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Wedding Prep 02

“Thank you for meeting with me, Hucka Doobie. It’s just that… I didn’t feel comfortable talking with Carrcassonnee about Wheeler and such.”

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“Yes, you told me. When did you get glasses Baker Blinker?”

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“When did *you*? Yes, we need to catch up anyway. Remember the old days? Azure Islands? We use to hang a lot together.”

“And now you’re all grown up and about to get married,” responded Hucka Doobie. “My little girl”. Both giggle. “Well, spill the wine, er, beans.”

“Thanks again. Wheeler made me an offer, to get to the short of it.”

“What kind of offer?” Hucka Doobie propped her hands under her chin, getting very interested.

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“An offer I had to refuse, Hucka. But I *thought* about it. That’s the scary thing. Am I really ready to get married? Is Karoz really the man? *The* Man?

“My guess?” offered Hucka Doobie. “I think it’s Blinkerton coming through.”

“Well, that might apply if *you* were getting married Hucka Doobie.”

“Oh yeah.” Hucka Doobie sat back in her chair, re-contemplating. “How about this? You like girls instead of boys. Deep inside.”

“Perhaps.” Baker Blinker then shook the thought off. “Nah, that’s not it. I’m not into the other side of the sea. What’s the expression?”

“Hunting for shells on the opposite shore of the lake, I think.” Hucka Doobie tried to wink at her but found she couldn’t.

“Well… how’s things with you? What have *you* been up to Hucka?”

“Oh nothing much. Just finished up discovering the center of the universe. Nothing to it really. A hole. A whole lotta hole.”

“Wow. Where’d you find *that*? The center, I mean. I mean, we’re *here*.”

“The center is everything?” Hucka Doobie looked around the Collagesity Cafe, seeming to check each corner.

“I suppose. We need to practice talking together more.”

“Get that owner of yours, baker b., on it. But I have a surprise for you. I need to talk to you about something very important as well. Parallel to your important statement. Which was what? You’re not going to get married?”

“No, I want to get married,” answered Baker. “I really do. And I’ll go through with it. It’s just that this whole, parallel world opened up briefly, the one where Wheeler and I went to this ultra-mysterious Muff-Bermingham planet and started a wrestling confederation.”

“You would be in charge?”

“Wheeler and I together. 50-50. Something like that.”

“Let’s get up and walk,” Hucka Doobie then said. “I want to stretch my legs and explore. I don’t get here to Collagesity enough. I’m often in the center, which is nowhere.”

“You’re talking about the White Palace,” Baker Blinker guessed.

“Yes.” Hucka Doobie pauses, lowering her voice. “Plus my father might be listening in. Karoz’s too.” She pauses again, gauging Baker Blinker’s expression. “From the past, you know.”

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“Oh. Oh yeah.”

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Notes 01

Not that it was ever really in play anyhoot, but I think the move of Collagesity to Gormthoog is now a non-threat. The “Crescent House” property bordering ocean water is off the market.

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I wonder what it would have looked like had it been realized?

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Baker Blinker’s World of Lemon 02

I don’t want to infer that the period between August 2008 and February 2016 was completely barren of activity for me. It wasn’t. In 2010 I went to England (!). The whole family did, as chronicled in both the abridged and unabridged versions of the “Baker Bloch Goes To England” document. This is where a fundamental split in my psyche occurred, obviously an important event. Part of me, a big chuck of my being, *stayed* in England, along with alternate versions of Baker Bloch and Hucka Doobie, even. But it was even a bigger thing for me than the others who went.

“How did we get there?” is another question I’m sometimes asked by My Second Lyfe friends and acquaintances. In March 2010, or maybe it was in February, Baker Bloch found a portal in central Jeogeot (continent) connecting England and Second Lyfe, specially the part of England physically and psychically attached to the small river called Key in Wiltshire County there. Our first dwelling place in England for Other Baker, Hucka, and myself was located on Coxhill Farm near the river. It had a giant hole in the roof. Hucka Doobie and I were not happy with the choice Baker Bloch made for us. Soon we were inhabiting the much more spiffy and modern Cresent House in Cherhill, also in Wiltshire County but more toward the center, where all the crop circle activity has pivoted around for so many years now. That’s another thing Baker Bloch especially wanted to study while “up” there. So he was constantly biking with his Arcadia Asylum product around England, and went a lot to The Barge, for instance, a hotbed for crop circle gossip. Or so he thought.

