The jumps in time have essentially ended for John Lockfry 02. He stares into the Rubi Woods, wondering why. And where is the wife? It’s not as important a question now. He senses a lack, an absence. Something has happened. Hanover.
Baker Bloch has reinserted the Home o’ Fibs into the northwest corner of town. But is he really this Wilson fellow now? Who can tell?! I hear that Wilson has purchased the non-transferable blackbird to make them essentially identical in appearance. Transformation complete.
And rain has also returned to Collagesity, at least the part around Confluence Pool. JL2 contemplates this reinstatement too. It all seems to fit together somehow; leading up to a celebration, he senses.
Someone is coming. Someone is here!
But it’s way too early for him/her. Isn’t it??
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!
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.
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.
Baker Blinker’s World of Lemon 03
Shortly after we got back from England and settled down — again — in Noru (for a second stay), The Family as a whole decided it was time for me to get a makeover look. In June and July 2010, Baker Bloch began exhibiting shows from outside artists at the reformed Blue Feather Gallery in Noru, with some support from nearby Chilbo. It was exciting Second Lyfe times again for us. Chilbo was perhaps the most influential Second Lyfe community not created by the Linden owners of this virtual world. I feel it was destiny that our family would be attached to it during our stay in Jeogeot. Even our later Pietmond, which formed in October 2010, can be see as a kind of child or spinoff community of the much larger Chilbo. But that’s also when we became, or started to become, independent of its influence. And that chain of independently existing, virtual communities for the family beginning with Pietmond continues even to this day, with the latest incarnation called Collagesity. The latter’s been around for over 2 years now. It seems quite stable. But there’s also a chance, perhaps a small one but perhaps not so small, that we’ll be moving again soon. To BoB.
Which leads us back to the makeover. It was decided — again, a family decision — that Baker Bloch was just a little too archaic looking to function as a fully proper art gallery promoter to the larger Second Lyfe community. Another friend at the time that influenced the change was Flora Nordenskiold, who later became a powerful and influential Second Lyfe gallery owner. But when we were friends, her ascent was just beginning. We thought we might mimic her style, and open up our formerly private galleries for public shows. But this phase of our existence was soon over. Another branching off occurred. We decided that the Blue Feather Gallery in Noru would be both enlarged and set back on earth — grounded — to sever as a vehicle for the ambitious “Jeogeot Through Art and Word” exhibit, another personally made one. The idea was to unite the art of *all of Jeogeot*, Second Lyfe’s largest mainland continent, and create a unified, collective style of sorts. I think. Again for this, we had cursory approval from the higher ups in Chilbo, I believe. And looking back, I think Chilbo could have greatly benefited from a stronger link with the idea. Again in retrospect, Chilbo was attempting to expand LINK, but never made it past a local effect, really, in terms of overall Second Lyfe culture. As Hucka D. kept reiterating at the time, Chilbo goes as Jeogeot goes.
So my makeover was a result of attempting to gain more of a foothold in the Second Lyfe art community. Although I would consider the makeover a great success, and I know our user considers it the same, I never really became this face for the family to the greater whole. I suppose it was the decision to focus on “Jeogeot Through Art and Word” that shifted the emphasis. And then when Pietmond came along, I was kind of drowned out in all the newly created noise and buzz. Not that I didn’t make the occasional visit. But they were few and far apart. Pietmond I evolved into Pietmond II evolved into New Pietmond, the second part which took us away from Jeogeot and back to Heterocera and the Rubi Woods. We remained on Heterocera for the first phase of VWX Town after the Gilatona-Lis and attached Power Tower gallery were completed, then the second and what turned out to be the last phase of same returned The Family next to the Rubi Woods. VWX Town subsequently yielded to Collagesity (after the Falmouth series), which brings us to current times. So there’s that chain of our virtual communities starting in 2010 and extending to the present.
Baker Blinker’s World of Lemon 04
It could have happened anywhere along the way. If our user’s computer power was strong enough. As it turns out, this wasn’t really the case until Collagesity Winter 2015-2016, a period of virtual existence cannonized in the graphic novel of the same name. Suddenly two avatars could easily log onto Our Second Lyfe at the same time. The trick was tried way back in early 2008, when Baker Bloch and I first met inworld and kind of formed a crush on each other, quickly dispelled as stated before. Blochs and I are *friends*! Twins, really. Such wasn’t the case with Karoz Blogger, as it unfolded. In the exact middle of the graphic novel, we became more.
