Dillon Levenque

I just used Chrome to browse to 'Second Life Marketplace' on Google. The image below was in the informational window that opens on the right side of the page. Why it used that grab for the image I have no idea. Anyone know the methodology for those things? Does Google just browse their own Images, or what?

Yes, it is about time! I was getting ready to start a "Has anyone seen Sukubia?" thread. ? Good to see you're not gone altogether. I like your yard; I especially like your door sentinels. My yard is entirely empty atm as I just dragged my cottage across the street yesterday, but even where it was the yard was under-developed. I'm looking forward to some landscape shopping.

I know someone who should be almost ready for Mercer Mayer; I'll pass that along to her dad. He himself was very fond (as was I) of the Trumpets. I was always on the lookout for those.

:-)

/me deftly returns serve, giving nothing away. "Hey, Rhonda. What's up?"

Aviva, I'll add my agreement to what Belinda said: "It may appear to be a strong social circle and maybe in some ways it is, but we're all individuals just trying to make the best of SL and having fun." I first came here in 2009, after being in SL for about a year. I'm pretty sure my first post was a question, too. Yes, we are in a way a 'social circle'. But it's an open circle. Welcome.

I appear to be in a miniscule minority in this regard. I LIKE unoccupied mainland in SL. I live in a patch of it. I love empty places. Seriously. Here are some pictures of places less than an hour's drive from my RL home. Two pictures from Monterey: Cannery Row and Fisherman's Wharf (which strikes me as something that might be a fun idea for SL). The third picture is on the opposite side of the Santa Lucia Mountains, not far west of Greenfield on the edge of the Salinas Valley. If you turn left after crossing that bridge you can drive through the mountains, along the Arroyo Seco River at first then over a divide and along the Carmel River, all the way to Carmel. Do it in the early Spring if we've had a little rain and you'll think you're in Ireland. I like Monterey. I even like Fisherman's Wharf, tourists not-withstanding. But I spend FAR more time in places like the third picture. Am I a minority of One?

Dillon's Log, Stardate 55749.7 I did all this once before. There was a rather long-lived thread about strengthening the SL Community. I finally contributed, and I showed myself as is, was, and would be. With details. This time I'll be more brief. I became aware of my transgender nature (and my bisexuality) much later in life than is typically the case. I was grown. An adult. With a family. I didn't have to go through any of the anguish that so many girls have done because they lived with it through puberty or even earlier. It was easy for me; I just sort of said, "Huh. Never knew that, but okay. That's who I am." The trouble was that I started experimenting. It escalated. I began stealing more time to explore myself. I crossed lines. I realized that if I continued I'd keep escalating. So I stopped. Purged. Tossed all my outfits and (costume) jewelry and the rest just the way I'd aquired it: a bit at a time. Let my online identity go dormant. A few years passed. I seemed to be dealing with my suppressed persona well enough, but it was always there; I was never without it. Then I happened across an article about Second Life. That's Dillon's story. My story. Our identities have mingled so much we use the wrong names sometimes when we check our emails. The funny thing is, I've met such wonderful people and given and received so much affection that I sometimes lose sight of the reason I'm here in the first place. Almost. I don't worry, though. Dillon's here to stay.

Not long after I started (going on ten years ago) I happened to meet a DJ who I've stayed in contact with ever since (even during the few years I was virtually absent inworld). Everywhere she worked, the clubs were as many have described here: the big draw was the socializing—a bunch of us all 'talking' in text. That was one of the coolest things I discovered here: you could talk right through the music without interrupting the audio in the slightest. The DJ in question nowadays has her own club. It's still exactly the same. The chatter in Public is almost non-stop. I won't name it here to avoid making this an advertisement, but her name's in my Picks if you're interested. She's not alone, either. There are still places like that.

I might have exhibited such behavior in RL (infrequently, I'm sure). I seem to recall hearing it mentioned once or twice.

Stop griping and get back to work. That rock ain't gonna move itself, ya know.

What the heck IS an introvert, anyway? Seeking a precise definition I googled and found a definition from a website called "Psychology Today". The woman who wrote it is a PhD, in what I don't know. Now I'm even more confused than I was. I started out grading high for introvert but finished at the other side of the scale. https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/fulfillment-any-age/201403/nine-signs-you-re-really-introvert 1. True without a shadow of a doubt. As written it's an understatement. 2. True, and even more of an understatement. I can't count the number of times I've resolved work problems during the solitary drive home from work; I started taking the long way home as a matter of course probably because of that. 3. Not sure, but sounds about right given that I expect people to be "self-starters". 4. Quite true. In class I would just sit and review answers to tests often, waiting for someone else to be the first to finish. 5. Not sure, but my belief is that the opposite applies for me. I LIKE stating my opinion, usually unbidden. 6. Absolutely not; this is as far from something I'd do as it's possible to be. 7. I've never considered this aspect. It may very well be true for me; I just am not introspective enough to know. 8. Probably true; the opposite would certainly be false. 9. False, as I understand it. I very much enjoy talking to the people from whom I buy my groceries and other things, and with anyone else in line who wants to join in.

