be joking
Logan has dogs, right? A lot of dogs. Not as many dogs as Blu… but really quite a lot of dogs. Some live on Turing Isle with us and some live at that Anglia place. A lot of dogs, look here are most of them.
But, if she thinks that the bus driver is going to let her on with all of them, she must be joking.
Dogs on the Hillside
I had to help Logan’s friend with some Linux and stuff, so we went to the place where she was working. Most of the time I was grafting away and Logan was going something like, “Zzzzzzzzzzzz…….” (which is actually quite good, because it leaves me in peace). Anyway, we stopped for a break and Logan and her friend were talking about some old rubbish and I was looking around and I saw Logan’s friend’s dog on the hillside looking out to sea.
A bit later on when we had finished, the brown dog had come back and I was looking around again on the MIllercam and there was another dog, on the same hillside, almost in the same spot, looking out to sea.
I wonder what they are watching for? If it is a boat coming to liberate them, I want to go too.
Snow
You Second Life people are all crazy. Crazy, I say. CRAZY.
Logan had to go out on location in the snow to find a place to photograph for a background that Vavoom! could superimpose a picture of a kennel over. Crazy, see…? I told you already. Anyway there we were lining up a shot without any random crap in the background and it’s cold and Logan is moaning because it is cold and I am moaning because it is cold and Logan is moaning because I am getting on her case and I am moaning because she’s getting on my case and I’m telling her that she should have worn a woolly and a coat and a scarf and all that and she’s telling me that I am an arrogant little cretin and some other word which I don’t know how to spell and then suddenly we see there’s this guy in a police uniform making a road block. WTF?
I was all set to get on the phone to Dad and tell him not to let Rolo drive and to watch out for the helicopters, and to make sure that his stash was like… well stashed. But, then we realised that there is only him there with two cars and we’re thinking that there should be more cops and cars and stuff if it’s a proper road block. We noticed that he lives in that house there, so we think this is probably what it’s like that every morning when he’s getting the car out for the missus before he goes to work.
Crazy.
Grandad
Look who Dad dug up, it’s Grandad. He’s looking a bit pale and skinny, he probably should have been left in the ground, but it’s too late now I guess. Dad says it’s not his Dad, but I mean, no one even knows who who me Mum is*, so how would he find her Dad? Besides, if you took that bucket off Grandad’s head, I bet they’ve got the same haircut.
Anyway, don’t be fooled by Grandad looking a bit pale, skinny and stiff, he’s actually very alert and still pretty able. Just look what happened when this poor woman walked past, the old pervert grabbed her and molested her.
And look at this one too, Dad was trying to look the other way whilst Grandad was copping a feel, but doesn’t he look like Alf Garnet?
Rule Brittania mate! Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!
If you’re wondering why he looks a bit brown, apparently around this time there was some accident where he put his skin and his trousers into a dog, but I didn’t really understand all that, sounded like a lot of old cojones to me.
*I asked Dad about her but he won’t say much except that she was a bit of an old dragon. I wonder what happened to the rest of her.
Caption Contest
Please submit your captions below in the comment box (-:
Here’s mine: Aaaahhhhhhaaaaaahhaaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa !!
Oh, but wait… I’m getting wet too. Still not as wet as Logan.