But we weren’t done moving around the county. Next stop, and a more permanent and lasting one (as I said, a big chunk of me is *still there*) was the Arcadia Mansion (no relation to Arcadia Asylum that I recall) owned by King Karb and his wife, who we just called The Queen during all our stay there. The Queen and I became great friends. We played croquette constantly out on the back lawn of the mansion, although I never beat her at any aspect of the game — never came close. Although Baker Bloch and I aren’t really human, the King and Queen were obviously alien in origin, with little to no human genes involved. If pressed, I would consider myself 1/4th alien on my mother’s side. There are no pink skinned human species that I know of. That comes from somewhere else.

“Where Baker, where?” I hear my friends and supporters ask, once more. We’ll get to that. Our stay in England ended shortly after the King and Queen visited nearby Swinden for a bit, then came back in a different mood, let’s say. The King retreated to his basement study. He was preparing for the new crop circle season, the Queen said. He supposedly helped *create* them. When a keyhole shaped crop circle shortly formed in a Wiltshire rape seed field we knew our time in England was done. Soon we were back in Second Lyfe’s Jeogeot, and a new chapter in Noru.

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Baker Blinker’s World of Lemon 01

Baker Blinker has decided to publish at least the beginning of her secret journal to this blog for others to look at and contemplate. Fascinating stuff — keep it coming Other Baker!

Hi,

If you’ve found this secret journal then I am probably already dead, with My Second Lyfe ended. It will come one day. Until then, however, I’m gonna have some fun! And create. And be. Exist. Existence is a precious thing. I serve a user but I am not the same as the user. I have my own independence. And in some way I will live forever. I am also sure of that. My user and I will meet someday.

My story begins in January 2008. I am the original avatar for the Baker B. family of avatars, or The Family, as we like to call ourselves now. Baker Bloch, the first male avatar, came along a little over a month later. Early on we found out we had a bit of a crush on each other, like Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia from the Star Wars franchise. But also like that couple, we moved beyond it and realized we were more brother and sister to each other. This relationship remains unchanged. Baker Bloch is my brother and my friend. We’re closer than most twins.

Baker Bloch was first seen as the explorer of The Family. When we originally bedded down in a stable home environment in Azure Islands (May-August 2008), we were then three, with Hucka D. joining us back in March, I believe. He was a bee shaped avatar, mix in a healthy dose of Linden Boy Next Door. But something happened to Hucka Doobie the avatar in the meantime. A famous artist had died in the real world named Charles Nelson Blinkerton at the ripe age of 99, bordering on 100. He suffered a fatal heart attack while climbing Burro Mountain in New Mexico, not far from his chosen home of Lordsburg. Before that, he had been talking to my user baker b. via the telephone. They talked of fellow user Blinkerton’s involvement with the very beginning of Second Lyfe, after it moved on from Linden World. A crucial split occurred at that time. Blinkerton’s virtual art was — to put it simply — “lost” inside The Man LINK at the center of Linden World, when the whole thing shifted to Second Lyfe and an expansion of the grid. The Man was also shifted from the center toward the northeast corner of its sim during the changeover. This story is told in March and April posts of the old Baker Blinker Blog, named after me of course, since I was the central avatar at the beginning. It is worth telling again, and saving. Soon.

Anyway, Hucka Doobie was around before then, but Blinkerton decided to *enter* the avatar on a permanent basis upon dying in order to live on. And Hucka Doobie is still around in the virtual world, and Blinkerton is still with him. He retains these memories of the New Mexico surrealist/abstractist. The Hidalgo collage series gives strong clues about their relationship. But when Blinkerton entered Second Lyfe through The Body, things were obviously a bit different. He became kind of a child or child-like being to Baker Bloch and myself. We had to take care of him, since he was “new” to virtual reality. He was not native to this environment, unlike Baker and I. But then, perhaps during our stay in Second Lyfe, we, The Family, realized that Blinkerton was just as unreal as Hucka Doobie, and that *both* were created avatars. Isn’t that strange? After a period of despondency, Hucka Doobie plugged on.

I get many questions through my user about how Hucka Doobie became the chief spirit of the blogs — both for the Baker Blinker Blog and the successor Baker Bloch one — usually shortening his name in the process to just Hucka D. I can’t recall exactly when it happened without looking back through the posts. I would guess it started when Hucka Doobie stopped building his so-called b-hives, like B-Hivia or his early peak creation: the square version of the Temple of TILE in Summer 2008. I’ll have to check and get back to ya’ll on that.

