[SL Moving to the Cloud]

I've had both convertibles and cars with sunroofs; convertibles were better.  I'm not as crazy as Maddy and the Wisconsoners but for a Californian I probably get close. I spent a lot of time driving a Fiat 850 which belonged to a girlfriend. I remember once driving up into the hills with a friend one winter day—probably in the mid-fifties—with the top down. It was a roadster; you only put the top up on a roadster when it's raining hard. I was so enjoying the nimble handling, the sun in my face, the wind whipping around, that I said, "Isn't this great?". I got expletives for an answer and looked over to see him trying to get more of his face into his jacket. He didn't seem to appreciate the moment.

These days my ride only has a sunroof but I do use it often. Better than nothing.

 

Her Fiat wasn't quite this prettied up (it did not have chromed wheels, for instance) but it was structurally the same as this.

[Where are all my friends? Come on in and lets get comfy by the fire!]

Thank you; I loved that! I watched all those movies and I may possibly have owned that soundtrack. I LOVED the soloist doing the "wah, wah wah" with a perfectly straight face. I'm not sure about one of their translations: where the guys sing what sounds like, "Yo, yo, yo, echo" I always heard in the score as "Don't walk to Waco", and  yes I know that doesn't make any sense either.

Liked the 'Man With No Name" up there in the background, too.

[Just Ignore and let this one die]

5 hours ago, Madelaine McMasters said:

I hope you make a better go of retirement than I am, Rhonda.

I'm so busy I'm considering restarting my career to regain some spare time.

Oh, you are SO not doing it right! Of course that's your stock in trade, so what else is new?

I'm still negotiating with my Retired Self; it's been just over six months now and I still haven't managed to even get a schedule arranged; I kind of get up when I want. It's shocking, really. Who knew I was such a lazy bum? I spent all those decades working hard; thinking about what I was doing and trying to find ways to do it better and more efficiently (and I mean EVERYTHING from sweeping the parking lot on up) that retirement has kind of caught me without a plan.

It's like, "Who's in charge here?".

"You, actually."

"Oh. Well then, go ahead and take the day off.  You can take care of that issue tomorrow. What's for lunch?"

I'm actually starting to get better but it really was that bad at first.

[Someone blames me !]

22 hours ago, Pamela Galli said:

Her native language is Greek, for crying out loud. I admire the level of English proficiency she has achieved -- no one but you had any trouble at all understanding her. Who do you think that says more about?

Takissam (display name Takis) is actually a male avatar, as it happens. That has absolutely nothing to do with the relevance of your comment; I just thought I'd mention it. I completely agree with your point, of course.

[Where do you live?]

2 hours ago, Pandora Barzane said:

also from The Netherlands, few km below Amsterdam in an town called Alphen aan den Rijn. I believe we're most famous because our awesome bridgebuilding techniques

 

 

Good grief, I hope that wasn't as horrible as it looked for anyone caught in that. All I could find on Google (in English, that is) were stories from the day it happened; August 3, 2015, and they are of course sketchy on details.

[Ugly wall next to our land]

4 hours ago, Blaise Glendevon said:

No place underlines the quote "L'enfer, c'est les autres" like Mainland residential.

Only if you decide to make it so, I think. I've had many neighbors on mainland; the vast majority of which I got along with fine. Anytime I'd see a new build I'd walk over and introduce myself. Worked for me. I made some friends and I had a lot of fun. Sartre said once the quote is misinterpreted; he used 'les autres' not to mean other people but 'the Other', and (I think) to define that as our opinion of ourselves being shaped by what we think other people think of us.

I've never given a flying fig about the latter, frankly. In SL or RL. That's worked for me too. I yam what I yam. 

[Where do you live?]

4 hours ago, Love Zhaoying said:

I thought your pic was in Oakland, CA! ?

Oakland, CA is a city. It's in Alameda County. If you're interested, It was about 75 there today. All of central/north central coastal California is a bit warmer than usual, which I mind not in the slightest. I just like seeing the sun getting higher in the sky these days. I have to start pretending I don't have the wintertime blues in like September; I just hate seeing the sun get lower and lower. Now, a month plus after solstice it's heading back where I like it. :-)

ETA: Luckily I've never had the summertime blues. They're incurable.

 

[A Derail Thread]

15 hours ago, Sagadin said:

Yes he is from Brazil.

That version of the song is by Juares de Mira, who is from Parana and lives in Rio (juaresdemira.blogspot.com).

Here's his version of "Everybody Knows" by Leonard Cohen.

Do ALL Brazilian men sing like this??

I was thinking about this while out driving around earlier. It's kind of a Western Hemisphere collaboration; North and South America involved. A guy from Brazil covering a song by a guy from Canada. I love that about music: the musicians themselves almost always seem to ignore tribal/sectional/national alliances. It's just music to them.

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[Where do you live?]

3 hours ago, Rhonda Huntress said:

I usually don't think about that place any more but since I have been in a depressive mood recently, why not?

 

I happen to like wide open spaces, so this locale interests me. I see what might be sand dunes in the background (and apparently in the foreground somewhat planted over); that alone makes this interesting terrain. It's the kind of place I'd want to get out of my car, stand up and draw a deep breath. Granted, I prefer a visible mountain range in my scenery but from experience I know Texas and much of the Midwest lack those.

Still, we do a pretty good sage desert here, too, if you know where to look. :-)

 

[Where do you live?]

1 hour ago, Coby Foden said:

Google knows the right answer for the "most stable country in the world 2016".

If you ever flounce, can I haz your sweaters?

[A place to make friends in-world? (thats not a club or a sex sim)]

52 minutes ago, Jixxur said:

And you don't realize how much of a joke the forums is to me, you actually think I'm being real? Every single one of my posts and replies are 100% me being REAL?

