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eyeing

A next logical candidate for deletion on Baker Blinker’s property to make much needed prim room was Carrcassonnee over in the Temple of TILE. But Baker Bloch better confer with his female counterpart before going any further.

—–

He looks over at Collagesity East’s Kidd Tower as a preface.

“6 prims is all you have currently, Baker Blinker. Mr. Babyface rezzed a tiny version of Big E on his upstairs table over there and the wall map he was comparing it with at the time vanished before his very eyes. The renters — *your* renters — need more prims to rezz stuff. We have to have a cushion of say… let’s say 20 or so.”

“And Rocky hasn’t even come to town,” ruminates Baker Blinker.

“Nor Greg Ogden, although he should be here tomorrow. We should get that cushion up and running before he arrives.”

“What about Gregg Oden?”

“He’s not going to return, although he’s out of jail. *No one* stays in jail over in Gaston more than a day, it seems. Prison breaks are a given.”

“Hmm. So it will be the more normal looking Greg(g) showing up tomorrow.”

“Appears so. We need to talk about the town in some depth.”

“Yes,” says Baker Blinker with a smile. “I would consider it the best small town in Second Life.”

“Me too,” adds Baker Bloch. “But we’re a bit biased.” He looks toward the opening to his right. “Ahh, the garson with our food.”

—–

I’ll just give a summary of what was decided by the two town owners at this meeting. First, the 420 sign on the side of the Bodega Market had to go — logical choice; 6 prims saved right there.

But scrounge as they did, The Bakers couldn’t find anything else of significance in Collagesity East to delete. Both pairs of eyes then turned back to Carrcassonnne in Blinker’s part of Collagesity North.

“We have no other choice,” Baker Bloch offers, standing in front of the damaged deity. “For now.”

“Sorry old friend,” they said jointly before deleting the likewise 6 prim object.

And then its All Seeing Eye.

A 20 prim cushion exactly now.

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small

Mr. Babyface arrives at his apartment entrance after a so so meal of perch at Perch. He had but a small word to his (headless?) garson about the blandness, so small that it passed unnoticed.

Speaking of which…

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Sugar House

“See?” encouraged Baker Blinker. “It’s very nice here. I’d recommend turning up your RenderTreeLODFactor under Show Debug Settings in the Advanced Menu to, say, 10 instead of the default 1. That way the trees will fill out better in the woods.”

“Are you allowed to hunt?” the raccoon queried. “Or shoot atall?”

“No. I’m afraid not Mr. Racco.”

He put his paws on the table. “How about pot? Is it legal here?”

“I’m not sure, Mr. Racco.”

“Rocky, please.”

“Rocky,” Baker Blinker complied. “Do you want to sell it or just smoke it?”

“Both,” he replied rapidly. “That was my plan in Lapara. Before The End.”

“I’m sorry about your bar, Rocky. I’m sorry about Terry more.”

“One and the same,” he said softly, looking down. He paused, then, wiping his eyes, raised his head back up and stared intently at Baker Blinker. “I wish to see the body.”

Baker shook her head. “It’s not a good idea.” She thought back to how Baker Bloch removed Terry from the ceiling with a spatula yesterday. It didn’t happen in one piece.

“Alright,” he said with a sigh. “Let’s talk neighbors… citizens.”

“Well, there’s Baker Bloch of course, then Wheeler Wilson…”

“Who I know from Lapara,” Rocky interrupted. “But explain the clowning. Never understood that. Does this have something to do with Levi Clownski (owner of Olde Lapara Towne along with mate Shoshi)?”

“No, (the clowning) predates the family being involved with that town. It stems from VHC City. Something about The Underground there. Something about the story of Clare Nova.”

“I’m all ears,” Rocky said, leaning forward.

Baker Blinker instead suggested they walk up Old Cannon Road to the apartment and talk along the way. Rocky gleaned the truth.

“You don’t know why she’s clowned. Do you?” Baker admitted she was hazy about all that. Rocky shifted in his chair. “Then I want to see this Gregg Oden, the killer.” His tone had become harsher. “Is *Gregg* a clown?”

“No,” states Baker Blinker plainly, taking it all in.

“And you’re sure?”

“Positive.” Rocky shifted back. “And I don’t think it’s wise to go over to Gaston looking the way you do,” Baker Blinker continued. “All raccoon-y. They forbid aliens there.”

“Aliens smaliens,” he huffed. “Let’s go to Gaston. I have all the time in the world to look over your town. I want to see this *old* Gregg. Gregg with the extra ‘g’, pheh.”

—–

“I thought you said he was green.”

