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January 7, 2016 · 1:55 pm

Whitehead X-ing Studies 03

Diamond Beach:

Diamond Beach (Arkansas Beach?), etc.

Pooh searches for Master Bee at 4 Sticks, crossing Big Log to enter. 4 Sticks misses him. Gift of honey stuck on knob of Big Log. This is legend. 4 Sticks knows this is Crossroads and 49 x 61 = 2989. 2989 is the Master Number. 2989 is the Master’s Number.

Where does Pooh come from to visit 4 Sticks? He has planned and planned and planned for this trip.

Pooh sometimes said he was a swan and not a bear.

Is Master Bee Hucka Doobie? Did Pooh go to the wrong location (4 Sticks instead of Greenhead, where the Bees actually lived)?

2989:

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“It’s that “2989” detail where Pooh’s red umbrella attempts to cover the Fal Mouth Moon Gallery but can’t. This predicts the creation of the Red Umbrella gallery and its 3 inclusive series by a number of months. Pooh’s umbrella can’t cover Fal Mouth Moon because the two are separate things. And now in Minoa’s Collagesity the two sit side by side with each other.”

“When you walk in the gallery, this same image appears on the opposite wall smack in the middle of the tetraptych running along that whole side.”

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Hucka D.:

I suppose we have no choice but to bring Pooh physically into Whitehead Crossing. Collagesity I mean there, of course. My bad. I’m getting as bad as Carrcassonnee[ on the word mistakes]!

bb:

Yes, he’s already been to The Crossing and left a pot of honey outside the city gates, or the inner city sometimes referred to as 4 Sticks. He thought the Master Bee was there. He thought *you* were there. You and your bottles.

Hucka D.:

Don’t start with me again. You were just as responsible!

bb:

Back to the detail — so the Clarksdale crossing sign is directly above Pooh and his umbrella in the overall collage (“2989”). Pooh’s honey cart gets stuck on High Knob [= Knobby?]on Big Log, right in front of the the place where we know the Fal Mouth Moon structure was located in Whitehead X-ing. This would be on top of the Cliffs of Dundee, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Precisely there. Highlighted by several other [Whitehead Crossing related] collages.

bb:

So here’s the one with the honey stuck on Big Log…

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[In the second, ]Winnie’s already left the scene, given up on 4 Sticks receiving the gift. But now 4 Sticks is there, which is the same as Zoso I suppose, or the town’s spirit deity.

Hucka D.:

Winnie is Winnfield. Are you going to meet up with Karoz Blogger tonight? Have you found the old interview? You can’t do the new one until you look what happened with that one. Karoz is important as a gap filler. He was *there* in Whitehead Crossing — just like Spongeberg is presently. I’m not sure the two knocked into each other, but you need to know that. Karoz was there to negotiate the founding of the Falmouth collage college in Castle Dundee, and the creation of a virtual town surrounding it. The students had to have a place to live. The faculty and staff as well. So a village had to be built, if it were to succeed. But this was not 4 Sticks, but across Whitehead Stream from it. The village knew it would be the central source of The Crossing. It *was* The Crossing, the energy. But white magic instead of black. That ol’ white magic. Who is Dundee and his wife? You know from your “High Octave Story” that he cherished paintings, and collected everything from the year 1812 he could. “The Cliffs of Dundee” hung on the far wall across from his office. The triangle.

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“The Cliffs of Dundee”, oil painting by Waverly Knapp, c1812.

Now this is a better representation of the cliffs as [Mr. & Mrs.] Dundee saw them. Your collage “Promised Land Revisited” uses many of the same elements, but the perspective is reversed, with the cliffs on the right side of the stream instead of the left. Put that up as well…

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… and this is from the Falmouth collage series, 6 years after “Promised Land”, the actual collage behind the supposed painting “Cliffs of Dundee”. But it *was* a painting… to the Dundees. How did they accomplish this? This is what you must find out next. How did they go into the landscape of The Crossing. They used the power of 2989 to enter. The vortex[ again]. The stone on top of the Cliffs of Dundee in the second collage above has a cross on it. 49×61. 2989. It’s an imported rock, however, actually coming from neighboring Norris Creek. It’s only there in the collage and not in reality. This is an important collage — *these* are important collages. Because both are. But one is also a painting. How is that?

bb:

I don’t know, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

Find out. Talk to Karoz tonight but dig up that old interview in the meantime. We’ll speak later. Have a super nice day!

bb:

Thanks! You too.

