<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456</id><updated>2009-12-08T20:46:44.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Tiessa</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about Tiessa Montgolfier, a Second Life avatar, who does a little bit of everything, except get into trouble, which she does a lot and at which she excels.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-4428610830403896050</id><published>2009-11-11T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:22:15.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paradise lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Dakota And The Dakota-ettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/4095756151/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2571/4095756151_bacb73379f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/4095756151/"&gt;Dakota And The Dakota-ettes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The photo I was playing with when I accidentally deleted the prior post was this one which I dub, "Dakota And The Dakota-ettes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I spent sometime at &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/search/label/paradise%20lost"&gt;Paradise Lost&lt;/a&gt; talking to some old friends about 'the good old days' when I was new to Second Life. I looked around on my hard drive and found this picture, which captures the group of people I spent the most time with back then. In the picture are myself, the one with dark hair in red latex, Helena Kirkorian, Brianicus Quintus, and Dakota Enfield. These three people were some of my earliest friends in Second Life. In this picture, Dakota had just bought a microphone which had poses for appearing like you were singing, so we danced behind her like backup singers and took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about every day, we danced and talked all night long, with conversations ranging from literature (the place was called Paradise Lost how could we avoid it?), philosophy, physics, astronomy, biology, and many more things. Everything was tied together with lots of jokes all a the club created by Malachite Seattle that looked like a cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is from the original club before it was moved to its own sim. It even had an altar area and main altar like a cathedral. The next chapter of &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/search/label/mistress%20strangelove"&gt;the Mistress Strangelove series&lt;/a&gt; deals with what happened to me on that altar. Repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-4428610830403896050?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/4428610830403896050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=4428610830403896050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4428610830403896050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4428610830403896050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2009/11/nostalgia-for-my-early-days-in-second.html' title='Dakota And The Dakota-ettes'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-5844068952806786115</id><published>2009-11-11T12:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:57:11.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Grrrr That's Annoying</title><content type='html'>I was fiddling around with some of the features of blogger and how Flickr can post pictures to it from within the Flickr interface. I made an experimental post in draft and while experimenting, I deleted the prior post instead of the experimental post. That'll teach me to flip back and forth in between tabs and pay close enough attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now return you to your regularly scheduled silence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-5844068952806786115?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/5844068952806786115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=5844068952806786115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5844068952806786115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5844068952806786115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2009/11/grrrr-thats-annoying.html' title='Grrrr That&apos;s Annoying'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-224673723531404948</id><published>2009-10-13T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:44:23.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>The Terrible Twos</title><content type='html'>I just received a RezDay present from &lt;a href="http://blog.veyronsupercharge.com/"&gt;Veyron&lt;/a&gt;, I got the notification in email. I'd completely forgotten about my RezDay since I've been largely absent from SL for many months now. RL reared it's ugly head and made my year pretty hard so far. I've been in 'survival mode' for a while now, which largely means an absence of fun and free time. I just turned three today, which means that my 'Terrible Twos' are over. Yay! I thought I was supposed to be inflicting myself on others, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm putting my life back into a semblance of order and I'm determined to restore the fun and energy to my life that's been sorely missing. That may or may not mean a larger amount of time in SL, blogging, and the other things I remember having so much fun doing. I feel pretty shattered by RL at the moment, but I can see blue horizons in front of me and I'm heading towards them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="https://xstreetsl.com/modules.php?name=Marketplace&amp;file=item&amp;ItemID=1428255"&gt;the present she gave me&lt;/a&gt;. She always did like to see me mostly naked :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://s3.amazonaws.com/products.shop.secondlife.com/agni/modules/Marketplace/Images/d/3/6/d3646afcb965fc430dcd04368f91cfdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://s3.amazonaws.com/products.shop.secondlife.com/agni/modules/Marketplace/Images/d/3/6/d3646afcb965fc430dcd04368f91cfdf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-224673723531404948?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/224673723531404948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=224673723531404948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/224673723531404948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/224673723531404948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2009/10/terrible-twos.html' title='The Terrible Twos'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-4524856077896511422</id><published>2008-11-12T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:40:11.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anecdote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest'/><title type='text'>Blogger Mix And Match: "Mixing RL and SL – The dynamics and pitfalls of living and playing in SL with your RL significant other"</title><content type='html'>I participated in the &lt;a href="http://www.vintfalken.com/sl-bloggers-meet-your-writers-topics-and-host-blogs/"&gt;Blogger's Mix And Match&lt;/a&gt;, allowing my neglected blog to receive a much needed new post and a good dose of something that I know nothing about, playing SL with a RL partner. That matches my post to Vint's blog about Non-profits in SL, another topic I know nothing about, but still wrote far too many words regarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://getasecondlife.net/"&gt;Cat Magellan, owner of the Get A Second Life blog&lt;/a&gt;, wrote this wonderful post about her meeting, falling in love, and relationship with her partner. Thankfully, she didn't write in Portuguese like the rest of her blog, so I could read and appreciate her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merrick Thor of the &lt;a href="http://n0nslensical.blogspot.com/"&gt;N0nslensical blog&lt;/a&gt; suggested the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further blabbering by me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzItGQ6XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/398w8FEpALE/s1600-h/cat-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzItGQ6XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/398w8FEpALE/s320/cat-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish – for the sake of my readers – that I could write a spicy piece about love, disgrace, sorrow, treason and flying plates and knives, but my impressions about the subject are boring, since my story is plain and simple. However, lately, I've found out that it was a very rare thing, so maybe by telling it, it may help some people. Or maybe not, who knows? These things don't depend solely on us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from the beginning,: one day I entered the grid and blogged about it on my RL blog. A lot of readers followed me. Some of them were bloggers and blog-friends for a long time. So, I've entered the grid and soon, some friends were sort of around. Everybody knows how this works: people get together and start exploring. And doing talking, a lot of talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short and because 99% will remember that the same happened to them at some time or other, and know how things get going in SL, I became very close to one of these friends. We would walk around, talk, find places, talk, meet people, talk, discover things, talk and then, SL offline, send emails, then talk on the phone and write a lot of weird stuff on our blogs. And one day, with no fuss, not telling anybody else, no parties, we became partners on SL. And very very close friends in RL. We wanted to meet each other, but we lived on different countries, so that was quite difficult to implement, and we continued to talk and talk and talk (and not getting enough sleep…). For a long time we were friends and virtual lovers. For something like 8 or 9 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzQCFAttI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FtB43jLHMyM/s1600-h/lovers_magritte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzQCFAttI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FtB43jLHMyM/s320/lovers_magritte.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let me tell you, it's hard. Very hard. Being together everyday and, at the same time, being apart, kills you. It's a very difficult mixture to manage; the completely stupid total happiness and the angst of not knowing. Oh, you know, you are so sure that this is the person you imagine it will be in RL. We started by playing houses in SL, we bought land, then a sim with some friends. You know your partners' favorite curtain colors and you know your partners' soul, inside out. Yes, you are completely sure…except for that 0,000001% of probability that there will be no "klick", no pheromones kicking, no hearts beating fast when you meet face to face. This is all very well, the soul side and soul mating stuff, but RL is made of more than that, let's be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we survived all those months. Not without efforts, not without guts. As time went by, the more anguished we became. In the end we might as well had forgotten the whole thing, give it up, maybe it wouldn't be worth it. Your friends support you but tell each other you have gone nuts and need medication.  I guess that what kept us both going, besides the romantic feelings, was our very strong friendship. We would dream about perfect encounters, but then talk about how we felt very openly with each other. We were very honest, from day zero. That's something to keep in mind, if you want to survive something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzMAYJ7wI/AAAAAAAAAII/CA0af2CmiSM/s1600-h/cat+and+Miguel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzMAYJ7wI/AAAAAAAAAII/CA0af2CmiSM/s320/cat+and+Miguel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, D-day arrived. We met. We survived the first terrible five minutes and the next few hours just talking and looking at each other.  