Superbowl, Drinking, and dancing

On Sunday I went to a Superbowl party at the Wisconsin museum created by the guy from Neenah I met at Nonprofit Commons on Friday. One of the guys there is a substance abuse counselor. I asked if there was an Alcoholics Anonymous in Second Life. He gave me a notecard, which I passed along to Jazzy.

Jazzy asked why I sent it. I told him I had heard about the griefing alts. He said it wasn’t him. Sure it wasn’t.

I asked Bogeyman what had happened. “He said we were clowns running a circus,” Bogeyman said.

“Well, the circus part is right,” I responded.

I attended a dance class in Learn Avatar. Basically, it was for newbies to show them how to use dance balls at clubs and parties. I went to stir trouble.

As class was starting, I scrounged through my inventory and found some female shapes, skin, hair, and turned into a woman. There was an awful Bollywood costume in the standard library I tried on, but decided on a pink latex whore outfit that I had won in a midnight madness board contest. Still, it was less whorish than most of the outfits women wear in Second Life. It covered my lady breasts.

I hopped on a pose ball and started dancing. “Who wants to dance with me?” I asked.

Nobody. So still wearing my pink whore outfit, I changed back to a man. Then Katie danced with me, or more like through me. “We don’t fit well together,” I said.

“Definitely not personality-wise,” she said.

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Why does Lily have a partner?

When I logged on, I was inside of a house. I had logged off while in a sandbox during class. Today, someone decided to build her house in the sandbox. She was working on it when I showed up, so at least she hadn’t abandoned it there. I tried chatting with her, but she didn’t speak English.

Jennifer sent me a message as soon as I logged on. She was wondering why I hadn’t been online for a week. I wonder if her partner is no longer online very much anymore.

Braincrave started one of his intellectual rant discussions. I haven’t engaged in a Braincrave discussion for a long time. He said something about Ayn Rand and taxes.

“Vote against masturbation in government offices,” I replied.

“Uh, what does that mean?” Braincrave asked.

Hey, it happens in government offices,

As I was about to log off, I made a point of saying hi to Lily since it’s been a few weeks since we chatted. When I opened her profile I noticed she has a partner.

F*ck is acceptable in Second Life. Anti-harassment campaigns are not

I logged on in the Learn Avatar main office. I had signed up to teach a class the previous day, but then had to return to change the class to today because a real life meeting came up. That is why I don’t like putting classes on the board.

There’s a new rule (there’s always a new rule) that you have to teach in the sandbox. You can’t teach on your own land. Apparently, someone had been teaching classes, then banning certain people from their land. “Teaching on your land is fine,” I said in neighborhood chat. “Banning any Learn Avatar resident from your land at any time is not.”

Stjarney, the headmaster with a blog, agreed with me. Perhaps Atlantis is the theme I should go to if I ever wanted to get land back.

Curious was in the main office. I hadn’t seen her much since she joined Learn Avatar in September. She couldn’t remember how we had met. “We were in class and you were on fire,” I said. It was a fireplace class and she made a hat out of it.

Jazzy was kicked out of Learn Avatar yesterday. I think that’s the first time a headmaster has been booted. Turns out he was making alts and going around harassing everyone while he was drunk.

I went to the Nonprofit Commons weekly meeting again. Buffy was there again and asked how my efforts to spread the word about Budget Justified were going.  I also mentioned that I was putting it on Facebook.

The greatest thing about the weekly meetings is that everyone says what organization they are with and include a link to that organization’s web site. Learn Avatar leadership seriously needs to take a lesson from these people. None of this ‘no talking about web sites’ crap. I hold my protest sign, with the BudgetJustified.com URL on it, at these meetings and nobody spazzes out over it like they do in Learn Avatar. Really, how is a URL offensive to anyone?

Next time I teach, if there is a next time, I should throw in items with titles like b*tch, f*kc, a$$hole. In Second Life, those titles are not only acceptable, they’re expected. Yet my anti-harassment web site URL is not.

Men are friendlier to me than women

In Learn Avatar chat I asked what had happened to Bogeyman. As if he wanted to tell me himself, he logged on right after my comment posted.

I chatted with him awhile. He said Rich, the owner of the Learn Avatar sims, made it difficult.

Gia asked me if I had a landmark for the new head office. Probably because I had a comment in Learn Avatar chat. Her profile said she was deaf, so I asked if she knew Trevyn.