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Hucka D. later indicated that “Bubbles’ Unequal Marriage” also hung in Castle Dundee.

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January 7, 2016 · 7:14 am

Whitehead X-ing Studies 02 > Blood Curdling Tells of the Forest

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“You see, Hucka D., when you enter Lego/ into the GNIRPS oracle machine these twinned Winfields come up, and we know that Winfield is the same as /Winesap/ through Kansas.”

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Hucka D.:

Yup. But you’re losing your few readers, once more.

bb:

This can’t be coincidence[ however].

Hucka D.:

Of course not.

bb:

It goes back to or enters “Map Synching Feeling” again and all that labyrinthian stuff.

Hucka D.:

A way in, a way out. That’s all you can do[ at this point].

—–

“Let’s go this way, then. The Contraption begins to show up again in the Sam Parr series following Falmouth, where it initially appears.”

At this point, I realized I had to go meet Karoz over in his one room apartment above the Bodega market through Baker Bloch. I rang him up and asked him if he was cool about visiting the galleries for a bit, and that I wanted to take some pictures for the blog. He said okay.

Soon we were in the Red Umbrella gallery Fal Mouth Moon, looking at pieces where The Contraption first shows up.

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“These are the two aspects of me,” he said when seeing these two matching green images in collage 57. They are… the 2 Roger Pine Ridges? Explain that Baker.”

So I, through Baker Bloch, explained the story of the 2 Roger Pine Ridges to Karoz, and how both visited our house last summer. My nephew had just mentioned Roger “Syd” Barrett on a facebook post today, because it was his birthday. I started to defend the music of Barrett more to my nephew, but decided against it. Best to come to the blog and do a solid night’s work. Best to talk about Barrett here, if anywhere.

“I understand Furry Karl thinks Syd is still in the woods,” says Karoz. “Do you think this is the same as Roger Pine Ridge?”

“I guess so, Karoz.” Realizing the tour wasn’t going to work since one of them falls asleep while standing up when the other is active, he suggests they go back to Karoz’s apartment and begin the interview.

“Haven’t we done this before?” Baker Bloch asks while walking with Karoz to the market. “I mean, didn’t we start an interview before and got sidetracked?”

“My memory is not what it use to be, Baker. Do you wish to consult the blog before proceeding?”

“Maybe we should Karoz. I tell you what, I’ll catch up with you tomorrow night if you don’t mind. About the same time?”

“That will be fine, Baker. Goodnight.”

—–

When arriving back at his house on the western edge of town, Furry Karl was waiting for him on the porch.

“Hey Baker Bloch, um, do you mind if I crash for a couple of nights in your front room? The heat broke over at my bar.”

“Um Karl, you’re missing the lower half of your body.”

Karl looked down. “Oh my God. Oh-my-God! What just happened here?!”

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Half an hour later, after Karl’s full body had returned and he had calmed down some, he admitted he was lying about the bar’s heat being broken. It was the woods again. Baker himself had heard some kind of noises in that direction last night.

“You shouldn’t have released that book “Blood Curdling Tells of The Forest”, Karl,” voiced Baker. “And what about that typo — “Tells” instead of “Tales”? You didn’t like the original title?”

“Well, it was the initial reviews, which weren’t so hot, Baker Bloch. So I just let the admittedly rather massive typo stand; deemed it fate. This fellow *Blood Curdling* who tells stories about the forest is the one who doesn’t write so good, not me. And now I’ve invented his profile on facebook, so I guess he’s legit and all.”