And then it seemed like we knew each other forever. We became partners RL, till now. We are together for almost 2 years. We still do not live in the same country, we both have our lives quite settled where we are. We speak every single day, we spend all our holidays together. Some months ago, we found out we were speaking about SL too much. Funny this and a danger to a relationship: we meet in SL and speak about everything possible, and then we go from there and talk about SL most of the time. My partner almost left the grid.  I took SL more slowly, and things started working out better for us from then on. Of course, all of this is not without pain or fights: we are an absolutely normal couple who gets mad at all the routine stuff. We argue about, well, almost everything, it seems. We also laugh a lot. Guess we are on the right track here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw…he's arriving tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Cat for the wonderful post and good luck with the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-4524856077896511422?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/4524856077896511422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=4524856077896511422' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4524856077896511422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4524856077896511422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogger-mix-and-match-mixing-rl-and-sl.html' title='Blogger Mix And Match: &quot;Mixing RL and SL – The dynamics and pitfalls of living and playing in SL with your RL significant other&quot;'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SRtzItGQ6XI/AAAAAAAAAIA/398w8FEpALE/s72-c/cat-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8548026034556027453</id><published>2008-10-13T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:18:22.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I'm Entering My Terrible Twos</title><content type='html'>Today, October 13th, 2008, is my second Rez-Day. Last year, my first Rez-Day passed without a post - I was in the middle of a two month hiatus in posting, it was a pretty down point in my life. However, things are looking better and better all of the time, I'm having &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/12/visitors-to-my-palace.html"&gt;a lot of fun building&lt;/a&gt; in Second Life, &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/02/bimbos-guide-to-portable-lsl-scripting.html"&gt;writing a bunch of scripts&lt;/a&gt;, and in general enjoying myself. &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/mistress-strangelove-chapter-1-shopping.html"&gt;When I started&lt;/a&gt;, I never would have guessed two years ago at all of the people I'd meet, &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/search/label/mistress%20strangelove"&gt;the fun I'd have&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/adventure-continues.html"&gt;the good times, and the sad times&lt;/a&gt;. I can hardly wait to see what will happen in the next two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for my 'terrible twos'. I pity you all, you thought I was bad before, I'm just beginning .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8548026034556027453?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8548026034556027453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8548026034556027453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8548026034556027453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8548026034556027453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-entering-my-terrible-twos.html' title='I&apos;m Entering My Terrible Twos'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-1827123684855435860</id><published>2008-10-10T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:33:00.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>You Know It's Been A Good Night When The Police Get Involved...</title><content type='html'>Earlier this evening, I Plurked that &lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/p/5cvcb"&gt;I was going dancing this evening&lt;/a&gt;. I normally don't talk about real life, the last major post was when &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/03/mistress-strangelove-chapter-8-with.html"&gt;I was a real life neko exploring dirty talk in the back of a car&lt;/a&gt;. But, I'd like to give you another little glimpse into my real life and why I like policemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my usual dance club, the bouncers know me, the bartenders know me and serve me my favorite drinks (without charge), and the DJs know me, playing my favorite music. I'm there about once a week. I go dancing, not to hook up but to dance, a fact that many men seem to not grasp. I frequently close out the club, dancing all night until they throw me out pouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, especially towards the end of the night, men become desperate and attempt to hit on everyone or anyone, hoping to get lucky. A usual night for me involves fending off 10-15 guys who won't take 'no' for an answer. Most guys who hit on me are fine with me saying 'no' and they go their way, the dozen or so each night that persist too far - grab me, grope me, forcibly kiss me, grab my hand and won't let go, grab my hand and put it on their dick (both outside and inside of their pants), show me their dick, tell me about how big there dick is and all the women they've had sex with, attempt to 'dirty dance' with me, and all manner of behavior that I'd normally associate with ill-mannered baboons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I gyrate my hips when I dance, that is not a license to expect sex from me. Speaking of licenses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy towards the end of the night was particularly persistent, trying to dance with me, kiss me, put my hand on his dick through his pants, etc. Basically, your typical persistent creep. I left towards the end of the night as usual, saying goodnight to everyone who worked in the club on my way out, I jumped in my car, and drove away; heading home to rest my weary feet. Dancing for 4 hours straight in 5" stilettos makes even my feet tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled away, the creep waved to me from his silver Mercedes. I ignored him and drove away. I went a few blocks and turned to pull on the highway. I looked in my rear mirror and noticed a silver car behind me, could be a Mercedes, could be nearly anything. He can't be stupid enough to be following me, can he? I drove for a while, watching the silver car behind me, hoping it wasn't the creep. But, every time I changed a lane, a few moments later the silver car changed lanes. I began to wonder what to do, should I call 911, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to test my theory that it was the creep, I pulled off at the next exit, noting that the silver car swerved over two lanes to follow me off. Crap, it had to be him. I decided to drive around a few blocks quickly in an attempt to lose him, otherwise it would be time to find a policeman and try to attract his attention, or call 911. My sore feet just wanted to get home, but I also didn't want the creep to follow me there and rape me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around a couple of blocks rather quickly, and I noticed that he was falling behind, a few more blocks and I could zip back on the highway and he wouldn't see me. I sped up a bit and slid around a few corners, just one more corner to go and I would be around it before he could see which way I turned. I zoomed around the corner and headed for the highway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw the red flashing lights behind me. Darn! Where were you about two minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled over, turned off my car, rolled down my window and waited for my erstwhile savior. The cop swaggered out of his car and came to my window, I greeted him with, "Thank you so much officer for pulling me over, you saved me." I then babbled about leaving a dance club, a silver car following me, trying to lose the car, etc. The few times I've been pulled over have nearly always started with a 'thank you' to the officer, I think it confuses them, they probably hear nothing but excuses, insults, pleading, etc. Never a 'thank you', 'you're doing a great job', or any other acknowledgement. It's my mission to I brighten their day; they have a rough enough time without me making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't see any car following you Miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just glad you came to my rescue, Officer... Jim," I said glancing at his name tag and flashing him the biggest, most grateful smile I could. The name has been changed to protect the besotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway Miss, I'd like to see your license, insurance, and registration."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anything you want officer. It was sliding through a stop sign wasn't it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rummaged in my purse, produced my license and handed it to him. I then opened the glove compartment and began to look for the rest of the documents he wanted. Who knows if they were even in there, I haven't had an accident or been pulled over by a cop in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to pull things out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, no this isn't it, but... is this a tire gauge officer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I needed one the other day, I have to remember that I have one in here..." I toss it back in and continue to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bent over, trying to show as much of my legs under my tiny black miniskirt as I could. Yes, I'm shameless, but I didn't want a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I brought something back from the glove compartment, I made certain to look into his eyes with my blue eyes, bat my long black lashes, and show off all of the cleavage I could muster in my gold sequined low-cut camisole. A few flips of blond hair never hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to hand him all sorts of junk, asking him very politely to hold it while I continued to look. I pulled out the owner's manual, flipped through it, took out a few random papers, unfolded them, glanced at them, and handed them to officer Jim, while I babbled on about him rescuing me, the silver Mercedes, how afraid I was, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had quite a pile of random odds and ends in his hands when he finally said, "Miss, please take these back, I'd like to check on something." Finally, I was wondering how much stuff I needed to pile on his hands before he'd just go check my record. He took my license and headed back to his car, looked it up in the database, obviously found out that my record was spotless and wandered back. While he was gone, I did eventually find my registration and insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed back my license, "Here you go Miss, I'm letting you off with a warning tonight, make certain you come to a full stop at all stop-signs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, officer," I looked directly in his eyes and smiled as sweetly as I could, "let my say again, thank you for saving me, I was so afraid." I blew him a kiss, waved, and drove off. Even if he'd given me a ticket, I wouldn't have complained, just to guarantee the silver Mercedes creep wouldn't find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the rest of the way home, I kept looking in my mirror, paranoid about silver Mercedes cars near me. This incident is just another example of why I love cops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-1827123684855435860?