Snow and Spies

My rezday party last night was, I believe, a success.  Everyone seemed to have fun, and I know I certainly did!  Edward played a great set with a lot of entertaining commentary, and he kept us all dancing the whole time.  I don't think anyone touched any of the pie or liquor I put out, but that's fine with me - I'd rather have people frolicking and dancing than sitting around running pie-eating animations.

Oh, did I mention there was snow?  YES!  One night when a bunch of us were sitting around at Sky and Scottie's bar, 'Cuffs, Ms. Kimika Yang pulled a snow machine of of her inventory.  At the time there was still a serious heatwave going on in the United States, and it was fun diversion to be sitting in a room where it was snowing.  I decided then that I would buy one of the snow machines and put it out at my party.

So last night when I put out the snow machine, I realized that the particle effects were much too small for such a large hall.  But when I turned around, Nat had piled snow up all around, and there flakes were falling throughout the hall.

We had a marvelous snowball fight, lots of dancing and goofing around.  We broke in Ms. Lia's Liberty Hall (without actually breaking anything), and generally had a good time.  I couldn't have asked for a better rezday.

Edward Pearse, in his DJ booth.

(Incidentally, I was unable to lob a snowball

up and over his booth. Lucky for him!)

 Rowdy fun in the snow. 

That's me holding a snowball in the foreground.

Rolling, spinning, and dancing in the snow.

Jed and Kimika sharing a slow dance while Scottie and Sky goof around.

(Oh, sure, they were probably dancing, but doesn't it look like they're playing?)

Michael O'Mainin dancing.  He was a lot of fun!

Vic, Hono, and Lia, dancing.
(And an igloo...where did that come from?!)



 Jed came over to shoot the breeze later on, I stayed up too late, and woke up early for Breakfast in Babbage this morning.  This month's theme was Spies!  As soon as the theme was announced last month, I knew who I would dress as:  Mata Hari.  I've been fascinated with her for a long time, to such a degree that there are two pictures of her in Ruthorford House.  Even though I doubt she was really a spy, she was executed as one, so she counts as a spy in my book (at least for the purposes of a spy party...)  Anyway, there were some great costumes this morning, and two hours of sneaky spy theme music!

Pie

"Waiter, there is too much pepper in my poppycosh.  But I would gladly partake of your pecan pieeeeee..." -- Billy Crystal, When Harry Met Sally

Ironically, pecan pie is one of the kinds I don't have. Hrm.  But I digress.

For the last month or so, I've been buying a sample of every pie I can find, within reason.  And none of them really blew me away as far as eating animations go.  There was always some problem.  The plate's in the wrong hand, it's upside down, the animation doesn't fire, etc.

So I said to myself, "SELF!  YOU MUST MAKE PIE!"

And so I did.  I bought some full-perm pie sculpt maps and textures and went to town.  I bought a full perm fork sculpt map.  I found some old scripts and animations, gussied them up, and put them all together.  I'm not going to sell them, I just want to serve them at my party on Friday.

Oh, what's that, you say?  You didn't know I was throwing a party on Friday?  Well yes, in fact, I am!  (I'm so glad you asked.)  My fifth rez-day was on August 4th, and I'm having a belated party this Friday, the 12th.  It will go from 7-9 pm SLT.  Here is the event listing.

I'm hoping that people will actually show up.  New Babbage has been so welcoming to me since I returned in May...it's my fondest wish that a good time is had by all.

Grand Opening of Porthead Tavern

I'm tipsy with excitement, and perhaps a bit too much lager.

Tonight I attended the grand opening party of Ms. Tesla Tripsa's Porthead Tavern in Port Babbage.  Mr. Vic Mornington DJ'd the event. It's the first social event I've attended since returning, and although there were many times I felt awkward, the overall experience was pleasant. 

Rather than operating in wallflower mode, I danced.  Rather than leaving as soon as the party was officially over, I stayed at the bar with several others to chat for a long while.  I had the opportunity to meet several new folks, and perhaps make some new friends.  Hopefully I didn't make a fool of myself.  It's been a long time since I've been social.

Although I tried to take several pictures while I was there, my graphics card being what it is, many of those present were, well, unrezzed.  So I took this silly snapshot of myself dancing:

I came away from the event with a lovely gift from Mr. Mornington:

I think it makes me look a bit sad, but I like it nonetheless.