Wheeler really wishes to live in Gormthoog. Will she get her desire?
The “Wheeler anomaly” in Boss, MO
“Hi Blinks!”
“Hello? Hello over there?”
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Wheels
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Rubi
Lockey?
Carr.:
Just us two is fine. You are taking over. You *have* taken over. Invasion of the body snatchers. I know you.
BBloch:
No you don’t.
Carr.:
Yes I do. State your questions sir.
—–
Carr. and Baker Bloch Wilson talked for quite some time. Carr. explained that Baker was going through a different development than before. Karoz and Baker Blinker changed all that. Collagesity became permanent. Yes, I guess that’s maybe true, perhaps not in the sense that My Second Lyfe will always be around but that the virtual town will always be here. In some form… beyond just a collection of galleries. And that’s what they had to talk about: TILE. Carrcassonnee next brought in Karoz and Baker Blinker.
—–
Carr.:
You look simply radiant tonight Other Baker. What do you think Karoz?
Karoz:
Absolutely!
Carr.:
And what about you? Do you feel… radiant? You don’t look radiant.
BBlinker:
He’s working on it. *We’re* working on it.
Carr.:
But it’s absolutely very good that you are working on TILE now Karoz, at least. For that is the important point now. I to E to T to L. Never forget that. But your training won’t allow it. How’s Blue Feather Douglas doing over there in his pyramid at Crabwoo by the by?
Karoz:
Oh I haven’t spoken to him in many years.
Carr.:
Perhaps he’s dead.
Karoz:
No, I would have heard about it. We all would.
Carr.:
And Devil Dave. He’s left the scene, but he could return. He could renew the rivalry for Baker Blinker’s hand. You better think about that.
Karoz:
I have.
Carr.:
Well, I think we need to work on those changes.
—–
So Carr. chastised Karoz a bit for not putting much effort into changing his appearance from standard default grass texture. “Look at John Lockfry 02 over there,” states Carr. “Handsome devil. And now he’s dating Wheeler, luckey girl.” Karoz was thinking something different. Baker Blinker then admits she’s a bit jealous of Wheeler. “But not like Dr. Mulholland before her,” responds Carr. “You had quite the rivalry. But not for Karoz.” “No,” she admits. “Just…” “Just what?” Carr. queries. “She stole my purse!” Baker exclaims. “No,” replies Carr. “*There’s* your purse. You see, you didn’t lose it at all. Dr. Mulholland has — *had* — a different purse, two different purses in fact. Wheeler also has two now. But there’s your one white one, spinning around like a rotisserie chicken. You better figure that out.” “Curse purse,” Karoz then says.
—–
It’s Baker Blinker that holds it all together. Collagesity goes as she goes. She and Karoz.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Rubi
Bumm’n Around
My new artsy neighbor Art is cooking up something on her property next to Collagesity. I’ll get back to that…
Baker’s still pondering what to do with his empty parcel on the opposite side of town, the Friends of the Rubi Forest one. Interesting balance.
Then it’s over to BoB again to pose with a mental patient. Halloween isn’t far away! I love that holiday.
BoB’s Crescent House is officially outta here, replaced with this similarly sized rectangular structure. The involved parcel has been bought. So much for Collagesity in BoB, it seems.
Baker was hopping around land parcels for sale through Lama Estates (as he sometimes does) and logs out right after encountering this blue cube in Varano on the Nautilus continent which appears very much like the one in Lynch’s Mulholland Drive movie. To reinforce its presence, when I log him back in the next time, the cube looms before Baker as he manifests. This *must* mean something, he rationalizes.
It’s actually more of a box than a cube, but Baker couldn’t originally tell this from his position below it.
I aid him by digging up online pics of the Mulholland Drive cube. The similarity is obvious. What was found inside? More BoB stuff, but the parcel was banned.
As Baker is looking at it again for the purposes of writing this text, it appears the doubling of the Mulholland Dr. cube’s keyhole is completely accidental, involving a projection of the back of a slightly off-angle tv screen within. I think this fact may be odder than if someone did the effect on purpose. Just look at the similarity! SIGN. You can check the thing out here if you wish (look east).