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/1827123684855435860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=1827123684855435860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/1827123684855435860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/1827123684855435860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-its-been-good-night-when.html' title='You Know It&apos;s Been A Good Night When The Police Get Involved...'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8235325156057477550</id><published>2008-09-11T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:14:09.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden lab'/><title type='text'>M Linden, Here's Why...</title><content type='html'>Reuters reports on SLCC and the &lt;a href="http://secondlife.reuters.com/stories/2008/09/07/users-gather-for-a-smaller-less-corporate-slcc/"&gt;reception Philip and M, received&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Last year when I was here I had the ‘Missing Image’ T-shirt,” Rosedale said, alluding to his apology for bugs at SLCC 2007. “I think we made pretty good progress.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Life community has its own ideas. New Linden CEO Mark Kingdon followed Rosedale and asked the crowd: “We’re working hard to improve stability. Are you seeing that?” But Kingdon’s question was met with a stony silence from the crowd.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week:&lt;br /&gt;9/4: Logins unavailable to some residents (Duration: ~20 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;9/4: Multiple Regions Offline (Duration: ~2.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/5: 600 Regions Down (Duration: ~2.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/5: Live Chat Temporarily Unavailable (Duration: ~9 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/5: Network issues (Duration: ~11 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/6: Network Troubles (Duration: ~1.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/7: Network Issues Again Affecting Inworld Functions (Duration: ~3.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/8: Network Issues Affecting Inworld Services (Duration: ~2.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/8: Issues with Public Issue Tracker and Wiki Access (Duration: ~9 hours)&lt;br /&gt;9/9: Network Issues Affecting Inworld Services (Duration: ?????)&lt;br /&gt;9/10: About 400 to be restarted shortly (Duration: ????)&lt;br /&gt;9/11: Server Crash Affecting Logins (Duration: ~1 hour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, some of these are more significant than others, and I'm very glad LL actually provides &lt;a href="http://status.secondlifegrid.net/"&gt;the status blog&lt;/a&gt;; it was worse before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyday for the last week (I was not inclined to go back farther), there has been &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt; happening. It seems like every day or two when I'm in-world, there is a global message, "there is an issues &lt;i&gt;yadda, yadda, yadda&lt;/i&gt; please don't spend money or do anything useful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ought to be glad that it was only a stony silence that greeted them instead of stones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8235325156057477550?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8235325156057477550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8235325156057477550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8235325156057477550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8235325156057477550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/09/m-linden-heres-why.html' title='M Linden, Here&apos;s Why...'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-6305836075699533867</id><published>2008-09-09T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:43:11.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I Got Pwned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2842355165/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2842355165_58dbecf241_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2842355165/"&gt;Tiessa's New Look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh wait, &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-wants-to-own-me.html"&gt;I purposefully sold myself&lt;/a&gt;. To my complete surprise, I was not purchased by &lt;a href="http://codebastardredgrave.com/2008/09/08/on-peer-pressure/"&gt;Codie&lt;/a&gt;, who seemed to &lt;a href="http://www.vintfalken.com/buy-sell-sl-bloggers-a-success/"&gt;purchase&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blog.veyronsupercharge.com/2008/09/07/whos-being-auctioned-today/"&gt;everyone&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://zoeconnolly.blogspot.com/"&gt;else that day.&lt;/a&gt; She did bid on me, but the person who finally paid over L$14,000 for me was the wonderful and delightful &lt;a href="http://www.celebritytrollop.com/"&gt;Celebrity Trollop&lt;/a&gt;, editor-in-chief and publisher of &lt;a href="http://www.secondstyle.com/"&gt;Second Style magazine&lt;/a&gt;. I think I had only been at events with her once or twice in the past, and I don't believe I've ever spoken more than a word to two to her. But, I always assumed someone with such a clever name must be fun - I was right, she's very fun and amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's tired of &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/mistress-strangelove-chapter-2-my-inner.html"&gt;my fashion disasters&lt;/a&gt; and wished to save the world from being &lt;a href="http://blog.veyronsupercharge.com/2008/08/28/inflated-amusement/"&gt;exposed to them&lt;/a&gt;. Interestingly enough, she'd never heard of &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/search/label/mistress%20strangelove"&gt;my Mistress Strangelove series&lt;/a&gt;, but assumed I was kinky. I wonder if selling yourself at a slave auction gave that away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I know she wanted to save the world from my current style, is that she immediately took me shopping and did a make-over on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I'm stunned by the results. I realized I hadn't spent much time shopping for skins in SL in over a year - yes, &lt;strong&gt;a year&lt;/strong&gt;. When I last looked at skins, semi-decent ones cost over L$3k for one skin and it wasn't much better than the L$1k for 5 I had already purchased. Also, I was away for a while and not very active for some time, but I didn't realize things had changed this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy Mistress Celebrity or Mistress Trollop broke me out of my rut. But now she's re-awakened &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/mistress-strangelove-chapter-1-shopping.html"&gt;the shopping addict in me&lt;/a&gt;, there goes the credit cards again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having problems deciding what I should call myself, Mistress Celebrity's Pet or Mistress Trollop's Trollop.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-6305836075699533867?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/6305836075699533867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=6305836075699533867' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/6305836075699533867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/6305836075699533867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-pwned.html' title='I Got Pwned!'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8891824636974158511</id><published>2008-09-07T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:54:44.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Who Wants To Own Me?</title><content type='html'>Today, at &lt;a href="http://blog.veyronsupercharge.com/2008/09/05/blogger-party-this-weekend/"&gt;the blogger party&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blog.veyronsupercharge.com/2008/09/07/whos-being-auctioned-today/"&gt;I'm being auctioned off&lt;/a&gt;. Come, place a bid, and win my services for 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it worth your while ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8891824636974158511?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8891824636974158511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8891824636974158511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8891824636974158511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8891824636974158511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-wants-to-own-me.html' title='Who Wants To Own Me?'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-3540311056485924573</id><published>2008-08-28T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:06:17.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BDSM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Wearing Latex In The Garden</title><content type='html'>Mistress Veyron instructed me to post a picture of myself in this latex outfit while in the garden at my palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SLeRHEG5OrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pQ6I6pwySjs/s1600-h/Snapshot_002.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SLeRHEG5OrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/etSg2ngx774/s320-R/Snapshot_002.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-3540311056485924573?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/3540311056485924573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=3540311056485924573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/3540311056485924573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/3540311056485924573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/08/wearing-latex-in-garden.html' title='Wearing Latex In The Garden'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SLeRHEG5OrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/etSg2ngx774/s72-Rc/Snapshot_002.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-7060955582834558625</id><published>2008-08-26T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:13:33.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>AlienHearts "Die In Heaven" Homemade Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are pictures I took of the 2008 New Year's Party that AlienHearts played. The music is Amathaa's awesome song, "Die In Heaven"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/48b4ed27346df1d6/46928cc5788deb29/e2e0b094/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-7060955582834558625?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/7060955582834558625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=7060955582834558625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7060955582834558625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7060955582834558625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/08/alienhearts-in-heaven-homemade-video.html' title='AlienHearts &amp;quot;Die In Heaven&amp;quot; Homemade Video'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-7446156364162640876</id><published>2008-07-29T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:07:07.