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January 6, 2016 · 2:39 pm

Whitehead X-ing Studies 01

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“There it is still, Hucka D. The 2989 Winnie the Pooh lego set. 10 images down in a search for that particular number in google images. Wonderful. Let’s take a closer look.”

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“2989 is 61×49. I’m still around, baker b., [as well]. I’m still your neighbor. Carrcassonnee has taken over many of my old responsibilities. But that’s just because she’s suppose to at this point. I hear Karoz is back.”

bb:

That’s another thing, Hucka D. I believe Karoz appears in the collage most directly related to this 2989 lego set image. Here’s the collage (for the reader)…

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Falmouth series: collage 46

… and here’s the detail.

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The Green Man with removable head, after some experimenting with that “gap”, as I call it, ultimately acts as the replacement for The Contraption seen in that spot in the original picture. It’s just a flower pot or something — doesn’t matter.

Hucka D.:

Doesn’t it?

bb:

But the Green Man was selected because he is green, like The Emerald [green grass patch in Whitehead Crossing]. I removed The Contraption initially because I wanted to keep exposing the beautiful green color of this grass in a certain part of the collage. But then the replaced Contraption begins to take a life of its own, starting perhaps in collage 53, another important work in the series.

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Hucka D.:

Why don’t you show a picture of The Contraption itself. Like you did with the Green Man just now.

bb:

Good idea. Let me dig that up. (pause) Well, I can’t find it. Let me make a new one quickly.

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Hucka D.:

Ah yes. The Contraption. I remember it being a very versatile instrument.

bb:

It could duplicate itself but not infinitely. It could update its own facebook profile picture. It weighs less than an uranium paperclip and could eat its own weight in aluminum. And so forth.

Hucka D.:

I think you’ve figured out more recently that the Green Man faces the same way as the 61 sign [from the same collage], and the Grey Man below him, 1/2 the size, represents the 49 part of the Clarksdale sign. 61×49 — 2989. That’s the crossroads or crossing. That’s where Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil so that he could play blues guitar unlike anyone else.

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Green Man is 61; Grey Man: 49. Greater and Lesser. Filling the gap, because Grey Man fills it too. Grey Man’s head becomes Green Man’s foot. Let’s call him Grean Man with an “a” for fun. This is the head and foot[ stone] of a particular grave again, don’t you think? I mean… (pause)

bb:

But [the Grean Man is] Karoz? Don’t you think? I mean… (pause)

Hucka D.:

You go. See, we’re interfering with each other. Almost cancelling each other out. You should talk directly to Karoz. Tell him all of this, or fill in the *gap* of what he doesn’t know. Then you can go from there. Contact me when you’re done. I have a heavy investment in the Falmouth series. I need to get you through all this. Preparation. Talk soon!

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Overshadowed Baby 2989 explains The Contraption to a group of office workers.

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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 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

Sic(k)

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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December 31, 2015 · 8:25 am

Dancer

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“The Church of the Red Doors is gone,” he began in his slightly metallic, echo-y voice. He was standing uncomfortably close to me, but I stood my ground.

“Yes”, I said. “Cardboard Derek Jones claims it was eaten by a blackbird in the middle of the night.”

“Jasper?” asked Spongeberg, surprising me.

“Oh yeah, Jasper the Rook wasn’t it?” I recalled something far far back when I had a gallery next to the Lemon sim of the Sansara continent. It was called “Something to CHRO About”. A giant rook named Jasper visited the balcony one night. Let me see if I can dig up a picture.

“Pardon me,” I said to Spongeberg. “I’m digging something up in my inventory for the blog reader… and for you.”

“I’ve seen it,” he came back. “I am that bird,” he then followed calmly. He walked over to the place that the church once occupied in Collagesity Heights. “Tasted like chicken,” he added flatly. “I was going to eat Cardboard himself but backed off at the last moment, thinking about Lisa. Poor dear Lisa. She needs him, if only for a giggle. And Carrcassonnee has said he needs to write that book about Pennsylvania.”