“I’ll find him and friend him tonight. I’ll rez you a sleeping bag, Karl. I know your own inventory is rather light.” Baker decides to be a nice guy this evening to poor Karl. He’s just released a pretty bad book about hauntings. He’s *just* recovered from losing half his body all of a sudden.

He tucks Karl in, and then unwisely begins to read “Blood Curdling Tells of the Forest” before turning in himself.

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—–

The next day a compromise was reached. Baker and Karl jointly decide that it would be best to move the Hole in the Wall bar to Collagesity, and above the Confluence Pool directly behind the town diner. It was a tight fit, but seemed to work after a little terraforming.

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Baker set some pretty strict personal boundary rules right off the bat, since Karl was practically next door to him. Karl had to *call* him before coming over — couldn’t just drop in on a whim. And Baker rationalizes that it’s going to be quite wicked to have a bar just around the corner to wet his whistle. “Hey, you call me too before you come over,” requests Karl, and then laughs it off. But one thing Baker Bloch knew is that Karl didn’t need to live over there in the middle of the Rubi sim by himself any longer. Next to the heart of those woods. No he didn’t.

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January 6, 2016 · 7:42 am

Enter Karoz

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Writing abstract stuff about Whitehead Crossing always seemed to make Baker Bloch hungry. So he decided to take a break and walk up to the Bodega market to get a snack.

He was attempting to pay for his Yum-Oh Chocolate Bar when he recognized the figure behind the counter. “Karoz Blogger, as I’m living and breathing! I didn’t know they brought you back as well. How long you been working here?” Baker Bloch realizes he hasn’t visited the market in maybe 2 weeks. Trying to lay off the sugar, you see.

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“Day after Christmas. I think it’s a good gig,” Karoz responded.

“Well cool. How have you been doing my friend? How’s tricks?” Baker thinks how low Karoz has sunk from being a college president, but, of course, doesn’t say this out loud.

“Pretty good. I’ve got a gun now.”

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“Everyone’s got a gun,” says Baker. “So you own this place outright or just manage it… or just work here?” Baker realizes he’s getting into awkward territory. Don’t mention the lowering of status! he reminds himself.

“Tom Wilmot owns the place. He bought it from Hucka Doobie. You know Tom, don’t you? The town busker? He’s not been playing outside for a while. I think he went to medical school for a couple of weeks in Mexico.”

“Good one Karoz. Firesign Theatre references are springing up everywhere. I just used one in my last Whitehead Crossing post. Do you remember US Grant having General Lincolns in his back pocket?”

“Kind of…”

“Oh, and “The Giant Rat of Sumatra” just came up in a facebook reply to a friend. You know Cammie by chance?”

“I don’t think I do,” says Karoz. “Is that your sister?”

“No, she’s the wife’s best friend. And my best friend as well. She’s *like* a sister to us, so maybe that’s where you got the idea.”

“I thought *I* was your best friend.” Karoz tries to smile here but only manages to laugh maniacally. He apologizes afterwards, saying he needs to expand his gestures and that he’s a little behind the times.

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“So am I my friend,” gives Baker back. “So am I.”

“We need to catch up my old friend,” Karoz says. “When can we do it? I work the night shift, obviously, but have the days free. Not much to explore in Second Life any more, as I’m looking around. I suppose we need to talk about… the end.”

“That’s exactly what we need to start talking about, all of us. I want to get your story so it can carry on. I think you have a lot to say.”

“I do,” responds Karoz. “So how about tomorrow? And you can keep your linden dollar. Put it in a museum with the rest of everything.” He laughs maniacally again.

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January 4, 2016 · 8:10 am

Year in Review

The long Xmas break is coming to a close. I *love* being off from work, but I guess most people at this point in time could say that. According to Forbes at least 2 out of 3 Americans dislike their jobs. Still there are worse options, like unemployment, like living in a town I really don’t like (I do still like Blue Mountain quite a lot, just not as much as in earlier years). And I can see the finish line of my job now — 5 more years or so, perhaps 6. And that’s it.