“He *was*,” Baker exclaimed.

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upstairs

Now Mr. Babyface really likes Simple Wunderlich’s snapshot from Ichelus upstairs, depicting its famous volcano. He makes a note to visit soon, perhaps even before he returns to Hana Lei. The picture corresponds with the sim map here as well.

And on the other wall, the totally water Redazillion.

He’s good here; no rules broken that he can tell of.

“I’m Gregg Oden. I live downstairs.”

A startled Mr. Babyface turns around to face his neighbor.

“I like Baileys in a shoe,” he continues. “Do you like Baileys?” Through his panic, Mr. Babyface was thinking this dude looks a lot like Rick James.

—–

Meanwhile, Baker Bloch discovered Terry in a bad place at Audrey’s Bar after he left Gregg Oden’s desire for love unrequited. The Bakers would have to find a new bartender, but probably all for the best, since Rocky Raccoo seemingly won’t be coming to Collagesity after all — staying in Olde Lapara Towne. Baker Bloch uses the bar’s phone to call up Greg Ogden at his father’s place in Farmington.

“Good news, sir. Gregg with the extra ‘g’ won’t be needing the apartment after all.” The man at the other end of the line yelped so loud in joy that Baker had to back the receiver off his ear.

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downstairs

Who are these weirdos downstairs? Mr. Babyface thinks while reloading his pipe with Red Dragon and staring at the latest Sunklands post. He *should* be thinking about how to extract his nephew from the Land of Hana Lei, but his thoughts keep drifting back to the walls of his apartment. Qui Quon here…

… Jharmelion behind. He’s read the rental lease a couple of times now. Paraphrasing, it states that you are to leave the Korean Channel wall maps intact and also not cover the *land* parts with furniture or decorations or risk facing a fine. Water’s okay (minus the sim titles), and why he can get away with repositioning his media player atop the totally liquid Qui Quon. No solid ground atall in that sim. He’s pushing the limit, though, with Jharmelion and the couch he sits upon — right against the shoreline.

Mr. Babyface also wants to trade out this picture of the Lordshore bridge if possible.

The Lordshore wall is 2 floors below him, in that Greg or Gregg’s apartment — whichever. I hope landlord Baker Bloch makes a decision on which Greg or Gregg will survive in Collagesity soon, he thinks. Or perhaps Baker Blinker will make the choice? He’s still unsure of the Bakers’ relationship with each other. Married? Siblings? Unrelated?

He goes upstairs to double-check the maps there for compliance while he’s thinking about it.

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Greg and Gregg

“Interrupted your little party you were planning tonight, did I Baker Bloch? Thought you were going to start the Greg Ogden story without me, did you? You and your fancy town here. I have a town too. Would you like to see?”

Not staring at it, Greg Ogden turned toward Baker Bloch on the couch, who is also looking away. “Which one of us is *real*??” he demands.

“Don’t do that.”


Unseen artwork upstairs (“Hidden Vilage”).

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Old

Gregg Oden glances over at the second redbird he’s seen tonight before entering Audrey’s.

“Ahh, a fellow greenie,” Gregg directs toward Terry in a high, wispy voice. “I just saw you today. Terry the Royal Prince. West Virginia. Don’t remember?”

Not answering, Terry just stares at the strange green man with seaweed hair and pink tutu.

“Would you like to see something?” Gregg then asks. “Then you will be mine and I will be yours, Royal Prince. A Redbird for the Blue Jay.” Gregg pulls up his tutu and shoots a blinding light toward the bartender from beneath.

Baker Bloch should have seen it coming, pheh.

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interruption

Baker Bloch decides to pay a visit to new guy Greg, who is actually, beneath it all, old gal Chroma. He’s heard of a new artwork, a seed it’s been called.

Wall of Jasper, he thinks after teleporting up and looking over at Norum. And Jacob I. trapped within still, the dreamer. That will change soon. Collagesity must prepare.

Wheeler Wilson shows up as well. “Who am I playing tonight?” he quickly starts.

“Me.”

“Okay,” he then says after changing appropriately. “And who are you?”

Baker shows him.

“Ahh, Old Gregg.”

“New Greg, actually. Greg Ogden, not Gregg Oden. And he’s got a fresh piece of art he wants us to see. Don’t expect much. He’s too obsessed with regularity and symmetry to be a successful artist.”

“We better get into character,” suggests Wilson-as-Baker. “What are you looking at?”

“Sh-t,” he says.

Baker sighs. “We better see what he’s up to.”