Back to BoB for this picture of Baker Bloch posing between two blue women figures. But of course this could be Wilson again instead. And in reality, it is.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Rubi
Baker Blinker’s World of Lemon 05
“Where did Karoz come from?” forms an important question early in the story of our Jeogeot days. “Who are his parents?” Obviously Sapphire is his surrogate mother during Karoz’s stay in Noru(m), but with no father figure around, seemingly. There was the mysterious, perhaps ultra-mysterious Peter SoSo who came along later. Chilbo’s direct Lemony double in Crabwoo becomes relevant.
But I’m going to skip to Karoz in Collagesity Winter 2015-2016 for now. We see him first there as shopkeeper for the Bodega Market. He has a gun, and practices target shooting down at Poppie Pond almost directly underneath the store. He lives above the market in a one room apartment — still does. But he was also at least a borderline alcoholic when Baker Bloch first finds out his old 2009 Jeogeot hiking buddy and sidekick has been resurrected. Their friendship continues in Collagesity Noru from back in 2014, but we do not have any photographs of them together there — oh, I believe we have one. Let me dig it up, because I was in that one as well. LINK But it is here in Rubi, as documented in the Collagesity Winter 2015-2016 material, that Baker Bloch’s and Karoz’s joined fate is fully revealed. Karoz was destined to be my partner, my lover. As Blochs is essentially my brother, my twin even, that makes Karoz an eventual brother-in-law. Oops! I seemed to have spilled the beans on my big secret. Yes, Karoz and I are engaged! We’re tentatively looking at a Christmas wedding, since my parents will be in town anyway. Nothing big, mind you, just a celebration wrapped inside another celebration.
So the history of Karoz also becomes part of my history as two streams merge into one. We will figure out things together from now on. I support his evolving theories about TILE and a potential college for the movement. He supports my continued experimenting and tinkering with the wrestling tag team idea, actually a parallel development. Latest on that is the “manufacturing” (or recruitment, if you wish) of a super-wrestler named Wheeler, spawned from Wilson. You see, Dr. Mulholland, as John Lockfry 02 knows now, has essentially left the scene, making The Mulholland Drives project dead in the water. She felt (rightly) threatened by Wheeler, a more powerful athlete. Wheeler stands 5’9″, and weighs about 150 — hope she doesn’t mind me saying that for the blog. Dr. Mulholland is only 5’3″, 5’4″. I myself am a wiry 6’3″, so basically a foot taller than the doctor. Practicing with Wheeler is a better fit for me, and a better matchup physically. The several times we wrestled in ernest, I just beat the pulp out of Mulholland. Wheeler is a greater challenge. And she’s maybe about as smart; turned me on to new physics — quantum computers, strange entanglement, and such. It will be an interesting path.
So back to Karoz and the upcoming wedding. There are plans to get Hucka Doobie intimately involved. I won’t say any more in that department — just drop a hint of what’s to perhaps come. As far as living quarters go, I’m not sure Karoz’s Bodgea market apartment will be suitable for the two of us. My Gloomy Gus is cozy but small. Maybe we’ll have to move away from Collagesity, even. Perhaps the whole extended family will. Nautilus’ BoB remains a strong possibility for a destination. A re-creation of Collagesity, and perhaps the birthplace for our user’s projected Bogota collage series.
David Bowie slash Bogota will come back among us. He already has. We sense his presence. We cannot see him yet as he wanders about the place. He changes things around in the twilight zones. He probably lives in the woods still. He will be found soon.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Jeogeot, Noru
Wheeler
Baker rezzes at home base once more, and pauses to take a look around. The Falmouth Gallery looms impressively from this angle.
Carrcassonnee’s fire is on. She’s in. But Baker resists going inside quite yet.
He keeps just turning around in his tracks. Lockfry’s old trailer. Wonder if he’ll ever return to Collagesity? Not John Lockfry 02, but the red guy, the one that was buds with Karoz at one time over in Crabwoo on the Maebaleia continent. Or so they said.
And then in the fourth and final direction comes Baker’s Home Orange, an old and now new center. Baker Bloch’s father Space Ghost has returned and is planted inside, I believe. Space Ghost wants to become one with his son, and I think that can happen now.