As I’ve probably already written about here, I am very pleased with the progress on Sunklands, which is now a blog wrapped up in a legitimate web site (still bakerbloch.com for now). I see the blog as sort of a volcano of ideas, spewing forth strings of energy. I might have just finished up a round of Collagesity style fiction, for example. Before that I was heavy into the interpretation of the Boos collage series. Before that, the focus was on physically making the collages of that series. And so on back down the line. But sitting behind the blog are also several other projects I don’t talk about as much. The Sunklands site now seems to center around the collage art of me, baker b. But running in the background all the time in low hum mode is the maps research. It predates the digital collages, it predates audiovisual synching: for over 30 years now I’ve been working on this one project, trying to figure out how to put it in some sort of published form. And despite at least one valiant attempt, I’m still not there. Probably in about 10 years time I’ll release a version of the research but with the understanding that new editions will be forthcoming. I look forward to retirement for time to focus on that very important life project as well. The hybrid “Map Synching Feeling” from last year is a nod in this direction.

So let’s just break it down into categories:

Collages:

Very pleased, once more, with progress on collage work. 2 10 work series came in the first half of the year, and then the 30 piece Boos series happened in November and December. If I can keep doing 2 or 3 series a year like that for the rest of my life I’ll be pretty happy. It’s very very important to allow time for 2d digital collage making. It’s become my bread and butter, along with overall blog development.

And I have to add here that collage *interpretation* worked out well this year too. My interpretation of the Boos series might be my best writing yet in that vein. I also worked quite hard on the Stonethrow series interpretation in May, but that was only 10 collages as opposed to the 30 in Boos.

Audiovisual Synching:

Another type of collage in my mind, and one that keeps chugging along, although not at the hot pace of 2004-2007, or even 2013, another big synching year for me. But they still come. Carrcass-12 was formed this year in September. I still need to tape it, but I seemingly have all the elements in place now to do so. In a way, *this* is the center, and 2d collages just emerged from it instead of visa versa. But, really, the two go hand in hand in a bigger picture.

One thing I don’t worry about, at least presently, is making any money off of these collage creations. Setting that on the backburner has allowed me more freedom to experiment. For example, I’m always examining the idea of a work of art as self contained vs. being part of a series of at least 10 works. Obviously to the general (buying) public the former would be more understandable and probably more desirable to exhibit on their own. But without the flow of ideas behind the work, collages seem hollow and more insubstantial and, eventually perhaps, even dispensable. It’s a large topic. And this goes along with the needed interpretation of said series, adding depth. It’s almost two sides of one thing: like the moon, collages have a light side (surfacely viewable; contained) and a dark side (hidden meaning; boundless). To explore both, for me, is to better see the whole.

Virtual Reality:

This year, probably for the first time in my Second Life involvement, I’ve kept together a virtual town for *a whole year*. That’s quite an accomplishment in and of itself. But, viewed in another way, maybe it’s a non-accomplishment, because I’m always going back and forth whether to sell the land at the first of the month, or even abandon it. Witness the “move” to Nautilus continent and the Mysten sim this past summer. Witness the more recent Nautilus City rentals. Just last week Spongeberg Resident decided not to destroy the town in January and shift everything over to that island city. And I’m well aware that Second Life will not last forever, and that if I retain a virtual presence it will soon have to come through some kind of other platform. But I haven’t found that platform yet, and so my involvement with Second Life and virtual town making there persists. I’m thinking that the name Collagesity might be carried over into a post Second Life existence. I just like the name.