Karoz Blogger certainly has his own interesting history to tell concerning The Family. He was originally formed and molded in May 2009, I believe, right after the “Where Are We On That?” exhibit was created for our Kelly Yap gallery that explained the then current family of avatars we had: Baker Bloch, Hucka Doobie, Esbum Michigan, Wilsonia Foxclaw, and then myself. A chapter was formed for each. Mine is here. But Karoz Blogger is Jeogeotine through and through, and thus beyond the original set. Our user created him to act as a brother figure for Baker Bloch, a counterpart. As Baker Bloch is made with bits and pieces of an old Space Ghost avatar (thus the reason his father is stated as being the *official* Space Ghost, elder version), Karoz was partly assembled from a Zorak avatar. Zorak is Space Ghost’s sidekick on the classic Space Ghost Coast to Coast shows. Fantastic entertainment. Notice if you haven’t before (and you probably haven’t) that Karoz’s name is Zorak spelled backwards.
Karoz became an exploring partner for Baker Bloch after the family’s move to Jeogeot in May 2009, often checking behind him for the purposes of writing and editing blog posts. From our position in Noru, he fairly quickly made his way down to Chilbo several sims away… and discovered or remembered that he was *originally from Chilbo*. A wave of memories swept over him, as he’s explained to me. But it was not the then current Chilbo he remembers. It was a different one, a split off version. A version he remembers being called Chilbol and, originally, Chilbolton or Chilboltown. Traces of this version appeared in the town banners, which read “Chilbo!”. The “l” had been changed to an “!”, but Karoz received the message. He realized the split nature when he was hit by a mortar shell from a tank passing through Chilbo, and was temporarily derezzed from our virtual world. Our user’s screen whited out. Karoz died, then came back to life. The alternate reality had been set into place. He recalls Chilbol. He remembers the Noru that was named Norum instead. *Norum* was the larger entity at the time, not Chilbo. Chilbol was the satellite. And his surrogate mother Sapphire was queen over all of Jeogeot. Sapphire’s shadow casts large.
Like I said, Karoz’s story is a complicated and twisty one. The tail started wagging the dog early on. In part 5 I’ll attempt to elucidate more of his tale, leading up the events in Collagesity Winter 2015-2016. Afterwards I’ll have an important announcement to make. Something will happen at Christmas this year. She/he will arrive.
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.
My collages in other people’s spaces
First off, I have a new and artsy neighbor in Collagesity: Art Oluja. I halfway suspect this may be another incarnation of my old friend Veyot, who was a neighbor and actually integral part of Collagesity/VWX Town in 2 other locations in past years. But whatever: welcome! I’m very excited to see what develops on the 624 sq meter parcel in the coming days and months. And she’s added Collagesity as one of her picks.:)
Newer friend Pearl Grey then sent me an inworld notecard giving locations and brief descriptions to some places virtual renditions of my collages are being displayed in Second Life. Many thanks again Pearl! A very nice gesture indeed.
The first (Boos 10: “The Martian”) is found on a back wall at Sojourner’s Ground on the Maebaleia continent. It’s owned by Klaus Bereznyak, who’s been around since 2007. An old virtual soul, then; here’s his homepage.
The final collage of the 2007 Oblong series (“Lymeyen”) is then displayed in a parcel under construction called A Little Piece of Art owned by, well, it’s owned by my new neighbor Art (!). The plot thickens…
I really like the idea of a “judgmental alien”. I can identify!
This is found on the oldest continent of Sansara, by the way.
Next up is a somewhat larger parcel called Art and Weird Words, with a quite creative treehouse display of Rose Hill 06: it’s sideways! But I think it works in this environment. I forget to have Baker Bloch sit in front of it for the picture. Oh well.
The owner here is — yes, Art Oluja again. Next door is Saul’s Place Cafe, with a display of Saul Goodie’s very interesting abstract art pieces. Whether chance or not, this is also quite near Soujourner’s Grounds. Just down Route 8B. Is this the start of some kind of art city along this route? Only a couple parcels of abandoned land separate the two. And I should also add this: “Art and Weird Words” is found in a sim called *Wyrd*. Wyrd is a type of portmanteau of “weird” and “word”. Interesting!
And then as I kept poking around, I found Rose Hill 07, the next one up in the series, displayed in the other treehouse on the Art and Weird Words parcel (or should that be Art and Wierd Words?). Hmmm… interesting again. Actually, as I’m remembering now, Pearl mentions in her notecard that both treehouses contain collages. I still recall creating both of these works late into the night back in 2005. They’re based on some similar motifs. Kinda scary stuff — darker than most of my works.
Here’s the involved treehouses and a connecting bridge.
Treehouses and Saul’s Cafe.