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city of lost angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building'/><title type='text'>South Gate Museum And Library's Rotundas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713376700/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2713376700_c01d94f4fc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713376700/"&gt;Museum Entrance Rotunda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm building a municipal museum in South Gate, part of the City of Lost Angels roleplaying group of sims. This is a view from above the third floor of the entrance rotunda looking down the twin spiral staircases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major difficulties in building this is the 12-sized symmetry of the room, a dodecagon. Getting all of the angels and position correct was difficult until I discovered &lt;a href="http://slged.blogspot.com/search/label/looprez"&gt;the LoopRez script&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mermaiddiaries.com/2006/12/day-97-making-flexi-prim-skirts-with.html"&gt;the excellent tutorial by Natalia&lt;/a&gt;. After much less grief and with far more symmetrical results, the LoopRez script can generate my rotundas with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713379230/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2713379230_39fe672223_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713379230/"&gt;Museum Entrance Rotunda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For size comparison, this is me at the top of the stairs in one of my favorite gowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713378610/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2713378610_cb7e411222_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713378610/"&gt;Museum Library Rotunda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This photo is a view from above the fourth floor of the Library Rotunda looking down through the enchanted circle etched in the glass floor towards the central stone floor below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713382208/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/2713382208_58ebb3e72c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2713382208/"&gt;Tiessa In Rose Gown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here I am in my rose gown by CanDy, in front of one of the art deco framed stained glass windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2712567385/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/2712567385_e276d56930_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiessa/2712567385/"&gt;Tiessa In Rose Gown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tiessa/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, a close of of me in the rose gown in front of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want to come see &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/South%20Gate/239/161/61"&gt;the museum in South Gate&lt;/a&gt;, feel free to join me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-7446156364162640876?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/7446156364162640876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=7446156364162640876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7446156364162640876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7446156364162640876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/south-gate-museum-entrance-rotunda.html' title='South Gate Museum And Library&apos;s Rotundas'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-5829917886514410901</id><published>2008-07-15T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:12:17.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting external post'/><title type='text'>Lively Is Anything But</title><content type='html'>Well, it appears that &lt;a href="http://news.cnet.com/8301-1023_3-9990371-93.html"&gt;Google's Lively does not allow sexual content&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;of any kind&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Our community standards prohibit sexually explicit images and rooms intended for sexual activity, even if virtual. When we become aware of 'sex rooms' that violate or Terms of Service, we'll work to remove them."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sex chat at all. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"We don't allow nudity, graphic sex acts, or sexually explicit material. This includes making sexual advances toward other users."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't even &lt;strong&gt;flirt&lt;/strong&gt; with someone - that would be "making sexual advances." There goes the breast cancer education photos as well - that would be nudity. This makes "the nipple controversy" at SL5B seem downright trivial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When browsing or searching for rooms, some Lively citizens come upon these rooms as the top results, which can erode their Lively experience...Lively is intended to be a place for Lively citizens to connect with each other and express themselves freely and in a safe environment," Google said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can express yourself freely, as long as you adhere to Google's Puritanical sense of morality and their sense of "free". Free as in you cannot create your own content and you cannot express yourself without fear of the "sex police" finding fault with what you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, nice weather we're having. What about those Mets?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me show you this *awesome* hat I got!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which everyone takes out and wears *the exact same hat*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero differentiation on appearance, on action, on conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that it's &lt;strong&gt;slower&lt;/strong&gt; than SecondLife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll stay with SecondLife where I can have all the sex, drugs, and rock and roll I desire. Even if I'm not allowed to show a nipple...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-5829917886514410901?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/5829917886514410901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=5829917886514410901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5829917886514410901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5829917886514410901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/lively-is-anything-but.html' title='Lively Is Anything But'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-4917926808932082699</id><published>2008-07-09T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:16:08.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Everybody Wants To Write A Book</title><content type='html'>It's been said that &lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9B0CE4DE1638F93BA1575AC0A9649C8B63"&gt;everyone wants to write a book&lt;/a&gt;. But, it's hard, time consuming, and you have to find a publisher. Self publishing is expensive and problematic. In others, it's hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb has &lt;a href="http://www.blurb.com/"&gt;an application where you can design a book&lt;/a&gt;, get it printed, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where to get all of the content...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, that Blurb's application, which runs on both Mac and PC, can slurp data, pictures, etc from the web? From your blog on Blogger, Wordpress, Flickr, and others? It can download and auto-typeset for you, all of your blog's content, then you can go in and tweak it to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I mentioned it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're done, you can sell it on the web through Blurb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices begin at $12.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you bloggers wishing to be an author and who have already authored a bunch of content, slurp your photos and articles into a book and put it up for sale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-4917926808932082699?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/4917926808932082699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=4917926808932082699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4917926808932082699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4917926808932082699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/everybody-wants-to-write-book.html' title='Everybody Wants To Write A Book'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8107284219596109327</id><published>2008-07-04T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:56:10.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Feedburner Better Be Wrong...</title><content type='html'>I was going through my Feedburner stats just a moment ago and everything seemed fine... &lt;br /&gt;Traffic. Normal. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Subscribers. Hmmm, a bit down. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Incoming links. &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-sense-disturbance-in-pink-side-of.html"&gt;Usual suspects&lt;/a&gt;. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing links. Usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! wait a minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember writing about "Huge Teen Tits!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, or did I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, that'd be weird, even for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search blog. No results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird. Use Feedburner to track it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! Some spammer &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/fear-of-barbies-big-boobs.html"&gt;slipped an ad into my blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8107284219596109327?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8107284219596109327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8107284219596109327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8107284219596109327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8107284219596109327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/feedburner-better-be-wrong.html' title='Feedburner Better Be Wrong...'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-2059727602375964771</id><published>2008-07-04T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:38:15.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Photo Meme Using Flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SG7QaCRFh3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JFxi7hqL4tk/s1600-h/mosaic9408229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SG7QaCRFh3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JFxi7hqL4tk/s400/mosaic9408229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219338163872696178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://thewintermarket.blogspot.com/2008/07/flickr-meme.html"&gt;The Winder Market&lt;/a&gt;, Nadine shows off a nice new meme - a photo mosaic from Flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meme Rules:&lt;br /&gt;You type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr search. Then, using only the first page, pick an image. Then, copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into the &lt;a href="http://www.bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php"&gt;mosaic maker from fd's Flickr Toys&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your first name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiessa. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tsaijie/2055886705/"&gt;the view from the top of Tiessa's Palace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nectarine. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10297079@N03/2378288262/"&gt;Nectarine Blossoms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What high school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradise Lost (in SL :). &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/guayre/445572046/"&gt;paraiso perdido / lost paradise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. Pink. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/davegkelly/367872762/"&gt;Rocks of Gold&lt;/a&gt;. Why its labeled pink, I'll never know, but its a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veyron Supercharge ;) &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7505546@N06/1053175639/"&gt;Vint &amp; Veyron&lt;/a&gt;. And I got to pick a picture that had my #2 in it, Vint Falken :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry daiquiri. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kawai_artesania/414162565/"&gt;Strawberries, anyone?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/omar_eduardo/234891446/"&gt;Fly me to the Mooooon...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Pie. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8993378@N05/2571894752/"&gt;~I smell sex &amp; candy~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (Tiessa). &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elusyve/2289967772/"&gt;Tiessa&lt;/a&gt;. Who or what else could I possibly want to be? I'm perfect already :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you love most in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (Tiessa). Just Kidding :) Freedom. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/crayzy_ray/309365233/"&gt;Jonathan Livingston Seagull&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. One Word to describe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vogelium/138424148/"&gt;Bimbo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your flickr name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiessa Montgolfier. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chloestreeter/507297962/"&gt;Tiessa at the May 20, 2007 blogger party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-2059727602375964771?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/2059727602375964771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=2059727602375964771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/2059727602375964771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/2059727602375964771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-meme-using-flickr.html' title='Photo Meme Using Flickr'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SG7QaCRFh3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JFxi7hqL4tk/s72-c/mosaic9408229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8123023640831929423</id><published>2008-07-02T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:18:44.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>This Is Considered Good News Analysis?</title><content type='html'>Reuters makes &lt;a href="http://secondlife.reuters.com/stories/2008/07/02/second-life-premium-growth-flat-over-past-12-months/"&gt;some interesting conclusions&lt;/a&gt; from Linden Lab's economic statistics. I just happen to think that the analyst didn't think it through enough to give reasonable causes, or rather they preferred to reach conclusions that were sensational and would sell more newspapers rather than boring and reasonable ones that people wouldn't get worked up about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a relevant excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Second Life had 88,585 of the subscription-paying accounts at the end of May, down from 89,845 a year earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overwhelming majority of avatars use basic accounts, which are free. Premium accounts, which cost US$10 a month, come with additional privileges including enhanced support and the right to own virtual property on Second Life’s mainland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as Linden Lab’s base of paying customers shrinks over the past year, the total hours spent by avatars inside Second Life has increased dramatically. In May of 2007 total usage of Linden Lab’s virtual world was about 20.8 million hours. A year later the number spiked to almost 32 million hours, a gain of 54 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hours up but premium accounts down, the data suggests that while Second Life is failing to attract to new users, existing customers find the virtual world more engaging than ever, spending ever-greater amounts of time there.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts of a 50% increase in hours spent in SL and the falling number of premium accounts led the analyst to conclude that the increased number of hours spent in Second Life is due to the old users using it more? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the analyst bother to read their own paragraph talking about the vast majority of users being basic not premium? Linden Lab states &lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/whatis/economy_stats.php"&gt;there are over 14,000,000 accounts in Second Life&lt;/a&gt; and growing at the rate of over 1,000,000 per month. Did the analyst not even bother to think that many of the new sign-ups over the last year &lt;strong&gt;actually used the system&lt;/strong&gt;? Nope, they'd rather conclude that SecondLife is atrophying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that dubious conclusion, Reuters, goes on to talk about OpenSim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A wild card that Linden’s statistics cannot account for is the rapid development of open-source Second Life variant OpenSim. The zero growth among premium accounts may represent a shift in the most die-hard avatars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatars unable to find a home within Second Life including banking institutions and ageplayers have already migrated to OpenSim.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom! Gloom! The sky is falling and I'm selling more newspapers because people want to read about the non-existent rock about to hit their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a simpler explanation for the drop in premium accounts is that there are few benefits for having a premium account. First land is gone and the stipend no longer covers the cost of the membership. Two big benefits have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainland/Sim ownership and access to better support are the only benefits left. Could it be that people are realizing they can buy/rent on the non-mainland sims and have parcels that look the way they want instead of being next to ad-farms? As people flee the mainland for the private sims, the benefits of being premium go away and now they can use that US$10 per month to pay the tier on their new parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty reasonable to me. I think the dramatic growth in private sim land-size and the current freeze in new mainland (or is that over already), are far better indicators of where people are spending their money. Not that they are going to OpenSim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why on earth would the bankers go to OpenSim? There aren't very many people on it to make banking a viable business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, simple use of logic shows that most "news" is actually "hype" designed to sell more "news".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8123023640831929423?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8123023640831929423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8123023640831929423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8123023640831929423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8123023640831929423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-considered-good-news-analysis.html' title='This Is Considered Good News Analysis?'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-7992136858428269971</id><published>2008-07-02T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:36:18.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bimbos guide'/><title type='text'>A Bimbo's Guide To Retrieving Lost Inventory</title><content type='html'>One thing that I've found useful is to clear your disk cache and relog. That forces the client to download all of the inventory information from the server again. Often, inventory loss is just a matter of the client forgetting about what's in your inventory for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this happen to me the other day when I was copying a few hundred animations and scripts from my inventory into a prim. It eventually timed out with an error message after only copying some of the animations and scripts, there was a lot of lag in a laggy sim so the copy took forever. Unfortunately, my inventory window showed that all of the "no copy" items were not in my inventory and checking the prim, they were not in the prim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any good user, I panicked and cursed Linden Labs as my first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized that my client had told the server to do all of the copying, but did not handle the error of "only some of the stuff successfully copied" that the server returned. Probably because of laggy communications or other load related issues. Since the server had not actually copied the inventory, I hoped that refreshing my client's cache of the inventory would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more extensive inventory loss, over on the Huddles site, there is &lt;a href="http://imakehuddles.com/wordpress/2008/04/19/if-you-lose-inventory-make-sure-you-get-support-from-linden-lab/"&gt;a post on how to retrieve lost inventory&lt;/a&gt;, one of the comments provides nice step by step instructions on how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ok, finally retrieved both my huddles… here’s what you have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) sign up as a premium member - you can’t do the below without it…&lt;br /&gt;2) go to the support page&lt;br /&gt;3) go to live chat&lt;br /&gt;4) tell the operator everything that happened to the best of your ability and request: I need an inventory repair. Be as specific as you can. It will take sometime, approx 30 minutes. Be patient.&lt;br /&gt;5) they will come back and say check your inventory. It likely won’t be in there… you need to REBOOT SL. When you come back in it will say Repairing Inventory Folders.&lt;br /&gt;6) check to make sure it’s there - report this back to the operator.&lt;br /&gt;7) If this doesn’t work, the last resort is to submit a ticket — good luck getting it heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK! I hope it works for you as it did me, I’ve spent most of the day trying to get this back together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xanthia Lisle&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-7992136858428269971?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/7992136858428269971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=7992136858428269971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7992136858428269971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/7992136858428269971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/bimbos-guide-to-retrieving-lost.html' title='A Bimbo&apos;s Guide To Retrieving Lost Inventory'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-6664268168429117882</id><published>2008-07-01T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:15:03.