Art (Toy/Junk) Happenings:

One for this year: Bigfoot. Another big success story. Taking place on the western edge of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape, October’s Bigfoot art happening forms a great synthesis of junk, toys, and marble races, my best effort yet in that direction and a template of sort for all happenings to follow. Where is it headed? I’m not sure, but the happenings have become an indispensable part of my art now. They are also entwined with woodsy exploration. So let’s go to that next…

Hiking/Exploring:

The weather has been super nice in November and December this year, allowing me considerably more hikes that usual for the time period. I have a backlog of photos to upload to the blog, actually, involving several more extensions of the Blue Mountain Landscape beyond Bigfoot (and Rediscovery). But Bigfoot is the big find of the year since it is attached to the successful happening. And the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape itself, taking a focus away from nearby Frank and Herman Parks. Too much stress, I feel, has been laid upon the latter to carry forth my art happenings, with Whitehead Crossing at the center of that quandry. More on that in a post to come. But Whitehead X-ing keeps being developed in its own way, and, as it seems to be turning out, in a *different* direction than the art happenings. Very important point there.

Sunklands Blog:

It keeps keeping on! I’m one of those that took to blogging like a duck to water. I can’t see that coming to a halt anytime soon. It also acts as or subs for a personal/ work journal. I sometimes talk through life problems via the blog’s various characters. I find refuge in a virtual village when the outside world becomes either physically or emotionally harsh. I weather the storm there and blog about it. I always seem to emerge a stronger person, and better because of the challenge. Thank you Sunklands!

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January 2, 2016 · 5:10 pm

AFTERWARDS…

… The Blame Game Team.

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January 2, 2016 · 10:32 am

Decision 03

Carr.:

And now… the owls.

Hucka D.:

Interesting.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Carr.:

I’m waiting for the rumbling again. (the sky rumbles again) There it is. We can proceed. Oh, there’s English pop sensation Elton John stepping up into the gazebo. Rez him a chair Baker Bloch.

Baker Bloch:

Where?

Carr.:

On the floor.

Baker Bloch:

No. I don’t see Elton John. Is he invisible to me only? Look around Hucka Doobie and Spongeberg Resident and tell me.

Spongeberg Resident (not looking):

I once met Elton John at a pollinating party.

Hucka D.:

The trap, again. Shut it.

Baker Bloch:

Carrcassonnee, we don’t see Elton John.

Carr.:

Oh, he’s here. He has Rock with him. A rock. The Rock. Do you know Rock?

Hucka D. (guessing):

Crocodile?

Carr.:

Yes, that and much more.

Baker Bloch (raising his hand):

Oh oh, I know it (!). *Owl* Rock.

Carr.:

Yes. I mean, no. It’s the other rock. The one you or your user inserted in Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

I’m a little confused about that. This is Baker Bloch obviously. But he’s also baker b. If so, then who is Baker Blinker? Are they two sides of one user or…

Baker Bloch:

I am basically the same as baker b. Baker Blinker is basically inactive.

Spongeberg:

So, basically, what you are saying…

Carr. (interrupting):

Is Hucka D. the same as Hucka Doobie? Of course he is. And so baker b. and Baker Bloch have fused in a similar way. This is a celebration, then. We have many things to celebrate. True weather is coming to Collagesity. Collagesity has been saved. Bracket Jupiter and Wilsonia Foxclaw won’t be coming back — oh, I suppose that’s a non-celebration. What do you call[ those things]?

Baker Bloch:

Wakes, perhaps.

Hucka D.:

Parties.

Carr.:

No, not parties Hucka Doobie. I know what a party is. It is a celebration as well.

Baker Bloch:

We should probably end soon. So what about the rock, Carrcassonnee? Is it an Elton John song, perhaps Crocodile Rock? Will he sing it for us?

Carr.:

It is Grey Seal.

Spongeberg (to Baker Bloch):

Duuh.

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Later that night, Elton John serenades Patty Peppermint with “Daniel”.

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January 2, 2016 · 10:12 am

Decision 02

Carr.:

I’ve sent for Hucka Doobie. He should be arriving… oh here he is.

(Hucka Doobie enters the building and sits down in a 3rd chair just rezzed.)

Carr.:

I’ve put the others to sleep, Hucka Doobie, so I can talk some personal things with you. How are you doing, by the way?

Hucka Doobie:

I’m fine Carrcassonnee. What’s all this about? I’ve never seen a crowd this large in Collagesity before (!).

Carr.:

No, and perhaps not again. At least until the next town meeting. Did you attend?