The last link in Pearl’s notecard took me to her own residence in Rosieri, not far atall from Collagesity, being only about 500 meters away. I had a old friend named Cocoanut Koala who use to own a considerable chunk of that sim. I mention some of her intricate and detail oriented work in this 2014 blog post.
I was very pleased to find a piece by Earl Dinkin within. Now I’m not friends with Earl, but he has numerous galleries all over the mainland continents I’ve run into, by accident or not, again and again. A bit more of his very cryptic story here. He’s another old virtual soul.
And then me as Baker Bloch in Pearl’s living room before yet another one of my Rose Hill collages (Rose Hill 03: “Just Passing Through”). Another Baker Bloch shows up as I take this picture. Or is that Wilson again?
If so, then who’s on the porch offering watermelon to all?
Baker Bloch sips his morning beer and contemplates further changes for Collagesity. The focus *must* be on that Friends of the Rubi Woods parcel, he believes, the 512 that will remain when all else goes away. That is the foundation, he rationalizes.
But right now, all that’s on it is a still almost empty Home o’ Fibs partnered with a quite premature Christmas tree. Yes, gift giving has come early this year, Baker understands. Wilson-Wheeler.
He heads over to Carrcassonne for a prearranged meeting. Baker Blinker is already there.
Other Baker! Come join us. Baker Blinker and I were talking about changes. Ch-ch-ch-changes. David Bowie will return. What was his pseudonym again?
Bogota. Like the projected collage series.
Yes, I remember now. Bodega.
No. *Bogota*. Like the capital of, um, Ecuador? No, sorry,
Bolivia Columbia. [The smaller] Ecuador and its Quito are next door.
That is precisely what I want to talk about with you guys tonight. I hear you are watching “12 Oz Mouse” again up in the real world. The oh so cool real world. Should that be capitalized?
Well, we’ve had our time to chat so I might leave you and Baker to talk about that.
No no, Baker Blinker. I want to speak with both of you. This involves both of you. “12 Oz Mouse” is very important. And not just because I was the *star* of the show, mind you. (Carr. laughs here)
You were very good in it.
Good? I was spectacular. My finest role. Perhaps by a good margin. Whadda ya say we go up to the theatre and watch some episodes. Oh, I guess that would spoil it for the user, however, the one that types these things we speak of and orchestrates what we do. Are you up there baker b.?
(All look heavenward. No answer.)
You say that Karoz is also involved in that.
He is my double in the show. As I’m sure you’re sick of hearing me say, I play Fitz the Mouse, the star. But in *certain* ways, Karoz is also Fitz. And then in other ways, *both* you guys are Fitz. And Spider over here is Skillet, who is a squirrel and not a dog, as Rhoda ponders, or a rabbit, as Roostre guesses. Both are wrong.
(The Bakers exchange glances with each other, like, “here we go again”.)
BBloch (finally sitting down):
Okay, Carrcassonnee. We’ll bite. What’s going on with “12 Oz Mouse”?
World of Lime? 01
I could hardly believe it. We would need a road map to figure it all out. It could be said to begin with the letter to Liquor. Rhoda says that Liquor says Mouse is up to his cans. Now here’s the trick. Liquor got the wrong letter. This Mosquitor penned piece of paper, which also has something to do with Quito *and* *mos*quito LINK, was suppose to be delivered to Roostre. But Roostre, in turn, couldn’t open his letter he mistakenly received that was Liquor’s. Instead he’s [time] GAssed by this kooky (cuckoo?) clock.** Carr. then says this is the same clock that is in *our* Rhoda’s bar now. Let me insert a picture.
Oh, I forgot. It’s not there any longer.
But anyway, We The Family noticed quite some time ago that this clock actually *moves* on its own volition. We understood this because it started projecting from the back wall of the bar on the outside, and when Baker Bloch would push it back through to the inside wall, it would simply work its way out again. True story. Finally Other Baker got tired of messing with the obviously cursed thing and deleted it. But [12 Oz Mouse character] Clock is *real*. In *Collagesity*.
So that’s one element. Carr. is stating that “12 Oz Mouse” is not dead and that it will live on through her.