“Corisca”, I corrected. “The Second Life continent of Corsica, which I have compared to Pennsylvania, or at least its main island.

“Pennsylvania is an island? I thought that was New Jersey.” I didn’t correct Spongeberg this round. I thought I’d just let him roll. Spongeberg is the blackbird! But I knew he was telling the truth. He’s some kind of shapeshifter!

“Would you like to see?” Spongeberg came back. I assumed he meant witnessing a transition into a bird.

“Are you a rook, then?” I asked.

“I’m technically a rook, yes, but you can call me crow, blackbird, raven, whatever turns you on. But you’re here probably to talk about Uncle Meatwad. I have digested that as well.”

“What did you think? What’s your verdict?”

“The Egypt thing is pretty profound. I’ve been thinking about that. And I think we need to re-create that hole, that vortex, in Collagesity. Carrcassonnee agrees — I spoke briefly with her before you came up. Lisa has a date, I understand. Really glad I didn’t eat her date now.” He smiled and then blew me a kiss. Then started dancing crazily. This went on for about 30 seconds. I was tempted to join in but didn’t. After all, Baker Bloch was a top notch dancer. Everyone can dance really swell in Second Life, it seems.

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He stopped. I waited. He disappeared in a spray of black particles, and, I repeat, right where the Church of the Red Doors sat.

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Was this the place he wanted to set up the vortex? Had he, I don’t know, created some kind of hole into another dimension there?

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December 31, 2015 · 7:51 am

Blackbird Tells

There were so many things going on related to Collagesity. I have been researching the whole of the Baker Blinker Blog and also the Frank and Herman Einstein blog that followed it, a big project. I will release both the first part of the BB Blog and also the Corsica Continent supplement book early in the coming year, hopefully. More on that soon.

Carrcassonnee has charged Cardboard Derek Jones to write the Corsica book, but of course it will be me doing the work behind the scenes, as it were. Bracket is, I repeat, dead to Second Life, and he comes from the Corsica continent. I read all the related posts at the beach last week. It looks pretty solid as is.

Cardboard DJ not only flirted with Lisa The Vegetarian upon exiting Carr.’s gazebo last night but they actually have a date together. CDJ proposed that he pick up Lisa at the gazebo at 8 on Friday and they dine at the town diner. When he asked me a bit later (through Baker Bloch) about the state of the diner, I told them that they could serve hamburgers for sure, and I think there was some sushi and other fish dishes that I could round up. He seemed pleased enough with that.

I asked him if he felt slighted by Carr. referring to him (and Lisa) as “flatties”, meaning they’re “mere” two-dimensional cutouts in Second Life. He said that, well, he didn’t really answer that come to think of it. I haven’t talked to Lisa about the subject. *Can* I talk to Lisa?

A mysterious giant rook or raven alighted at Collagesity Heights and *ate* the Church with the Red Doors, along with the collage featuring Ray Davies inside. CDJ also told me this. I asked when this happened, and he said, the dead of night. He had to personally shoo it away from the lemon at the door of Carr.’s gazebo, he also said. I wondered why the rook or raven would hone in on that particular object next. Maybe it was the fire that attracted him or her.

CDJ said the raven/rook then strutted back and forth in front of him, obviously in a threatening position. “I was afraid he was going to eat *me* instead,” he admitted. But eventually, CDJ explained further, the blackbird gathered his wings and flew again into the night, skirting past the cat atop the Shiny Hare tower on his way upwards. CDJ believes the bird was testing how secure the cat was held to the tower’s top. “I know in my heart of hearts that this bird will return,” he finished up.

We didn’t even get a chance to talk about “Uncle Meatwad”. I don’t think he quite got the whole thing. But Spongeberg did in the main, and he’s the important one to convince on this particular item. I, through Baker Bloch again, am on my way to meet with him now. Talk soon!

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