He keeps poking around Collagesity, visiting the never finished town museum with its lone hanging collage: the theoretical start of the Bogota series. Never really focused in, just like this picture never seems to focus in for Baker. Defective texture? Must be.
Baker glances west to the Tower of TILE, technically kind of part of Collagesity as well. He again ponders rezzing (another?) Gloomy Gus structure there.
He zooms in on the forest and its many trees, exactly 199 in number. Or is that 200 now with Unch? Is Unch real?
Has he neglected the mysteries of the forest? Is there a whole parallel universe not taken where many advances have come in that direction?
As he just scans around the forest in zoom mode, he sees, well he sees what appears to be himself sitting in a lawn chair on the parcel with the Tower of TILE.
But then the birdie winks out. It’s Wilson. Phew! Tit for tat, I suppose.
Baker forgets about Wilson for a moment as he decides to head over to Jorondip and BoB in general just to check that whole scene out as well tonight. He eventually lands in Gormthoog, staring at the giant green faune statue over purchasable land. Could this possibly be his new home? A new Collagesity location? Couldn’t be, could it?
Then it was back to the actual Collagesity next to the Rubi Woods. Wilson was still there sitting in his chair. Baker approaches…
… to find a strange girl-boy. This must be Wheeler, he surmises. She/he spoke.
“I’m looking for a facelight tonight… heading back over to BoB. Wanna come? Well, you actually have no choice. Let’s go!”
Later on, Baker gains a facelight but loses a hat. He has become the bald headed seal for real.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Rubi
Mirror World
“Where is he? He said he’d be here at home base waiting for me.”
But Wilson had moved up the hill to beside the Power Tower, perhaps looking over the visitor list for Collagesity, accessible via the gallery kiosk located on the Norum building wall across the lawn. Baker checked his inworld map and saw this. Up the stairs connecting eastern and western side of towns he went. And now connecting the two halves of his inworld self, one with bird and the other without.
There the poor bastard is, Baker thinks. Asleep at the helm.
He clears his throat. Wilson rouses and turns.
The first thing he thinks is, Where’s the bird? Baker was silouetted against the dark edge of Big E at the time, so maybe that was the explanation.
But when Wilson waved for them to sit down at the nearby table, the bird was clearly not there.
He told this fact to Baker Bloch. Baker looked at his shoulder to see Birdie the blackbird staring right back at him. “Well he’s here,” he said calmly.
“Um, no he’s not.” Wilson focused in closer to Baker, and the creature popped into existence. “Oh yeah, I see it now. I just had to zoom in.”
“And now when I zoom back out, it stays. I guess it decided to stick around now.”
They each then spend about a minute trying to take a picture of both of them taking a picture. They never could.
“Should we just go down and see Carrcassonnee while we’re both here?” Wilson suggested.
“After you,” Baker offered.
—–
“Wake up Baker,” Carrcassonnee says.
“That’s Wilson,” Baker speaks back. “Notice that the bird isn’t on his shoulder.”
“Oh. I thought it was the other way ’round.”
“Well, it’s not, Carrcassonnee.”
“Please. Don’t be so formal once more. Call me Carr. Like a car with a horn and a beep. Beep beep! Carr. Is he ever going to wake up?”
“Hold on,” Baker says. “I can’t guarantee *I* won’t fall asleep now but I’ll get him up.”
“Great. I haven’t met Wilson yet. I’m hoping to make some meaning of him. George W. meaning.”
“I’m here,” Wilson then says, head raised. “Hello again Carrcassonnee.”
“Oh Jeez I have to do this all over again?? Call me Carr, Wilson. And nice to meet you too. But it’s Carr, like the horn. Like a goat.”
“We just met yesterday, Carr. Baker warned me that you might be a little incoherent.”
“How dare him!”
“But correct,” Wilson offers.
“Yeah,” Carrcassonnee admits. “So I guess you’re both here for sagely advice. First off, what do you think of yourselves? Here. Now. Why has one got a blackbird and the other doesn’t. Baker, do you want to start? Why do you think you don’t have the bird?”