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>What Girl Band Are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be In The Donnas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgirlgroupshouldyoubeinquiz/the-donnas.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got that a bit of an edge to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad girl that all the good boys want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgirlgroupshouldyoubeinquiz/"&gt;What Girl Group Should You Be In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;a href="http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-have-to-lol.html"&gt;everyone else is doing it&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-6664268168429117882?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/6664268168429117882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=6664268168429117882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/6664268168429117882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/6664268168429117882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-girl-band-are-you.html' title='What Girl Band Are you?'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-4201760965651061636</id><published>2008-06-20T12:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:04:34.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting external post'/><title type='text'>Copyable Animations</title><content type='html'>Most animators do not sell copyable dances - I don't understand this. I like to have a copy in my inventory and another in my AO in case of the dreaded inventory loss. If they think transferrability is so important, why don't they use some of the very nice vendor systems that allow you to buy for other people and have it sent directly to the gift receiver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I dislike "no copy" &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;. I like to mix and match, wear a set of shoes with more than one outfit, etc. And I like to put an entire outfit into a single folder, where a quick "Add To Outfit" will put the entire thing on. No rummaging through my shoes folder, trying to find the pair that I know works perfectly with the outfit, no trying to track down which folder that piece of underwear that I'm wearing is hiding in, nothing like that. I put it all in one folder along with sub-folders and happily don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the "no copy" objects. If I want to use a single piece with something else, I have to always go track it down. But maybe I'm strange, I don't like hunting through tons of folders trying to find the one piece I can readily see in my mind but that I can't remember the name of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maker of the Huddles animation tool is keeping &lt;a href="http://imakehuddles.com/wordpress/2008/06/20/second-life-animators-who-sell-copyable-dances-poses-and-animations/"&gt;a list of animators that sell copyable animations&lt;/a&gt;. She receives tons of requests for how to recover animations lost through inventory bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one plan to patronize those merchants who sell copyable animations and outfits more and more. I'm tired of it. When &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/02/quest-for-perfection.html"&gt;I lost an important piece of inventory&lt;/a&gt;, it included L$20,000+ worth of animations, *poof*. And very few merchants are willing to give you another copy, that is if you can even remember all of the animations you had, which I did not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-4201760965651061636?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/4201760965651061636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=4201760965651061636' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4201760965651061636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/4201760965651061636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/06/copyable-animations.html' title='Copyable Animations'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-2375386682300746818</id><published>2008-06-19T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:43:08.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BDSM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RestrainedLife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaping dolphin boutique'/><title type='text'>RestrainedLife Amethyst Collar Plugin v1.2</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago, I began selling &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/03/restrainedlife-amethyst-collar-plugin.html"&gt;a plugin for the Amethyst collar&lt;/a&gt; that implemented all of the features of the RestrainedLife client's features. a couple of months ago and that was a huge success. A few days ago, &lt;a href="http://realrestraint.blogspot.com/2008/05/restrainedlife-1112.html"&gt;Marine added to the RestrainedLife protocol&lt;/a&gt;, adding a few new features that I have put into an updated version of the plugin. This is a free upgrade to anyone who purchased it before, just IM me for an upgrade. If you haven't purchased it, go directly to the &lt;a href="http://uncensored.slexchange.com/modules.php?name=Marketplace&amp;file=item&amp;ItemID=615074"&gt;RestrainedLife plugin for the Amethyst collar page on SLExchange&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new features include control over the map windows, the ability to restrict touching objects farther than 1.5m away, and support for the #RLV "shared objects" folder. This new "shared objects" folder allows the collar owner to force attachment of anything in it onto the sub - that also includes forcing clothing to be worn. The wiki has &lt;a href="http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/LSL_Protocol/RestrainedLifeAPI"&gt;more details on the #RLV folder&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can visit the &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Mournful/231/9/77"&gt;in-world Leaping Dolphin Boutique store&lt;/a&gt;, or purchase my products at &lt;a href="http://uncensored.slexchange.com/modules.php?name=Marketplace&amp;MerchantID=29948"&gt;SLExchange&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://shop.onrez.com/Tiessa_Montgolfier"&gt;Onrez&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plugin provides a more complete, and I'd like to think, intuitive, interface to the features available from the modified client. What follows is the help document, listing all of the features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/R-ksQ6LdyVI/AAAAAAAAADw/c1zBbQtLURM/s1600-h/rl_plugin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/R-ksQ6LdyVI/AAAAAAAAADw/c1zBbQtLURM/s400/rl_plugin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181721515273341266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to Leaping Dolphin Boutique's RestrainedLife Viewer plugin for the Amethyst collar. This plugin provides owners of a sub with an Amethyst collar access to the full range of functionality provided by the RestrainedLife Viewer. No other RestrainedLife plugin provides the comprehensive access to the functionality provided by the viewer, now the owner can take off clothing and attachments, lock outfits, force sitting on an object, prevent standing, lock channel communications, full teleport control, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all owners will be notified if the sub ever logs in without the RestrainedLife client - never again wonder if they've found a way to circumvent the restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just install this plugin into their collar and know they are securely under your total control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RestrainedLife Viewer is a modified version of the SecondLife client software that provides a wide range of functionality for enhancing the bondage experience. It is available for &lt;a href="http://www.erestraint.com/realrestraint/"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt; and the developer, Marine, has a &lt;a href="http://realrestraint.blogspot.com/search/label/RestrainedLife"&gt;blog covering the RestrainedLife viewer enhancements&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New in v1.2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 1.2 adds support for the new commands in the 1.11 version of the RestrainedLife viewer. Now, the map windows may be controlled, the sub may be prevented from touching anything farther away than 1.5m, and the owner may attach or detach anything in the #RLV shared folder. (See 'Shared Folders' below for more details.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a free upgrade to anyone who purchased the v1.0 plugin, if you previously purchased v1.0, please IM Tiessa Montgolfier for an upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Features&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h4&gt;RestrainedLife Client Detection&lt;/h4&gt;This plugin will determine if the collar wearer logs in with the RestrainedLife viewer or not. If the collar wearer logs in with another client, all of their owners will be notified via IM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Commands&lt;/h4&gt;These commands are activated in the same manner as all other commands, with a prefix of "." or whatever it has been changed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few quick notes about the commands and their arguments. All commands are available to an unowned sub or to the primary and secondary owners unless otherwise specified. Avatar names and object names must be exact matches. Lists of locations are comma separated lists of the names with no spaces around the commas. Lists of channels are command separated lists of the channels with no spaces around the commas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.lock :                        Prevent the sub from removing the collar.&lt;br /&gt;.unlock :                      Allow the sub to remove the collar.&lt;br /&gt;.clear :                       Clear all restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;.status :                     Print a summary of all active restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stand/Sit Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nostand :                    Prevent the sub from using the "Stand Up" button.&lt;br /&gt;.maystand :                   Allow the sub to use the "Stand Up" button.&lt;br /&gt;.sit &amp;lt;object name&amp;gt; :          Forces sub to sit on the named nearby object (this can be sometimes flakey in the RestrainedLife viewer.)&lt;br /&gt;.clear-sit : Clears the sit target (does not make them stand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teleport Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.notp :                        Prevent the sub from teleporting.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp :                      Allow the sub to teleport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Object/Inventory Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.noedit :                      Prevent the sub from editing objects.&lt;br /&gt;.mayedit :                     Allow the sub to edit objects.&lt;br /&gt;.norez :                 Prevent the sub from creating or rezzing objects from inventory.&lt;br /&gt;.mayrez :                      Allow the sub to rez create or objects from inventory.&lt;br /&gt;.noinv :                      Prevent the sub from viewing their inventory window, closes it, if it is open.&lt;br /&gt;.mayinv  :                     Allow the sub to view their inventory window.