I was seen as the caretaker of the home environment, often while Baker Bloch was out exploring. As such, young Hucka Doobie and I spent a lot of time together and got to know each other well. We still have a tight relationship, although we see relatively little of each other these days. Maybe that will change sometime.

I am also frequently asked about when Baker Bloch assumed obvious leadership of the family. This I’m more clear about. It was after the move to Linden Mainland in August 2008 from Azure Islands, and our user buying the first Linden property, next to the Rubi Woods — yes, the same Rubi Woods we still live next to some 8 years later. Amazing, huh? Not that we’ve stayed in this location all the time. Not atall. But perhaps The Family begins and ends at the same mainland location during their Second Lyfe existence.

Why the shift over to the other Baker? I simply got tired of the prejudice women avatars encounter in dealing with other Second Lyfe avatars, especially the male ones obviously. Mainland was going to be more crowded; encounters would be more frequent. It was best that Baker Bloch put his foot forward to represent the family. He began to outstrip me in terms of inventory. He owned the Linden land we bought — that was a big factor, come to think of it. I was kind of shoved into the background. I remained that way until quite recently. And that’s where my story revives. A Renaissance even. I’ll let Baker Bloch tell his larger side of The Family story if he wishes.

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Chat 03

BBloch:

No, I really did have another party to attend. Well, a party period.

Hucka D.:

We know what’s going on [behind the scenes]. We know of the evil twin. We know of BoBylon.

BBloch:

Of course. I already told you.

Carr.:

This was all set up[ I’m afraid]. Yes, it was to protect you Baker Bloch, and baker b. through you. The famous or infamous Collagesity collagist up there and down here. You almost told Riverpearl that you were both a real life artist and a Second life artist at once.

BBloch:

It’s Pearl. Just Pearl.

Carr.:

You had so much to say and ask but your fingers limited you. Well, it’s actually this place. Imagine a place where the discourse is so limited. You type and erase, trying to take in what was said several exchanges back. In the end you get little results. Are you even a member of the group you asked to join?

BBloch (checking):

I don’t think so.

Carr.:

You wanted to discuss BoBylon with someone. Nautilus mainland. You are in the heart of the fire now, Baker Bloch. How does it feel?

BBloch:

Pretty good, actually. Speaking for my evil twin.

Carr.:

Well, let’s see how close [he and Chad Ghostal are] (reading):

“Voiced by Brad Abelle, Chad Ghostal is Space Ghost’s evil twin brother, distinguished from Space Ghost in physical appearance only by a crudely drawn Van Dyke beard. He is a beatnik, with a love for jazz music and outdated beatnik slang, and is both extremely cool and evil.” Sounds a bit like Chester. Chester, can you dig it!?

Chester (breaking off talking to Lisa):

I can!

Carr. (continuing):

“He is also quite the ladies’ man.” Well, well, well. (Carr. eyes Baker Bloch, then continues) “Chad is first mentioned in the episode Jerk where he calls in to the show to tell Space Ghost he has escaped from the asylum and will be there shortly. Chad’s first appearance onscreen is in “Switcheroo”,[citation needed] where he uses his resemblance to Space Ghost to switch places with him…” blah blah blah. Blah blah blah, Chester!

Chester:

Blah blah blah!

Carr.:

And so you wanted to speak to another about BoBylon. On the mainland. Nautilus. Completed book. The pieces stitched together that are BoBylon. BoBylon. And this is where your collage series will start?

BBloch:

I don’t know. (looking around) Hucka D. must have flown off to get more toast. Oh, drat, I can’t say he flew off now… no wings.

Carr.:

Or buzzed off. We’ll miss out on so many of those jokes.

BBloch:

I wonder what he’ll eventually decide to become?

Carr.:

Well, we know he’s a woman now and that’s a start. Endless possibilities. AC and DC. Highway to Hell and back [in black?].

BBloch:

That sounds like[ something of] a closer, Carrcassonne. Gotta get up in an hour or two… working slob you know.

Carr.:

Slob for sure.

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Chat 02

Carr.:

That really wasn’t necessary, Hucka Doobie. Now you’ve scared away Baker Bloch.

Hucka D.:

He had another party to attend.

Carr.:

Did he?