“He *has* the bird,” Wilson says. “*I’m* birdless. But I’m compensated in other ways.”
“Like how?” Carrcassonnee queries.
“I can change into another.”
“Yes, I knew that. Wheeler isn’t it? The Wilson-Wheeler dichotomy? Who came first, what came second?”
“Kind of,” Wilson answers.
“But you are two-headed,” Carrcassonnee comes back.
“Yes.”
“Well you are the interesting one here and now, then,” she says (for Carrcassonnee is a woman). “*I* don’t have a bird either. We are both women, then. And our good friend Hucka Doobie recently revealed that he too is a woman underneath all that neutral bee covering. So it’s just Baker Bloch as the man here now. Baker Blinker, of course, is all woman too. Karl cannot manifest in her now. Can he? Baker Bloch, are you there?”
“I’m here,” Baker answers.
“What’s going on with Baker Blinker?” Carrcassonnee asks.
“I’m not really all that clear about it. I know about The Mulholland Drives. But I think they may already be obsolete? Wilson might know more than me. Since he’s been rummaging around her stuff lately.” Wilson stares back at Baker. “Yeah, we know.”
“We do”, Carrcassonnee echoes.
“You were looking at your file,” Baker continues. “What’s in it? Did you put additional stuff in there? Or is it still intact as is… was?”
“I added [Wheeler],” Wilson confesses.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Rubi
Wilson
Baker Bloch reads up on what Baker Blinker knows about Wilson. Some material has been changed out.
What the heck. He heads over to Carrcassonnee. He knows he can’t fool her. Can he?
—–
Carr.:
Well well well. If it ain’t Wilson.
Wilson:
I knew I couldn’t fool you. This is not some ditzy 60s sitcom.
Carr.:
Isn’t it?
Wilson:
I guess it was the bird[ that gave me away]. I couldn’t transfer it.
Carr.:
I would know anyway. I know a lot. The times of day. The period of the season of the sun and moon in orbit and action. The physical nature of dust. The particles that you breath mid-morning before afternoon coffee. I heard you have a new friend. Bob?
Wilson:
I don’t know who he is [inside]. But he’s the one who deleted my — Baker Bloch’s cabin over in Jorondip. Apparently he is part of the group that owns the parcel. He left the safe, but I deleted it just a moment ago, along with the two eyes.
Carr.:
Tell me about those eyes.
Wilson:
Something is changing already. I’m here. But that’s John Lockfry and his wife. One eye male and the other eye female.
Carr.:
What is changing? Does Baker Blinker not want to manage the wrestling team?
Wilson:
I think it is branching out. She created a file on me. She thought it was a done deal. But then something changed.
Carr.:
And, come to think of it, you couldn’t delete Baker’s safe if you were Wilson, unless it was part… maybe you could.
Wilson:
Space Ghost, our father, has told Baker Bloch about Uncle Phil.
Carr.:
I know. It upset him a lot to know that Space Ghost wasn’t his biological father. But he should have thought through this better — a long time ago, actually. And now you are just like Uncle Phil all over. The evil twin. Archetype. I thought you were going to get a tattoo.
Wilson:
Well, I tried [facial] freckles but it didn’t quite work.
Carr.:
So you got rid of the bird. Well, it had to be one little thing separating you two. Like Chad had his Van Dyke beard.
Wilson:
I’ll have to talk to father about this. He’s confused.
Carr.:
He should be. I’m almost confused and I’m never confused.
Wilson:
It’s becoming where you need a road map.
—–
John Lockfry knew about Wilson before he knew about Wilson. Morning dust. Baker Blinker made the realization official by creating the Wilson file and stashing it away in her newly rezzed filing cabinet. The safe would not fit. What appeared to be Baker Bloch opened the file and added new material. Wilson was not a closed case. Baker thought she was the replacement for him, but as soon as this happened she might have become obsolete (once more). She should resign herself to be a manager.
What of World of Lemon? What of BoB? BoB, or Birthplace of Bogota, is taking strange twisty turns. There’s a story inside the story now. The Mulholland Drives may already be an obsolete name. INLAND EMPIRE could be next. IE. We jump up[ again].
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0002, Heterocera, Rubi
Sunklands 