&lt;br /&gt;.nonote :                  Prevent the sub from viewing notecards.&lt;br /&gt;.maynote  :                    Allow the sub to view notecards.&lt;br /&gt;.nofartouch : Prevent the sub from touching objects farther than 1.5m away.&lt;br /&gt;.mayfartouch : All the sub to touch objects farther than 1.5m away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#RLV Folder Commands (See 'Shared Folders' below for more details)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.listinv : List all of the folders in the sub's #RLV folder.&lt;br /&gt;.attach-all &lt;folder name&gt; : Attach all of the clothing and attachments in the specified folder in the sub's #RLV folder.&lt;br /&gt;.detach-all &lt;folder name&gt; : Detach all of the clothing and attachments in the specified folder in the sub's #RLV folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Map Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nomap : Prevent opening of the world map window, closes it if it is open.&lt;br /&gt;.maymap : All the opening of the world map window.&lt;br /&gt;.nominimap : Prevent opening of the mini map window, closes it if it is open.&lt;br /&gt;.mayminimap : All the opening of the mini map window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outfit/Attachment Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.listattach  :                 Print a list of the parts of the body the sub has objects attached to.&lt;br /&gt;.listoutfit   :               Print a list of clothing parts the sub is wearing.&lt;br /&gt;.lockoutfit  :                Prevent the sub from adding or removing any clothing.&lt;br /&gt;.unlockoutfit  :               Allow the sub to add and remove clothing.&lt;br /&gt;.naked :                      Remove all clothing and attachments from the sub, except locked ones.&lt;br /&gt;.takeoff all  :               Remove all clothing from the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.takeoff &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :        Remove the clothing from the specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;.detach all  :                Remove all attachments from the sub, except locked ones. &lt;br /&gt;.detach &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :         Remove all attachments from the specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outfit locations: gloves,jacket,pants,shirt,shoes,skirt,socks,underpants,undershirt,skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachment locations: chest,skull,left shoulder,right shoulder,left hand,right hand,left foot,right foot,spine,pelvis,mouth,chin,left ear,right ear,left eyeball,right eyeball,nose,r upper arm,r forearm,l upper arm,l forearm,right hip,r upper leg,r lower leg,left hip,l upper leg,l lower leg,stomach,left pec,right pec,center 2,top right,top,top left,center,bottom left,bottom,bottom right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chat/IM Mute Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These features allow the owner to control whether the sub can chat or IM and whether they can receive chat or IM.&lt;br /&gt;.mute :                      Prevent all chat and IM except for IMs to owner.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute :                      Enables chat and IMs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.deafen :      Prevent all chat and IMs from reaching the sub, except the owners'.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen :                    Unblock chat and IMs from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.lockchannels :                Prevent sending chat on any non-public channel (e.g. /6 hello)&lt;br /&gt;.lockchannels &amp;lt;channels&amp;gt; :    If channels are currently not blocked, block them. &lt;br /&gt;.unlockchannels :           Allow sending chat on non-public channels.&lt;br /&gt;.unlockchannels &amp;lt;channels&amp;gt; :  If non-public chat is blocked, unblock it for the specified channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;"Advanced" Commands&lt;/h4&gt;The following set of functions are for more precise control of the various features of the RestrainedLife viewier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advanced Teleport Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.notp owners :                If the sub is already prevented from teleporting, block teleport offers from owners.&lt;br /&gt;.notp &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :   If the avatar is an exception to teleport blocking, block them.          &lt;br /&gt;.notp-lm  :                   Prevent the sub from teleporting to landmarks.&lt;br /&gt;.notp-loc  :                  Prevent the sub from teleporting to map locations.&lt;br /&gt;.notp-sit :                   Prevent the sub from teleporting via sitting.&lt;br /&gt;.notp-lure :                   Prevent the sub from teleporting via offers.&lt;br /&gt;.notp-lure owners :           If the sub cannot teleport, prevent the subs owners from teleporting them.&lt;br /&gt;.notp-lure &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :     If the avatar is permitted to teleport the sub, block them.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp owners :               If the owners are currently blocked from offer teleports, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :        Allows the sub to receive teleport offers from the avatar. &lt;br /&gt;.maytp-lm  :                  Allow the sub to teleport to landmarks.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp-loc  :                 Allow the sub to teleport to map locations.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp-sit   :                Allow the sub to teleport via sitting.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp-lure :                 Allow the sub to teleport via offers.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp-lure owners :          If teleports from owners are blocked, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;.maytp-lure &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :   If teleports from the avatar are blocked, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advanced Clothing/Attachment Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.nowear all :                 Prevent adding clothing to any clothing location.&lt;br /&gt;.nowear &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :          Prevent adding clothing to the specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;.maywear all :                 Allow adding clothing to any clothing location.&lt;br /&gt;.maywear &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :        Allow adding clothing to the specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;.noremove all :                Prevent removing clothing any clothing.&lt;br /&gt;.noremove &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :       Prevent removing clothing from specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;.mayremove all :               Allow removing all clothing.&lt;br /&gt;.mayremove &amp;lt;locations&amp;gt; :      Allow removing clothing from specific locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advanced Chat/IM Commands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.mute owners  :                If IMs are already muted, mutes IMs to owners.&lt;br /&gt;.mute &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt;  :        If the avatar is already unmuted, mute them.&lt;br /&gt;.mute-chat :                  Prevent all chat.&lt;br /&gt;.mute-im :                    Prevent all IMs, except to owners.&lt;br /&gt;.mute-im owners :             If IMs are already muted, mutes IMs to owners.&lt;br /&gt;.mute-im &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :      If the avatar is already unmuted, mute them.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute owners :              If IMs to owners are already muted, unmute them.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt;  :      If the avatar is already muted, unmute them.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute-chat  :               Enable all chat.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute-im :                  Enable all IMs.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute-im owners :            If IMs to owners are already muted, unmute them.&lt;br /&gt;.unmute-im &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :    If the avatar is already muted, unmute them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.deafen owners :   If already deaf, prevent even the owners' from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; : If chat and IM from an avatar are already unblocked, block it.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-chat :    Prevent all chat from reaching the sub, except the owners'.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-chat owners :   If already deafened, prevent even the owners' from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-chat &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; : If chat from an avatar is already unblocked, block it.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-im :     Prevent all IMs from reaching the sub, except the owners'.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-im owners :   If already deafened, prevent even the owners' from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.deafen-im &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; : If IMs from an avatar is already unblocked, block it.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen owners :            If chat and IMs from the owners are blocked, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :     If chat and IMs from an avatar are blocked, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-chat :              Unblock chat from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-chat owners :       If chat from the owners is blocked, unblock it.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-chat &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; : If chat from an avatar is blocked, unblock it.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-im :                Unblock IMs from reaching the sub.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-im owners :         If IMs from the owners are blocked, unblock them.&lt;br /&gt;.undeafen-im &amp;lt;avatar name&amp;gt; :  If IMs from an avatar is blocked, unblock them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-2375386682300746818?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/2375386682300746818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=2375386682300746818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/2375386682300746818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/2375386682300746818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/06/restrainedlife-amethyst-collar-plugin.html' title='RestrainedLife Amethyst Collar Plugin v1.2'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/R-ksQ6LdyVI/AAAAAAAAADw/c1zBbQtLURM/s72-c/rl_plugin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-5360424161695982552</id><published>2008-06-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:25:49.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting external post'/><title type='text'>Is Your SecondLife Naked?</title><content type='html'>This is so pathetic - someone has a version of the SecondLife viewer that allows you to &lt;a href="http://uncensored.slexchange.com/modules.php?name=Marketplace&amp;file=item&amp;ItemID=725497"&gt;strip the other avatars around you and see them naked&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;STRIP ANYONE AT THE CLICK OF A BUTTON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she is, body made for sin and the face of an angel. If only you could see more...