Anastasia is a co-director of Learn Avatar. I stopped by to look at her stores. Baby furniture. Wasn’t hers, though. Dakota, Bogeyman’s partner, has a child in real life.

I stopped by Silverado and won money in the dance voting. I don’t know who voted for me because I couldn’t find a voting partner. I asked a few people if they wanted to do a three-way vote, but I don’t think they understood how three people would share votes. I figured it wasn’t worth explaining.

One of the guys there told me about Dry Gulch, another country dance place. I went to check it out. There were tumbleweeds, but they didn’t tumble. They slid.

Dry Gulch was just as hopping as Silverado. The theme was pajamas, so I put on my BudgetJustified.com t-shirt and my granite pants. I gave a BudgetJustified.com shirt to all the guys who weren’t wearing shirts. One guy gave me a cool pair of jeans. He invited me to his group. He owns a skating rink where he can put on parties.

Funny how the guys were more friendly to me there than the women.

Nonprofit Commons: where the brainy people scare off the flirts

I went to the weekly meeting at the Nonprofit Commons. They had several presenters. One discussed an immersion journalism project. In addition to writing about what it was like at Guantanamo Bay, they created an experience, so people could feel what it was like being there with their senses, rather than being limited to reading the story.

I was carrying my sign again. And nobody had a problem with it. It must have been OK with their theme. It’s sort of a protest against the US government sign, so I don’t think most people in Second Life would mind, but apparently it doesn’t go with some people’s ‘theme.’ I think it’s ridiculous that people get militant over their themes in this game.

A few of the organizers of the Nonprofit Commons added me to their friend list. I’m glad to have some people in my list who are working on really interesting social projects, not just building and scripting projects.

During the meeting, I cleaned out some of my groups. I was still in the Arcus Was Here group. Since he’s not around anymore, I don’t need to belong to it anymore. I checked to see who else was in the group. Juliet was online, so I sent her a message.

She was a member of Learn Avatar in May. She always stopped by to visit Arcus and Parx, sitting around and flirting on voice chat. She had friended me at some point, but I hadn’t seen her for awhile and she was no longer in my friend list.

I sent her a message asking if she was still building. She wanted me to stop by her new house and to talk by voice.

I came over during a slow part of the meeting. I said I had to go back to the meeting for a moment. She wanted to come, so I teleported her there. She was disappointed that nobody was talking by voice. Then she disappeared and logged off.

I went country dancing again, still with the sign. Nobody seemed to mind it there either. I even won some Linden dollars from the sploder and from the voting contest. In fact, I went the whole day without anyone complaining about my sign.

My favorite theme in Second Life: Yard sale

I went to a freebie store to look for some professional shoes. Not many choices for men. I ended up with casual shoes that were all black.

A lot of newbies were hanging around the store, so I chatted with them, gave them a BudgetJustified.com freebies folder, and invited them to join the group. A non-American guy told me he really wanted to be an actor.

Afterward, I went to the sandbox on the Sci Fi sim of Learn Avatar. I don’t know why Learn Avatar makes a big deal about themes for their sims. It’s not as though everything matches. And things are always under construction.

I’m planning to teach a few classes, to get more involved in Learn Avatar. I’m tired of taking the ‘classes’ that are currently offered. You don’t learn anything. You just follow a list of instructions to make something exactly the same size and shape as everyone else makes them. I’d like to put a bit more creativity into the classes. I asked Bogeyman about the requirements for mentor status.

“Teach three classes a week and help people with questions,” he said. Then I asked about headmasters.

“Attend staff meetings, help people out, and make sure the place doesn’t look like a yardsale.”

“What if the theme is Yardsale?” I asked.

“We have that,” he responded. “It’s called Themeless.”

I got mugged in Second Life

I taught a mug reengineering class today. We took apart a coffee mug and resized each of the geometric pieces that made up the mug. Then the advanced students stuck around to mess with the script parameters that created the steam.

Of course, the mug was a BudgetJustified.com mug. And I had a movie set out, along with my picket sign showing the DVD cover of Budget Justified. Nobody complained. Hey, I was the teacher. And while we were messing with the steam script, I took out the sign with the script that invites people to join the BudgetJustified.com group.

Someone in the class made their giant mug 5 meters in diameter instead of the .5 meters I had recommended. It swallowed the entire class.

“We’re getting mugged,” Dragon said.