Hucka D.:

I couldn’t make it. Pollinating party over at Patty Peppermint’s.

Carr.:

I’ve heard that excuse [from you] before, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D. (turning slightly red):

Sorry. So…

Carr.:

First off, Bottles, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D.:

The woman that’s trying to kill me?

Carr. (not biting):

No. Actual bottles. *You* pulled them out of the ground.

Hucka D.:

I didn’t!

Carr.:

Shhh. You’ll wake up the other two. I guess you’ve heard the grumblings. Rumblings, I mean.

Hucka D.:

Yes. In my sleep. And then when I awake.

(Spongeberg wakes up.)

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Spongeberg:

Oh, hello Hucka. Didn’t hear you buzz in. Oh, the sleep thing. Good one Carrcassonnee. What did I miss?

Carr.:

Oh, we were just talking about Hucka Doobie’s new honey, weren’t we Hucka?

Hucka D.:

Sure.

Spongeberg:

Whatever happened to that Hurla Don’tbee? Heard she was a good ride.

Hucka D.:

Shut your trap.

Carr.:

… and the weather. We were talking about the weather weren’t we Hucka Doobie? The weather. The rumblings and the grumblings but mostly the grumblings. Rumblings I mean. Earlier, Hucka Doobie, Spongeberg and Baker Bloch and I were talking about the weather as well. We were speculating that real weather might even come to Collagesity now. Oh, and Spongeberg isn’t going to destroy the town. Isn’t that great news?

Hucka D.:

Absolutely.

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Carr.:

Well good, you’re all 3 awake now. Splendid. Just remember what I said, Hucka D. About the you know whats.

Hucka D.:

The rumblings.

Carr.:

The rumblings. Yes. The rumblings.

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January 2, 2016 · 9:41 am

Decision 01

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(joined in progress)

“… put the Elton John album behind me.”

bb:

I’m not sure I can, Carrcassonnee. I don’t own the land behind you. I’d have to link it with something else.

Carr.:

Spongeberg is coming. Time to make a decision.

bb (surprised):

Oh.

(Spongeberg Resident walks into the gazebo and sits down in a chair that Baker Bloch has politely rezzed).

Carr.:

Ahh, my two proud boys together.

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And Spider’s my third boy, aren’t you girl? Gooood Spider. Say hello to Spider, Spongeberg.

Spongeberg:

Hello Spider. Hello Baker Bloch. Hello Carrcassonnee. I have made a decision.

Carr.:

Have you made a decision?

Spongeberg:

Yes. The town can stay. For another month. I just wanted to get Baker Bloch out in the woods and thinking about Whitehead Crossing again.

Carr.:

*My* Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Baker Bloch:

I have some questions about The Crossing, actually.

Spongeberg:

First off, don’t call it that. It’s Whitehead Crossing. (then laughs) Just kidding. You can call it Bob or Joe for all I care. But it’s my home. Keep that in mind. Please.

Baker Bloch:

You still live in the teepee, then.

Spongeberg:

My teepee yes. Carrcassoneee built it for me there, or provided it for me to live in. I visit Second Life from The Crossing or Fred or Bob or whatever. That *place*. Now we must talk of Red Head.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Red Head is the present, but it’s more the future. I should know. I’ve been there.

Baker Bloch:

Am I there?

Spongeberg:

Yes. You build a cabin. Or you are provided with a cabin. But not the meth head cabin. See?

Baker Bloch:

Absolutely. But what about the same brand?

Spongeberg:

Let’s talk of the bottles. Hucka Doobie’s bottles. He has littered. The — woods aren’t happy. He didn’t litter but he did. The woods blame Hucka Doobie. You must save Hucka Doobie.

Baker Bloch:

Did Hucka Doobie build the teepee?

Spongeberg:

No. Of course not. He doesn’t have the hands. Anyway, that’s what we need to do next. A little bit of woods cleanup. Take a bucket. You’ve seen all this, however. Clean up the woods a bit and the woods will be grateful and talk more with you. But I know you know of Owl Rock now. That was set up — quite a long time ago, actually.