Rather early on in the short lived “Mouse”, bartender Rhoda is killed — telepathically sliced in two — by Square Businessman, also just referred to as Square. This comes shortly after Rhoda talks about Liquor’s letter and some other things he’s obviously not suppose to. Now our Rhoda was similarly killed, as documented in the “Baker’s Dream” section of “Collagesity Winter 2015-2016” (and there’s a picture of the now deleted cuckoo clock, three down). But [12 Oz Mouse’s] Rhoda’s death is foreshadowed by a hallucination (?) shared between him, Fitz, Skillet and Man-Woman. This is repeated in Carrcass-1, accompanied there instead by the music of Slint and the track “Rhoda” — no relation to 12 Oz Mouse’s Rhoda. But there’s another strange attractor[ involved]. And “Rhoda” is the only one (of 7 total) Slint songs used in Carrcass-1 not from their fantastic album Spiderland. And that’s Spider again… Spider is another character in “12 Oz Mouse”, and, as Carr. states, has been remodeled as a dog for Collagesity and kind of merged with Skillet, I suppose. So the [central] Fitz/Skillet duo of “Mouse” has been reshaped as the Carr/Spider duo of Collagesity. Getting confused yet? Phew!
But I must plug on… Equador is then mentioned indirectly by Rhoda before his death when he describes or attempts to describe the relationship between New Guy and Skillet. He says that New Guy is not as much cheesy green up on squirrels (Skillet’s species, as verified by Mouse), but more like Ecuadorian sleep. I have no idea what that means, so let me google it. This is indeed important.
I have no idea still. And a kind of creepy thing is that this blog post will now show up in the hits for the phrase. If future people do the same google search, they’ll be confounded by the same riddle, add this post.
Ecuador… Quito. Ecuador commonly misspelled as Equador, with a “Q” like “Quito”.
Next door is Columbia and its Bogota. We have jumped up a level. Wheeler.
**an unofficial script for the associated episode (04) has been found here:
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.
I wonder what it would have looked like had it been realized?
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.
Just us two is fine. You are taking over. You *have* taken over. Invasion of the body snatchers. I know you.
No you don’t.
Yes I do. State your questions sir.
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.
You look simply radiant tonight Other Baker. What do you think Karoz?
And what about you? Do you feel… radiant? You don’t look radiant.
He’s working on it. *We’re* working on it.
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?
Oh I haven’t spoken to him in many years.
Perhaps he’s dead.
No, I would have heard about it. We all would.
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.
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.
Wheeler really wishes to live in Gormthoog. Will she get her desire?
“Hello? Hello over there?”
She had a couple of minutes to kill before her date with Karoz, so Baker Blinker decided to dress appropriately for the occasion and pop over to the cardboard house art installation by new neighbor Art Oluja for several pics. The parcel is called “Huh?!” Baker loves it. Who *is* that oh so glowingly positive mystery woman over there?
Art for the art, I suppose. But is it being disposed of? Is this the old art being replaced by the new?
Then Karoz shows up and adds his own unique poetic take to the event before they head off to the Collagesity cafe for their sushi dinner, posing as “The Birth of Venus”.
“He tries so f-ing hard!” a touched Baker thinks. “I must keep saying yes.”
Fitz and Butch
I’ll talk to whoever I have to about 12 Oz Mouse, Karoz, and it must be fairly quick. You’ll do. How are you doing by the way? How did your date go?
I was snatched away from it to be here with you. It didn’t go awfully well.
Well… as Baker Blinker recently thought, you are trying so so hard.
Yes. My advise is to keep on keeping on. She’ll come around. That Curse Purse… your line.
That Curse Purse.
Yeah. (pause) You’re still up.
Oh. I’ve been meaning to talk to you in more depth about TILE.
Great. Exactly what I wanted to say to you. So we’re in synch again.
(15 minutes later)
Enough of TILE. Mouse before forget.
We, our user, watched Shark’s party tonight. Eye got his leg cut off by Hand. Pretty gross actually. I don’t think baker b. used that in his synch.
Skillet is key. It says that on the wall of the party. You better go back and check. Baker b., are you there? It’s more difficult to tell with Karoz. Maybe I should have teleported Baker Blinker over here. She’s such a lovely girl Karoz. You are so luckey. Luckey lucky luckey.
So are you in there?
Yes. Yes I’m baker b. Looking out at the virtual world again. Looking at you.
Careful about the spilled wine.
The Party must be examined very carefully. Golden Joseph, Skillet is Key… so much there.
Ch-ch-changes (sorry) at the epicenter of the Jorondip sim once more. My new friend Quito has given me a present! I wonder if he noticed the pictorial similarity between Quantum Cat and Starman David Bowie seen on the sides of his namesake arcade game? He probably did. They’re even about the same size.
This is new as well: a can of Tiger Brand motor oil.
Baker has a bit of a lie down on a handy, nearby bed before heading outside for some refreshing exercise at Quito’s fitness corner again.
Schultz the Cat. There are now a good number of such named animals in Jorondip and BoB in general.
We Are Family.
Come on out Wilson. I know you’re in there. Come on.