&lt;br /&gt;Or that hot group of ladies at the club what better way to really know which one is your&lt;br /&gt;dream girl than to have them all naked before your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With NakedLife you can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As simple as an IM, but much more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;Click anyone into PERFECT NAKEDNESS! Just Imagine it. And when you are sick of just imagining..&lt;br /&gt;It’s very simple BUY the NakedLife registration pack and have the real eye candy at your fingertips!&lt;br /&gt;WHENEVER and WHEREVER you want!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you too with the click of a button could turn any avatar around you naked for the low, low price of L$3200. And please, stop!!! all!!! the!!! exclamation!!! points!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With L$3200, you can go to any strip joint in SL and get all the naked avatars you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, go to a skin store and stare at all the naked boobies you want - for free! You could even stand around and ogle the avatars that newly purchased skins or are trying on demos if you want to see moving naked avatars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wait a minute - I could go to a *men's* skin store... hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip from &lt;a href="http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-man-lol.html"&gt;Alicia's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-5360424161695982552?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/5360424161695982552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=5360424161695982552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5360424161695982552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/5360424161695982552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-your-secondlife-naked.html' title='Is Your SecondLife Naked?'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-487622102799964333</id><published>2008-05-25T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:31:44.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting external post'/><title type='text'>Speaking Of Bad Grammar And My Love Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-grammar-of-secondlife-love.html"&gt;Speaking of bad grammar and my love life&lt;/a&gt;, for some reason, Power Source blog is running a poll, "&lt;a href="http://www.power-source.org/?p=69"&gt;Is Veyron and Tiessa a Item?&lt;/a&gt;" First, it should be "Are Tiessa and Veyron an Item?" I have to have top billing, my adoring fans expect no less. And second, the post is Power Source's 69th post, an amusing coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if she'd only stop following me around and saying, "&lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-grammar-of-secondlife-love.html"&gt;Wanna fcuk?&lt;/a&gt;" all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought &lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/02/bored-model-wants-cheap-kinky-sex.html"&gt;she was angry at me for the last one&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-487622102799964333?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/487622102799964333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=487622102799964333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/487622102799964333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/487622102799964333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/05/speaking-of-bad-grammar-and-my-love.html' title='Speaking Of Bad Grammar And My Love Life...'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-8989387325622137234</id><published>2008-05-25T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:41:43.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just plain wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='only in second life'/><title type='text'>The Bad Grammar Of SecondLife Love</title><content type='html'>They met each other in a cheap, generic mall stuffed full of shops selling the same recycled, four-year old freebies as everywhere else. The freebies were just as ugly as the day they were made, but now they were free, on sale for L$1, and wrapped in a blinking, rotating, particle spewing box labeled "Hot ClothesFor Women!!!!!!" by a newbie merchant, high on the dream of selling one to each of the six million avatars in SecondLife and through the clever ruse of calling it free while charging L$1, he would be rich and able to afford all the sexgen beds he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2007/03/mistress-strangelove-chapter-2-my-inner.html"&gt;Wanna fcuk?&lt;/a&gt;" BigStud34 Hunglo said, looking just like &lt;a href="http://gridexpectations.wordpress.com/2008/04/23/i-met-m-linden-well-sort-of-lol/"&gt;M Linden on his first day&lt;/a&gt;, but without pants and sporting a freebie prim cock. The 14-year old, pimply-faced boy behind the avatar's keyboard was already feverishly jerking off and desperately hoped his mom wouldn't walk in and ask him about his unfinished math homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDpSzZIJjPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Kb6XHgLnJ6o/s1600-h/severalgiftsnewbiead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDpSzZIJjPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Kb6XHgLnJ6o/s400/severalgiftsnewbiead2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204563362251902194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDpSUZIJjOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9wBVEsJ__84/s1600-h/nextdoor-f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDpSUZIJjOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9wBVEsJ__84/s400/nextdoor-f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204562829675957474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"yes stud I horney 4u," 1SexySlut Muffin replied, walking like a duck and still wearing her Linden standard issue purple top and injection-molded hair. The 350 pound, grizzled truck-driver behind the avatar's keyboard put down his chili, cheese dog with everything, wiped his food encrusted hand on the ancient Harley Davidson shirt stretched to the limit that had been used as a napkin too many times in the past, licked his fingers clean as his other hand  slid under his mountainous belly, and quickly probed through his hair-covered folds of fat for his cock and thought, "Damn, I am sexy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both quickly hopped on the nearest pink and blue pose balls helpfully labeled with "Take Bhind(F)" and "Make luv(M)"; the same freebie sex animations scattered everywhere across the landscape like pink and blue X-rated popcorn. Quickly their avatars moved in jerky, four-framed animations mimicking sex no more accurately than a Ken and Barbie doll pushed together by a giggling ten-year old boy snooping around in his sister's closet. BigStud34 humped 1SexySlut from behind, his ugly prim cock poking out of her back as she jerked beneath him with her face and hands buried beneath the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you sxy I stick big dick in you," the boy typed with one hand as sweat poured down his peach fuzz covered cheeks that had never been touched by a razor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ooo do me fuck di8ck," the truck-driver poked out slowly with one finger as his other hand wiggled the tiny cock that he had happily found nestled between curly-haired walls of flesh pressed together by the fat of fried Oreos eaten long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cum in u b1tch," the youth raggedly entered on the sticky keys of his World Of Warcraft branded keyboard as he accidentally dribbled cum on his half-finished math homework, hoping he could tell the teacher the stain was dried mayonnaise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ooo i cum 2 ... i 4ck ooo ...," the large man entered as he squirted cum onto his steel-toed shit-kicking boots. He slumped back, his sweat-covered, hairy ass making sucking sounds on the cracked vinyl chair as he smiled showing his crooked teeth stained yellow from years of chewing tobacco. Lifting his dirty hat that said "John Deere" and scratching his bald head ringed by long, greasy hair, he thought, "Wow he's good at this, I haven't been this turned on since I saw the elf dance in World of Warcraft."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent and not even saying "bye" they both quickly logged out thinking, "I'm in love," and then realized that in their lust for each other they'd forgotten to "Friend" their new, perfect lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-8989387325622137234?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/8989387325622137234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=8989387325622137234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8989387325622137234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/8989387325622137234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-grammar-of-secondlife-love.html' title='The Bad Grammar Of SecondLife Love'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDpSzZIJjPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Kb6XHgLnJ6o/s72-c/severalgiftsnewbiead2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256538458408907456.post-1316750225313631324</id><published>2008-05-21T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:25:45.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting external post'/><title type='text'>Anshe Chung Isn't The Only One Attacked By Flying Penises</title><content type='html'>Is SecondLife imitating RealLife or RealLife imitating SecondLife? Which world was the first to give flight to  the penis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Kasparov, internationally known chess champion who is now a political activist, was giving a press conference when a dildo, equipped with helicopter blades, took flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDSSYL7K_TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5sb7nCZJtLM/s1600-h/E78E832C_FB47_42D4_9156_2E0ECCA7734-s580x386-1893-580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDSSYL7K_TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5sb7nCZJtLM/s400/E78E832C_FB47_42D4_9156_2E0ECCA7734-s580x386-1893-580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202944413735255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=f3e_1211255241"&gt;Link to the original video&lt;/a&gt; on a page with no embedding code for the video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256538458408907456-1316750225313631324?l=tiessam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/feeds/1316750225313631324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256538458408907456&amp;postID=1316750225313631324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/1316750225313631324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256538458408907456/posts/default/1316750225313631324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiessam.blogspot.com/2008/05/anshe-chung-isnt-only-one-attacked-by.html' title='Anshe Chung Isn&apos;t The Only One Attacked By Flying Penises'/><author><name>Tiessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457953872797884709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14755763085254379453'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tVwcaIof06o/SDSSYL7K_TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5sb7nCZJtLM/s72-c/E78E832C_FB47_42D4_9156_2E0ECCA7734-s580x386-1893-580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>