Baker Bloch:

I haven’t read the website I stole the image from.

Spongeberg:

You gave credit. That’s enough. It’s not anyone’s image to own. You don’t own Whitehead Crossing just because you take pictures of it.

Baker Bloch:

Fair enough. Can you speak more of Owl Rock?

(Just then, there was a rumble heard in the sky, as if it was answering instead of Spongeberg. Spongeberg looked confused as well. Carrcassonnee peered at each of us carefully.)

Spongeberg:

Sounds like rain.

Carrcassonnee:

Collagesity is saved. I suspect things have been altered because of it. Perhaps we will experience actual weather in the town now, who knows?

Spongeberg:

Who knows?

Baker Bloch:

Who does know?

(They all shrug at each other.)

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January 1, 2016 · 12:32 pm

Baker Bloch’s Letter

Dear Spongeberg,

Please don’t destroy Collagesity. It has taken me a considerable amount of time and effort (and a *little* bit of money!) to get to this point in my virtual town creation. I am still able to exhibit all of my collages in various galleries within the town, even though I’ve produced over 150 more in the last 3 years to add to the 100 in the Art 10×10. There’s more a one to one match between series and gallery structure, almost right off the bat, with Fal Mouth Moon and its 61 piece Falmouth series being a prime example. I anticipate more collages to come in the next year, two, three. I need this town for future exhibits. I cannot just start over.

Pietmond, my first virtual village, came during a period in Second Life when object return times on abandoned land could still be set to zero. That meant I could abandon land and retain the objects I had created on it. Through this, I was able to line Pietmond in the Otaki Gorge sinkhole with protective parcels containing structures and vegetation — really, a small forest surrounded the bottom of the sink and the town. I could also move objects onto this land after abandonment except for linden vegetation. It was a unique situation. It has been a struggle to re-create towns that I am pleased about *without* resorting to a jump up in Linden tier since then. Sometime in the first part of 2013 I believe, the rules for abandoned land were changed. Objects left behind were now automatically returned to the owner after a certain period of time expired, usually a week at most. This means that you have to own land in order to retain objects on it. You can still place objects on abandoned land but they could not be part of the parcel prims. They had to be prims assigned to your own land, slyly placed in an adjacent property. There are still a certain amount of objects now in Collagesity that actually lie on abandoned land, but they count against my prim allotments.

On the other side is the really handy prim to convex hull conversion for Second Life objects that’s come along in the meantime, saving a lot on land impact. I would estimate that the prims needed to create the present state of Collagesity might have to be increased by 1/4 or even more without this new option. So advantages have been taken away, but new advantages have been put in place.

In order to create an actual living, breathing Collagesity, I feel I need, at minimum, 8704 square meters of land, maxing out a 40 dollar monthly tier payment. I have that in Minoa. This might be hard to find in another spot in Second Life. In addition to this, I find it really handy to have just a *bit* over this, and in Minoa’s case I rent the land for the row of structures that include the Red Umbrella gallery and the old Norum gallery. I’m not sure if I *have* to have this rental for it all to work, but it’s certainly convenient that it’s adjacent to my Minoa land and available for use.

Then there’s the Rubi Woods. You have to look far and wide to find a similarly protected woodland of Linden design. The pine oriented Kerchel Forest is one, but that’s on the oldest continent and I haven’t seen land for sale directly bordering it in a number of years. Then there’s the Punic Woods, recently reinvestigated by Baker Bloch of course. You know this option. But I would point out, in that case, the disadvantage of Nautilus City properties. True, you have double the prims on any 1024 you rent, but that’s not as necessary now with the prim to convex hull option. And you still have to pay double what you would for an ordinary 1024. What might be better is a *larger* parcel with *half* the allotted land impact at *half* the cost. In this scenario, a 4096 with half the prim allotment would cost the same as a 1024 with double the prim allotment. You would have space to spread out.