More root beer, dear?

Fascinating. I miss a couple of days and return to discover that not only has Rolig insulted me, I dare not respond for fear of invoking the Wrath of Ginger.

I love this idea, and I hope other people toss in some samples in the way of pictures. Can you allow movie characters at a Comicon? This is my favorite costume by far. It was way pre-mesh and the gadgets were scripted within an inch of their lives (lights on the Proton Pack blinked on and off, etc) but I had so-o-o much fun with it.

A long, long time ago.... Someone noticed that an edible plant was growing profusely in a region the band passed through every whew-gasp (their word for Summer) on their annual trek following the mammoth herds. That person had the idea to gather and save some seeds from the plant and then scatter them in an area closer to where they spent the shiver-brrr (their word for Winter). I'm pretty sure that person was a woman, since the women were probably tasked with gathering plant food while the guys were out chasing the mammoth and lying to each other. That's how Agriculture got started. That seems pretty clever to me.

Believe me, wimpy is exactly how I prefer them. Living about ten miles west of the San Andreas makes them a fact of life for me.

To me, at least, the 'screen shake' that happens when one is on a sim about to be reset is very reminiscent of an earthquake (and I've been through a great many of those in RL).

I love this song. Nothing even close to technically exquisite about it, but there is so much history. Bo Diddley wrote it. These guys covered it on their debut album (and many big names have covered it as well). Buddy Holly pretty much gleeped it whole for "Not Fade Away". And so on. The first room I finished in my SL cottage is the front porch, so I can sit out there. You know. Just in case.

The 'blonde' comment reminded me of a moment back in time. The place Naz was DJ'ing always had costume contests, at least on the Saturdays. One night the costume theme was, for want of a better word, "Strumpet". We were supposed to look as immoral and trashy as possible. Sky's the limit in SL, eh? I can't recall my outfit but at the last minute I decided to add a flaming red hairdo, completely against type: I was/am always basic blonde in SL. I suppose I might have done it as a joke because Naz was always a ginger. So I get to the gig and both Naz and her then partner (who is a ginger both SL and RL) were blondes! There was a lot of laughter.

Not really, no. It's simply using your imagination to explore the sandpit with your trusty truck. To me, that sounds a lot like my experience in SL.

Those spaces are there, Sukubia. A couple from what was probably my best road trip ever. Utah, up north of Salt Lake. The flatness is because it was the bottom of Lake Bonneville thousands of years ago. Idaho, somewhere around the southwest corner on the way to Nevada. California, along the Modoc Plateau. It was a bit hazy that day (unusual up there; it's normally stunningly clear with skies you can't believe) but you can still see Mt. Shasta pretty well in the background. It's fifty miles away.

Well, maybe not. Depends on the timing. You already know because you're on the road by now I'm sure, but it could get toasty. "SW Utah" I'm guessing was St. George or around there, suggesting Interstate 15. From there it's on across SW Nevada (desert) through Las Vegas, and on into California and the Mojave Desert. It stays desert all the way to the coast. Hot, hot, hot. When you finally do get to San Diego it should be pretty nice; NWS says it's supposed to top out at 83 today (although it's already 79 at nine o'clock). Actually San Diego's desert, too, but they pipe in water and fake it. Have fun visiting the kids. Downtown San Diego is apparently a lot of fun to visit (I've only bombed through on the freeway a couple of times on the way to Tijuana).

I've never seen it scholarly verified but I believe you're correct. The Russian revolutionaries almost certainly borrowed the concept from the earlier French Revolution, which stressed 'citizen' (citoyen/citoyenne) as a form of address and rank for everyone. Egalitarian, you see. Did away with all that crud with titles. It's used in 'La Marseillaise': Paul Henreid is saying "Aux armes, citoyens!" (To arms, citizens!) with a fist-pump in one of my favorite scenes from one of the greatest movies ever made. Vive la France!

Thanks. I just sent you a quick note in PM about this, too. And you're right about maintaining shape with height on the avatar: very difficult. I thought you looked a lot taller than me the one time I saw you at Sunday Breakfast, but you weren't all that tall. I'm 1.85m, about my RL height. Now I'll be taller.