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Bodega? Analysis 07

“I think we may be able to finish this off tonight, Baker Bloch. Good work!”

“Thanks.”

“How are your hands?”

“Fine. Neck’s getting a little sore, but it’s okay.”

“We are at ‘see title 02,’ comparable to ‘see title 01a’ in that we have an image in the collage uttering the actual title: ‘I’m Old Gregg!’. The image is that of Twin Peaks Agent Dale Cooper, h0wever, and not Noel Fielding’s Old Gregg character from ‘Mighty Boosh’ again.”

“Right. It’s Dale Cooper. But the twinned women to the right and left kind of reminded me of Old Gregg.”

“Put a picture of Old Gregg up for all to ogle.”

“And the red curtains are from the Black Lodge again,” Baker Bloch furthers. “The whole collage, I suppose, could  be set in the lodge. 3 parts.”

“A kind of triptych. And more difficult to compose that the others (in this exhibit). You actually had Old Gregg’s head superimposed on one of those similarly colored women at one point.”

“Right. Lots of going back and forth with images and positions for this one, Hucka Doobie. ”

Hucka Doobie studies further. “So Genesis album figures reappear, just like we had in ‘Pageturner’ to begin (the exhibit). They’re — let’s see — split into 3 pairs according to panels this time. We have more explanation of what’s going on, perhaps.”

Baker Bloch looks as well.

“Well, Baker Bloch, we have framing, tall legged red people on either side to begin, man to the right and woman on the left. They are ‘presenters.'”

“Alright.”

“What is presented or displayed? 3 panels yes. A triptych, red and blue-green being the dominant colors, a clash of Boosh’s Old Gregg and the Black Lodge’s Red Room from Twin Peaks. A clash of comedy and tragedy perhaps. Genesis reappears (as stated). The inspector of ‘Detective Drunk’ comes back in the centre, inspecting the unusually small head of Duke from the Genesis album of the same title. This would be before ‘Invisible Touch’? Please check, Baker Bloch.”

“Okay.”

“And then… so the inspector has found something to actually inspect in this one, Baker Bloch. A real mystery with a real truth within. Patty Duke? Patty is another famous twin cousin through her ‘Patty Duke Show’ from the 60’s. Another thing to check there, Baker Bloch.”

“Mounting up!” he playfully complains.

“The central figure Dale Cooper has one hand over his eyes, as if blinded, and another holding a dart that points to, well, sometimes the viewer of this collage I suppose. Like here LINK.


Gregg Oden or Greg Ogden.

“Or here,” Baker Bloch adds. “Although in checking it’s not quite as obvious in this one.”


“Thank you for inserting those pictures. Do you have the further links I requested?”

“Okay, the ‘Patty Duke Show’ is here, and I can’t remember the other thing you requested.”

“Neither can I. Moving on, then. We have the two hands of ‘Twisted’ reappearing in the present collage. They seem to present the duplicate women to the right and left of the central Dale. Front of hand to right; back of hand to left. This is past and present, like Windom, Kansas (in the present) replaced Laura, Kansas (in the past). This is most likely the action of Bowie in some guise. How powerful is Bowie? He’s possessed poor little Wheeler and sent her to jail (for example). And he wanted Baker Blinker for same. Laura of Twin Peaks is similarly possessed, like with demons. Bowie fought a demon both in Omikron City and, as Little Tonshi Ashokan and perhaps others, in Olde Lapara Towne. That demon’s name there was and still is Astarte, disguised as the name of a Second Life sim (and moth butterfly). You are still running from Astarte. That’s most commonly called Astaroth in Omikron speak, both beginning with ‘a star’. This is Bowie,” Hucka Doobie reinforces.

“Right. Thanks. I suppose I gave Bowie so much power because he’s the star — or will be the star — of several and perhaps many future (audiovisual synchronicities). Beyond ‘Peewee Big’, and beyond ‘One Pink’ which he’s also in as Philllip Jeffries.”

“Heading to Philadelphia instead of Pittsburg, yes. East not west. But still witches all around. Oz.”

“We should end there, Hucka Doobie?”

Hucka Doobie looks again at ‘see title 02’. “Not quite. The (Baker Bloch hands Hucka Doobie a slip of paper) — thank you — *’We Can’t Dance’* figure feeds not a Lamb here, as in ‘Pageturner’, but seems to stroke the seaweed like hair of the unknown woman looming above him — it. Renaldo McDonnell applies hairspray to her hair in the same panel. It’s unusual hair in that it’s glowing. We can assume it’s the same as the seaweed type hair of Old Gregg, more unusual(ness).”