So with all this in mind, let me beg of you to not destroy Collagesity in the coming month at least. Give me a little more time to figure out the next big step beyond the Boos gallery. The town is still progressing, still developing. I will rouse the townspeople to action. Let me outline some plans; more will be added later:

* expansion of the town library to include books generated from the Baker Blinker and Frank and Herman Einstein blogs.
* continued expansion of the World of Collage gallery.
* development of the town museum now housed in Castle Jack.
* reinstatement of the TILE Temple.

These are just things off the top of my head. Collagesity has great possibilities for growth. Currently I have over 300 prims freed up to work with. The town should not die at this point. You still get great bang for the bucks.

Respectfully,
Baker Bloch (baker b.)

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December 31, 2015 · 9:42 am

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On Friday night, December 31st, Spongeberg Resident was standing before the townspeople of Collagesity, imploring them to give reasons for him to *not* destroy it and them with it. It was slightly in the future, but I saw it through the vortex that had been opened in the meantime.

“The tower of Shiny Hare is a reason for the town to keep existing,” he continued. “Baker Bloch’s ‘Uncle Meatwad’ is a reason. The budding love of youngsters Cardboard Derek Jones and Lisa The Vegetarian Simpson is as good a reason as any. I’m all for true love. But in my heart of hearts, I still think the cons outweigh the pros. The town is too expensive to run. Even with the oh so handy prim to convex hull conversion to decrease land impact.”

“Who are you?” raised a voice in the back of the crowd. It was Furry Karl, who had arrived late for the meeting due to his longer walk from the Hole in the Wall bar.

“I am called Spongeberg Resident, and I am a destroyer by nature. There are hundreds upon hundreds of residents in this Second Life, but I am *The* Resident. Carrcassonnee is unique as well. I stand in for her at this meeting, as I explained earlier Fuzzy Jim (Spongeberg attaches a wrong name to Furry Karl here). She is meeting with forest representatives at Nautilus City, and I’ll go ahead and tell you that she’s making plans to move *some* of you — along with *some* of the town — back over there if I make the choice I think I’ll make. So it’s up to you, the citizens of Collagesity, to make a difference. Send me your essays (earlier, Spongeberg had asked each person at the meeting to send him at least a two page report on why Collagesity should be saved). Send in the reasons. I’ll debate. The chance of destruction is 70-30 right now. Carrcassonnee has allowed me to do what I wish here. She actually can’t keep me from my job even if she thought otherwise. Yet I am not a mean deity. I am a kind destroyer. I usually nibble around the edges — a church here, a gazebo there. But I feel in this case it is best for all of you to enter another life together. A life that doesn’t involve Second Life.”

“I haven’t seen the required film,” chipped in flatty Fox Mulder, who, as usual, was standing side by side with partner Dana Skully. “Can we still see it? That might make us, as a town, feel better about where we’re going, where it’s all heading.”

“You had your chance,” replied Spongeberg levelly. “Baker Bloch was at the beach all last week and you all just sat around doing nothing. You are so lazy. I’m asking you to work now for your town. Okay, okay, I’ll allow you to see the film if you wish. “Uncle Meatwad” is currently loaded up at the Collagesity Theatre but I’ll ask Baker Bloch to reload the Grand Theft Auto video from Tube World [sic].” He tapped his face, as if deciding on something. “You sicken me,” he then tacked on to end his speech. He stepped down from the podium on the second floor of the town diner and made his way through the grumbling crowd toward the teleporter. But when reaching it, he just disappeared in that cloud of black particles again.

I pulled back from the vortex. Carrcassonnee was by my side. “You have only 1 day to change things,” she said. “I have to leave for Nautilus City. Things are pretty much set in stone, but stone can be molded in time as well. A bit. It’s all pretty plastic given enough time. Which you have little of. Goodbye and good luck!”

Carrcassonnee teleported to Nautilus City, leaving me with Spider and Lisa. I knew Lisa wouldn’t be making that date in the diner tomorrow, since Carr. animates her. Poor Cardboard Derek Jones. He won’t understand any of this.

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