Hucka D.:

I suppose you know about the evil twin. Like Space Ghost had an evil twin. Brad wasn’t it? Let me check. I’ll have to go out of Second Life and come back in. I’ll make some toast for us while I’m there. *Toast* doesn’t change here. It’s always toasty time.

Carr.:

Suppose. What do you think of this whole BoBylon idea?

(but Hucka D. had already gone away. 3 hours later…)

Hucka D.:

I’m back. Wake up Carr. Psst. Wake up sleepy eye.

Carr. (rousing herself):

Oh hi Hucka Doobie. Where’s your… oh, I’m remembering now. You have declared yourself a bee-free zone. Yes, it’s all flooding back. Where’s the toast?

Hucka D.:

It was a metaphor.

Carr.:

So what now? Now that you’re not a bee?

Hucka D.:

When in BoBylon…

Carr.:

Have you met The Purse?

Hucka D.:

Really? Really, that’s what we’re going to call it?

Carr.:

Yes. Chester came up with it[the metaphor?] actually. Chester is wise in a pointy way, in that he went up to a peak, saw the past and future, and then came back down. It was all a race all around him. Zip zip.

Hucka D.:

I’ve put the [Chad] link in the post. I’m taking over for Baker Bloch. *You* asked me to. Remember?

Carr.:

Once more visions are faint. I know we have a Mulholland Dr. situation [going on]. This road to BoBylon. Where is it leading us? It’s so hot now. Imagine the temperature when we fully get there. What direction are we being led down to now? So hot.

Hucka D.:

It’s not Baker Bloch but his twin. We must conclude that BoBylon is hell. Correct?

Carr.:

Check.

Hucka D.:

Correct was named incorrectly. [It] should’ve been Comet.

Carr.:

That’s it! A well placed comet will take care of everything.

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Chat 01

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“Chester a permanent fixture in your gazebo here, Carrcassonnee?”

Carr.:

Yes. He is to remind you of reality. Real Life. The higher fiction.

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The higher fiction. [I] like that, Carrcassonne.

Carr.:

Please. Call me Carr. It will save your fingers.

bb:

Ok Carr. I think you got mad at me one time when I shortened your name like that.

Carr.:

Must have been a bad day[ if so]. Maybe it’s that day I got soap in my eye after that wonderful shower and froze up in the woods, looking for a towel.

bb (nonplussed):

Maybe.

Carr.:

Lisa’s also a fixture. Aren’t you Lisa? Who’s a good girl? (answering herself) *I’m* a good girl. You see, I *am* Lisa. It’s not a ventriloquist act. (pause) But you have questions about Collagesity, about Second Life in general. My Second Lyfe.

bb:

Suppose so, but no new ones probably. Should I give up Collagesity in a week?

Carr. (after a short pause):

I would say yes except the answer is no. You know people visit now, even contribute to the town’s funds. And what are you doing with the funds?

bb:

Well…

Carr.:

You are spending them on something else.

bb:

Well, not really. I think people are contributing to help pay for the land tier. Everyone in Second Life knows it’s a little expensive to own even a 4096 or an 8192. An 8192 is a minimum base for one of my towns now. I’ve gotten it down to that. But on top of that I have a 768 rented from Markland where the Red Umbrella and Norum College are. If that goes — if I don’t pay rent in a week — then it’s all dominos, as the other [land pieces] fall one after another until only one remains.

Carr.:

Yes, one should remain.

bb:

And what of the 10×10 of 100 collages? It’s not even in Collagesity — hasn’t been there for 1/2 a year maybe. And the World of Collages, connecting Collagesity to the outer world of collages, let’s say, hasn’t been there for almost as long. If people visit Collagesity now, they don’t get the whole village. The Art 10×10 *should* be in Collagesity — it’s not really and fully Collagesity without it. And that gallery was very hard earned down through the years unlike, say, the most recent one — Boos — which formed quite quickly.

Carr.:

You’re ultimately wondering where Bogota[ the projected newest collage series] will take root. You’ve speculated BoB — [is it] still named that?

bb:

Yes. I think we should talk of BoB.

Carr.:

I heard you met another avatar for a change last night. Riverpearl?

bb:

Pearl Grey. She very nicely offered me a spot on her gallery wall in Quentin. She and some of her friends get together every so often and celebrate the wasteland. I mean, Mainland.