(note: later we both realize it is representation of Olde Gregg’s glowing manjina as well)

“Okay.”

“And then, as I’m looking, even the hand to the extreme left seems to be touching her hair, as if in admiration of its feel and look. But, let’s see, in the right panel, the Renaldo O’Donnell’s hairspray is heading the wrong way — away from the woman’s hair. The attached big hand is forwards instead of backwards (perhaps not admiring so much). Wilson Wheeler Wheeler Wilson again, I would venture. Forwards and backwards. Left and right.”

“What about the dart?” asks Baker Bloch, trying to move the analysis on.

“The dart is pointed at the viewer,” Hucka Doobie repeats. “The viewer could be the same as the woman. You found an Old Gregg avatar in Morrison, along with a Donnie Darko. They may even be lovers created for each other. Maybe tragic lovers. The dart may indicate that the woman is Old Gregg in truth. The other, then, could be Donnie Darko, who appears in the (audiovisual synch) *before* … well not quite before, but in another of your bigger synchs. This weighs in. Bowie knows. Investigate with your investigating feet.”

“Thank you, Hucka Doobie. Good job.”

“Yourself as well.”

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Bodega? Analysis 06

“We’re skipping over ‘Danny’s Magical Room’ of the present exhibit to go to ‘Detective Drunk.’

Pink elephant again. Holding a book called Truth, seemingly, which could be the same as character Rocky’s recently published novel called ‘Bible Truth’. He’s another Olde Lapara Towne character, based on the raccoon you found in the town’s central hotel. I believe he was the bellhop.”

“More of a receptionist, actually, if I’m remembering correctly.”

“Anyway, he worked at the hotel (Grand Lapara Hotel) and also lived there, apparently in a crawl space. But then you got him a prim and proper house — of sorts: the small mushroom house still present in Collagesity.”

“Yes.”

“… but then was destroyed by the same atomic explosion we talked about before? Explain it in your own way, Baker Bloch.”

“Well, Rocky is a novelist, with first book published called ‘Bible Truth,’ as you said. Then a play based on the book was created at around the same time. But in *my* book it is stated that Rocky is not the true writer of that. Someone else.”

“But Rocky’s book is based on the McCartney song ‘Rocky Raccoon’. From The Beatles album.”

“From the ‘White Album’, yes,” Baker Bloch clarifies.  “And only afterwards did I learn of Rocket Raccoon, who is apparently super famous these days through those action/adventure movies. Kind of like Salad Bar Jack.” Baker smiles.

“Right. Anyway, back to ‘Detective Drunk,’ a detective, a Sherlock Holmes wannabe, wants to inspect the book and attached pink elephant, but his cliche magnifying glass is instead replaced by a martini. He gets drunk instead of solving mysteries.” Hucka Doobie inspects the collage closer. “And there’s, let’s see, several images of Noel Fielding appearing, one where he is The Moon from ‘Mighty Boosh,’ another personal favorite of yours. Then several more from his Boosh follow-up, ‘Luxury Comedy.'”

“Yes.”

“I must ask: Does he know the Truth? The magnifying glass needed for true inspection has been displaced to (Timmy) Duncan’s face to the left here, creating a faux elephant’s nose. Elephants remember — they store memories away as if in a trunk or dossier. Your Ellie the Elephant, for example, remembers in detail the creation of the parallel Bermingham forest and the moving of the village from (original to doppleganger). ”

“Right.”

“Is (Timmy) an elephant?”

“I don’t know, Hucka Doobie.”

“Anyway, the framing images of ‘Detective Drunk’ are from the ‘Return to Oz’ movie, and, parallel to this, the 2002 synch ‘SID’s 1st Oz’.  This would be Dorothy Gale to the left, and enemy or foe Head Nurse Wilson to the right. Another Wilson. And paired with another Wheeler. For example: here LINK. I would venture that Head Nurse Wilson (note: this is actually Witch Mombi, the Oz equivalent of Head Nurse Wilson in the movie) is your Wheeler in a jail cell, checked in power by Dorothy to the left. This may be Baker Blinker, who has gone through her period of complexity and has emerged fresh and pure in an Oz-like place of sanity and peace. Wheeler is still learning this lesson.”

“Okay.”

“This is Truth.”

“Alright.”

“I think that’s good enough for this one, Baker Bloch, except to say that some of these images reappear in Audrey’s Bar toward the end of the last novel, when Chef/Inspector Petty busts in and demands to know the truth about Renaldo O’Donnell. Another big mystery, and yet to be solved.”

“Another night, as you say. Moving on, Hucka Doobie!”

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