Category Archives: Google Street View
00520211 (Rubi > Baederwood (appearing out of nowhere))
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0211, Baederwood, Google Street View, Heterocera, Jeogeot, Pennsylvania, Rodentia 02, Rubi
00520114 (triplet form)
“Funny how I’m talking to you in my head… in the Body. Maybe I should have met you up top instead.” Smiling Shelley points to her own heart then moves her finger up to her own head. No Lag smiles back yet still remains quiet. “How’s your love life,” Shelley thinks to ask. Why not? This starts her up, gas suddenly in her tank.
“Tony B. is ggreat, a real tiger.” In bed, is the unspoken ending to that sentence. Like Kellogg’s cereal mascot minus the sex, another tiger.
“But… Tony is *my* boyfriend.”
“Dreamy isn’t it.”
Shelley had had enough of that imaginary conversation. She looks around the Body for other things of interest. No Lag vanishes into the background again, her lines done. Lions, tiger. Bear with me. tbc
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0114, Bandanaboro, Google Street View, Omega, Washington
00510510 (dancing in pink near Bandana NC)
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0510, Bandanaboro, Google Street View, North Carolina
00510216 (report (gist))
“They’re going to kill us all. If we don’t shape up.”
“Aliens?” I said, understanding the nature of the silver robot in the window.
“AI!” TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0216, California, Google Street View
00510209 (Moose Sea)
The best view we can get of our much less notable NC version of Moose Pond via Google Street View. Still — something.
I wonder if these Moose Lodge people have any idea that they meet at such a special place in our geographic landscape. That’s what I’m aiming to find out next. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0209, Google Street View, Mythopolis
00510207 (beating heart)
We sent our Osamu Sato double of Okama Majo down to Denmark ME which was logical since he’s attached to that town name through the only two manifestations of Sato across our Great US of A (IL and SC). We’ve already reviewed this a bit in photo-novel 0042, post 0406.
https://bakerbloch.com/2024/03/31/00420406/
The Denmark in this case is at the lower edge of Moose Pond, the best known example of that name. In a much less known example in NC, it had already been marked with an X, the exact center between the Burke County line on the eastern edge at Penelope NC and the Burke County line that crosses the Old Catawba River Dam on its west edge. East and west boundaries, with this in the middle. Funtastic.
Moose Pond — or Moose Sea in Mythos terminology — acted as a kind of control valve for the entire perpetual river surrounding the planet, turning its flow on and off as needed. The body of water’s size fluctuated greatly as a result. Okama Majo was here in Denmark in the Great State of Maine to see if any clues had been left behind for us to see. He takes a pic of the Moose Pond dam from the road at the heart of the town. But that wasn’t it.
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In checking around more, Okama finds nothing else down here in Google Street View. We’ll have to move on; so many indicators, though.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0207, Google Street View, Illinois, Maine, Mythopolis, South Carolina
00510104
“In olden days it was known as Zambolis. Well. That wasn’t *exactly* true. It was Orient (as opposed to Occident) on a planet, a (defined) sphere, that kind of paralleled the world of Our Second Lyfe, correct.” We’d already established, long long ago, that this planet was called Mythos and was based upon my home county near but not in the NC Mtns. Close enough?
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“I got tired of hearing about soulmates from Kammie. I mean, we’re great *friends*, we get along remarkably well — all told, ha.”
“The Venus issue,” I guess again as Andie the foreign green or blue mid-sectioned alien kept speaking and explaining her position — positions. I’d speculated long ago what we were — but it’s more obviously what I’d call counterparts in my limited understanding of the cosmic subject. Like in Alabama.
“What is this Venus energy?” she said. I couldn’t tell if she was prompting me for an answer or if she already knew the answer. Because this was a sticking point. “Where did it all start?” she followed up.
Here. In Blue Mountain. Better get back to it.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0104, Alabama, Blue Mountain, Google Street View, Haze County, Mythopolis, New Island, Omega, Utah
00500604
He’d shot all over the world, flying hither and thither. He’d seen it all, final resting place acquired. Including the ultra-illusive Bigfoot, the Holy Grail of bagging and tagging. Why go on? he said to himself. And so he didn’t. The concrete (marker) indicated death, the *other* great adventure, the 2nd 1/2 truth to go along with a first. Pisces not Virgo. Prices not Vigo (Alabama).
But then LL announced the filling in of the se corner of Omega and the game was suddenly on again after all these years of rest and hibernation. The TAR (car) was rebuilt, adding the prefix RE to an original name. In the Tar Swamp where it came from; that’s why we’re here. On Lake Nip. In Massachusetts. I’ll let you research the rest.
Local rumors of a UFO landing in the swamp, such as reported by fishermen like Horace here, were just that. Snakeworthy Price had paid the Price and acquired a (new?) last name in the process. There was more than one. Stamp him SOLD as in OUT.
Peering through the bushes or tall grass where it landed, Horace finds the whole truth and nothing but the truth. REbirth. And with a fresh paint of green.
“I *hate* Snakeworthy Price,” says onlooking Rudy from beyond the wall. TBC?
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0604, Alabama, Critterville, Google Street View, Jeogeot, Massachusetts, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Omega, Virginia
00500603 (Kessler (wrong way))
She peered at me over two empty wine glasses. As if she had something to hide. She indicated “full perm” and loads of prims/li, which meant we could live here for a while if we wished. Nothing upstairs, she also said, indicating something else. Yeah, we could crash here for a while. But did I want this? Of course I want this (!). I want to live period, breath again, walk on Second Lyfe God’s green, beige or whatever earth terrain. But she said if we did this there would be a price to pay. Snakeworthy Price, I guessed, as in owner of The Shooter. And what was being shot? Bigfoot.
We moved to a nearby structure. “We could live here for a while,” she said while reading the clear as a bell text from her latest book. Suddenly I wasn’t so sure. TBC?
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0603, Critterville, Google Street View, New Island, Omega
00500513 (Topper)
Before hopping into the shower, Shelley/Wheeler decides to assume that pose again she saw Bigfoot take in Concrete WA and stare at the results in the mirror before her. *Am* I Bigfoot? she couldn’t help think with her library eyes in place, no need for aiding glasses any more, a block to deeper knowledge. All Knowledge. Especially given that she could animated herself this way in the first place. Library… might as well call it “built in”. Thanks to a witch. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0513, Google Street View, New Island, Omega, Washington