Gotcha. ;3 Keep thinking that way, this is fun for me.

Enough. This is getting ridiculous. I finally reported a post for the first time I can recall (may have done it before but I don't remember doing so). I see this as a troll pure and simple. No more for me.

[A Derail Thread]

4 hours ago, Sagadin said:

OK here is a voice that should derail anything -- Tennessee Ernie Ford visits the very Deep South...

 

That was terrific! I googled the hell out of him but I still couldn't figure out where he's from. My  first guess was Brazil. I did find a lot of links that seemed to me to be in Brasilian/Portuguese (and I heard him say 'legal' in the Brasilian style during the song). I finally looked at enough links associated with producers on his other songs to convince me I'm right.

Am I?

[A Derail Thread]

18 minutes ago, Clover Jinx said:

Great now I'm hungry and awake past my bedtime.

I know! It's even later for you than it is for me, but before I logged in just now I'd found my eye drawn to a big piece of lemon cake in the fridge. It was practically throwing itself at me. I resisted, but if I'd read this latest stuff I'd have succumbed for sure.

[A Derail Thread]

I like that laced top on the blonde. Kind of a shame there doesn't seem to be anything above her neck but a hairdo.

[A Derail Thread]

You live practically on the shore of one of a chain of lakes  that together contain over 20% of the fresh water on the face of the earth.

And you don't like fish?????

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I love William Gibson. An SL friend and I were both fans; we would make outfits to match his characters, mostly but not all from the Pattern Recognition trilogy. I did the easy stuff like Cayce Pollard but she could do anybody; she was much more skilled than I in appearance and fashion. We called ourselves "The Gibson Girls" ;-).

[Where are all my friends? Come on in and lets get comfy by the fire!]

2 hours ago, Madelaine McMasters said:

 

/me yells, "Dammit, Maddy!" as she kicks yet another windshield out of the car. It's just not fair all of you chicks ganging up like this!

 

Um, remind me to get a copy of "Lunatic Fringe".

[Where are all my friends? Come on in and lets get comfy by the fire!]

I never knew the name of that song (Bakerstreet) nor the name of the band, but I'm of course familiar with it from hearing it so many times. I think it's just a bit too relaxed for my taste, so I never sought it out. The sax is just terrific, though. I wouldn't even call it a 'riff'; to me it was the whole song. I listened to that clip start and thought it sounded familiar. Then the sax started and I said, "Oh, that song!"

 

[Just Ignore and let this one die]

On ‎3‎/‎26‎/‎2017 at 6:03 PM, Rhonda Huntress said:

Once upon a time there was a completely unmoderated forum.  A young woman asked a question (something about how to get a link to an indivual post I think but I am probably wrong and it doesn't matter anyway) but she found the answer in just a few seconds.  Not wanting to let her post continually get bumped as people answered she change the thread title to "Just ignore and let this one die."

Silly people doing what silly people do ... they refused to let it die for no real reason at all.

This thread then became a community of it's own.  Just a place to say hi for the most part. With the exception of a few people it was also a laid back, accepting and friendly place to be. -- this is where someone with a pun for a name comes in and tells you I was the one and only "few people" but again, that is almost a tradition by now.

 

Anyway, this is a recreation of that thread which became thousands of pages long where we can wax nostalgic about life before the Blog-forums.

Rhonda's post above (from Page 1) explains it as well as anything can. This incarnation has more frivolity than the one before it (I don't go back far enough for the first one).

[A Derail Thread]

Well, maybe more than a li'l.

[Five word Story Game]

Michael Landon trying to shave

[A Derail Thread]

Laughing while sniffling, and/or vice versa.

[Just Ignore and let this one die]

 

I listened to almost everything at that site, Maddy, laughing out loud a lot. The entire Ryan Dempster interview was a delight, but the part where he did his Harry Carey impersonation was sublime. Hell, I'm still laughing.

Thanks so much for this.

[Ugly wall next to our land]

It's Mainland. There are neighbors with varying ideas and outlooks. There really are no neighborhood police. No Geheime Nachbarschaftpolizei (Genachpo? Geschaftpo?) to make sure everyone conforms to some non-existent code. You really do have to put up with that to live on Mainland. I kinda like it, personally, but I can definitely understand how some people, coming to a "your world" promise, might hate it.  

The only 'fix' for that I'm aware of is moving to an estate parcel, spending a WHOLE lot of money for a homestead or a full sim, or just moving to the sky: lots of floors but no view to speak of.

[Where are all my friends? Come on in and lets get comfy by the fire!]

4 hours ago, Clover Jinx said:

Is that bambi fur in the wheel well??

If you meant in between the tire and the wheel, then yes; it looks that way. Don't know, but comparing that to the one collision I've had with a deer I'd guess there's a decent chance the deer got away without life-threatening injury. Where I live you get to expect them in certain areas at certain times of day. People just learn to watch more carefully, and we seldom hit one.

The one I hit was way up in my favorite part of the state (the northeast corner). I'd been camped back in the trees; it was the tail end of one of my summer road trips. After getting up and breaking camp I jounced down the couple of miles of washboard hard pan Forest Service road and reached the paved highway about six in the morning. I'd barely gotten up to speed when what I think was an elk came out of the trees on my left and started across the road. Because I saw him first I at least had time to brake safely on the highway and steer right onto the shoulder, but he stayed in front of me and got hit nonetheless, though at least not by the front of the car. A point of one of his antlers came right through the windshield (almost in my face); his shoulder knocked the side mirror off the car. The collision knocked him down, but by the time I got the car safely stopped on the unpaved shoulder and had a chance to look in my rear view mirror I saw him stand up, shake himself, and head on into the trees.