Carr.:

Waneland. (pause) So that brought up the new challenge… you go. Where’s Hucka D.?

bb:

I don’t know Carrcassonnee. Yes, does Collagesity live for another month or do I just pull the plug?

Carr.:

Getting back to BoB…

Hucka D.:

Hi! I was summoned.

Carr.:

Hi Hucka D.! Nice of you to buzz in.

Hucka D.:

Always with the bee jokes, hehe.

Carr.:

Har har.

bb:

Ho ho?

Carr.:

Back to the subject. Thanks for joining us Hucka.

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Hucka D.:

Baker, could you move this thing further away from me? As Clare Fischer might say: “hovering!”.

bb:

Sure, hold on. So you know of Claire Fisher, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

The musician? Sure.

bb:

I think she’s an artist on the show. Well, in fact I know she’s an artist, because we’re watching it now.

Hucka D.:

I know. (pause) It’s still there.

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bb:

Ok, I moved it over there so it — Chester — can talk to Lisa the Vegetarian, most likely about real life concerns. Isn’t that right, Carrcassonnee?

Carr.:

Isn’t what right? Reality?

Hucka D.:

Thank you. I enjoy spinach.

bb:

Is that relative?

Hucka D.:

Yes, in real life I relish spinach. I hate it down here in this hell hole.

Carr.:

I have a pistachio ice cream fetish up there. Here it just all melts before it gets to my mouth even. What *is* this place you’ve brought us to, Baker Bloch?

bb:

BoBylon?

Hucka D.:

I’m roasting. I’m going to take off these hot wings. (after checking) Well, it seems I can’t. What’s all that Space Ghost stuff doing in my avatar, Baker Bloch? I didn’t know I was part Space Ghost as well!

bb:

You’ve forgotten. *I’ve* forgotten. [8/3/16 note: *both* didn’t realize during the moment that they were looking at Baker Bloch’s outfit profile, not Hucka Doobie’s]

Hucka D.:

Simply roasting. See, my palms are wet. My hair is getting wet.

bb:

Why don’t you just come back when it cools off later tonight.

Hucka D.:

Night, day, what’s the difference here? And you wonder why I don’t show up much any more. Even the White Palace up there in purgatory can get a bit warm. You still hang up there without me?

bb:

No, it was just basically you and me there. Now I have Carrcassonnee to chat with. Down here.

Hucka D:

Ugh. So f’ing hot.

(then Hucka D. did the unthinkable)

Hucka D.:

I hereby declare myself *not* a bee any longer.

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Choices

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Is Baker Bloch back? There’s a distinct possibility he exited his entrapment in Collage World through the newest iteration of same seen here, which I’ve just inserted into the town museum next to its central Confluence Pool. I’m tempted to call the work “Death Stars”. The circumstances now are very similar to what happened at the beginning of the Sam Parr collage series about a year and a 1/2 ago. A Second Life scene I was focusing on instead transformed into a legitimate collage. *Is* this the beginning of a new collage series, perhaps the legendery Bogota or even Boos-gota (mashup of Boos collage series which it seems I *just* completed with the projected next series of Bogota)?

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And if Baker Bloch is back, does that mean Carrcassonnee can return to Collagesity from her exiled status over in Nautilus City? All strong possibilities. In fact we better say they’ve already happened and go from there. Baker Bloch approaches Carr. in *Collagesity*. Baker Blinker is already there.

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Carr.:

Karoz was there [at the beginning of the Sam Parr series]. Maybe you should just ask him what to do.

Baker Blinker:

I don’t think I’m quite ready to be put in mothballs, Carrcassonnee.

Carr.:

Of course you’re not sweetie. All characters want to live forever. But, like the [newest] collage tells us, death happens, and we all move on sometime.

Baker Bloch:

How much is just the immediate impact of the death of David Bowie?

Carr.:

A lot I would suppose. He was a powerful figure. His archetype stretches out into many dimensions. He is not dead, just pausing. (pause)

Baker Bloch:

Maybe I should just go back into Collage World. For the main flow of the story here.

Carr.:

Hucka Doobie is going to show up now. He will just hover above us — no need to rez a seat.

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Oh, it looks like he’s just going to stand between you. Is he your child?

Baker Blinker:

No. He is equal to us. He can *act* like our child, he can act like our parent, an uncle, a cousin. Whatever it takes. Right Hucka D.?

Carr.:

Hucka D. has trouble speaking in these chambers with others around.

Baker Bloch:

I would agree with Baker Blinker. But also add that Hucka D. *does* seem like a guiding spirit in the main.

Carr.:

You need his presence?

Baker Bloch:

Of course (!)

Carr.:

This is my decision. Baker Blinker, you still have issues unresolved that you must work through. Where is this Devil Dave? He must be gone, else I could not be here, back in Collagesity. Correct?

Baker Blinker:

I’m not sure.

Carr.:

And Karoz… if you go, then Karoz will probably leave us as well, don’t you think?

Baker Blinker:

Again…

Carr.:

My decision is that you both must stay now, until you resolve the issues. I also understand that Peter SoSo visited Collagesity through the collage. Wonderful! And he didn’t know who Karoz is or was. Isn’t that odd, since Karoz claims him as a great friend. How could that be?

Baker Bloch:

I have theorized that Karoz has been implanted with false memories of Crabwoo, stemming from Devil Dave. It was *DD*’s memories of Peter that Karoz remembers, not his own. This is similar to what happened in a Red Dwarf episode…

Carr.:

More Ancients you speak of here. And David Bowie himself is an Ancient. He appears in [“Carrcass+1”] not talking about Judy. His presence in *that synch* is coded into North Carolina.

Baker Bloch:

True enough. Queer.

Carr.:

There are too many queer things happening to call them queer any more. We can just call it a “bleedthrough.” Strong personalities begat bleedthroughs — black holes. Black Star black holes.

Baker Bloch:

And then there’s the whole [“Carrcass+2”] presence [of Bowie]. Superstrings are the prettiest star within.

Carr.:

He would like that. He *does* like that. Because he helped create it. No, the Bowie character will stick around as well. What’s his name?

Baker Blinker:

Well, we named him Peter SoSo to be honest with you.

Baker Bloch:

We were expecting him to turn out differently.

Carr.:

You thought he would be Peter Gabriel instead.

Bakers:

Yes.

—–

Carr.:

No, Peter SoSo will now live amongst you in Collagesity for awhile. Go about your business.

(Carrcassonee fades from vision. The burning lemon outside disappears as well.)

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Baker Bloch speaks up. “Anyone for a beer?”

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Crash

“He’ll take over Collagesity Heights. He’ll watch “Uncle Meatwad” over and over until he’s sick…”

Hucka D.:

From eating the popcorn, yeah. Then he’ll roll over and sleep. Then he’ll wake up and start it all over again. *We’ll* have to provide the popcorn and the drinks. He doesn’t like shakes, oddly enough.

bb:

How long can this go on?

Hucka D.:

Until it’s done.

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“Karl, you’re an Ancient. You’ve got to help us. You’re the only good (hiccup) only good Ancient I’ve ever known.”

“Yeah, that’s because I have fur. I’ve changed. I’ve adapted to this place. I’m *Furry* Karl now.”

“Great,” responds Baker Bloch.

“Anyhow, I haven’t spoken to those cretans in many ages. I just lived next to the wad of ’em. Sure they came over all the time and I came over to their place. But it was mainly to complain.”

Baker looks down into his 5th drink of the night and thinks about crying. “Hucka D., you know, the blog spirit…”

“Don’t talk about spirits in this place,” Karl reprimands.

“He says we might not be able to get rr-rid of them. It’s their world now. Theirs.” He pointed up to the sky with his free hand.

“I’m going fishing with my cousin Crash down at the coast. I’m washing my furry hands of the whole mess. *You* guys deal with it. They’re not my type any more. There’s Crash now… hey, watch the rod!”

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Baker Bloch looked over at the door of the bar. A pure bred, cartoon looking furry stood there. Karl’s cousin Crash. Trouble is, there were two of him to Baker Bloch, blurring in and out of each other.

“Two”, is all Baker could manage as they left together, rod in hands.

“Goodbye to you too, Baker Bloch,” Karl called back through the door. “And Merry Fucking Easter.”

Hucka D. was looking down on him as his alcohol poisoned head sank to the bar countertop. He actually hovered over him, like an angel. Something had happened that Baker Bloch would never get over. Karl probably wouldn’t return, at least for a long time. Carrcassonnee herself was packing bags. Yes, something had shifted. Unplanned maintenance.

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The next day, Baker Bloch was hung over but not hallucinating any more. The crash was over.

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Or was it?

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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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