I’m not Wilson. Anyway, I think you want Wheeler. Wheeler is in Wilson. The Wilson-Wheeler dichotomy. Who came first? What came second? Etc.
You’re not Wilson.
No. I came to ask about the collages. There’s a rumor around town that Spider will be let loose within them again.
No again. This happened once before LINK. Remember? (turning to Spider) Remember Spider?
Spider will talk one day but not today. Maybe tomorrow.
Are the rumors true?
Who told you this? Wilson?
Not everything revolves around Wilson, Carrcassonnee. *We’re* here. Baker Blinker, Karoz, Hucka Doobie, myself. We’re permanent. The permanent family members.
Do me a favor Wilson. Make a list of permanent and impermanent residents of this town. My town. I can’t move around well enough to do so. Census, perhaps. Yes, a census. Can you do that? Go to each house. Knock on each door of each house. Make a count. Ask pertinent questions. Report back to me. Go.
Alright I’ll do that later but there’s not many residences in town, actually. A lot of galleries, a number of so called businesses supported by the galleries…
You do this for me, I’ll send Spider into the collages. What specifics do you need from my end for the entrance?
I don’t know. What are your ideas about it? Do you have ideas?
O-KAY. (an obviously irritated Baker Bloch looks around for his blown off hat)
I will not argue with you again.
I-I don’t remember arguing before.
This has happened too often. Bring out Wheeler.
Okay, we’re both here now. Just to confuse you more, hehe. So *there’s* Wheeler. Wilson and Wheeler. Two headed girl boy. (Baker Bloch looks at Wilson)
Hold on hold on. I’m going to do a trick. Hold on to your hat Carrcassonnee! I’m going to revolve you around. Let’s see how this goes. Ready… go.
I didn’t feel much.
BBloch (after seeing it wouldn’t work):
No. The radius is too big. I was going to attempt to merge with Wilson.
That would be catastrophic! NEVER try that again. EVER.
Jesus Christ Carrcassonnee.
Family Are We?
“I believe you’re looking for me Carrcassonnee. Get up Baker.”
What happened to Wilson? Did you kill him?
Wheeler (w/ sarcasm):
Yes I killed him. Get up Baker. That’s my seat from now on. You sit over here. (sarcastically imitating Baker Bloch): Oooh, I’ll bring in Wilson. I’ll show Carrcassonnee. (end of imitation) But it’s always *this* seat. Where he can’t see me well.
I can see you.
But not well.
How about now?
Carr. (seeing clearly):
Who *are* you?
Yeah Wheeler. Tell us about yourself. Here, I’ll get up. I get the hint. You’re taking over, etc. etc.
I sure am.
(Baker stands and offers his chair to Wheeler)
In a moment bud. I’ll stand too. You stand and I’ll stand. You sit and I’ll sit. That’s the rules from now on. Right Carrcassonnee?
I don’t know. My brain hurts. Need Asprind. Run up to the marketplace Wilson and get me some Asprind.
Cure for rabies? (she laughs)
I’ll go get them. Be back in a flash. Are you okay here alone with Carrcassonnee Wheeler?
Why wouldn’t I be? We’re *the same*.
Are We Family?
“Where’d your pupil go?”
Ah, there you are. Perch. How have you been Perch my old friend?
I… I’m not Perch any more.
I know. The whole assimilation thing. So you want to know about Jorondip, eh?
I didn’t say that.
On and off. Black and white. I took over. I simply took over. And I took over the thing taken over. I’m just that powerful. Do you know who I am?
Um, you said you were me.
You’re scared, huh? ‘Fraid I’ll take over *you*?
Carr. (meek; lying):
Well I can. I *will*. But not just yet. When Spider talks then that’s the End of Days. BoBylon realized. You understand me Perch?
I can’t reach those memories.
I’ll have that eye and I’ll have you and everything else in this town.
Spongeberg. Spongeberg can stop you.
No. Not even Spongeberg The Destroyer can stop me. I’m him as well!
No. Need… Asprind.
Wheeler (more of a whisper):
I’m even… this town. I’m Second Lyfe itself now. My Second Life. *My* Second Lyfe.
(Carrcassonnee has no answer. “DEMON,” she thinks)
Family We Are.
Baker Bloch couldn’t find any Asprind up at the Bodega marketplace. He and Karoz Blogger, who was playing Clerk this night, even looked in his upstairs apartment above the market. Then they sat down in the two chairs there and started talking about Karoz’s woes with Baker Blinker. Baker Bloch lost track of time a bit before Karoz mentioned Wheeler, making him jump out of his seat.
“Man, I almost forgot about Carrcassonnee. Just give me some regular aspirin. I have to get back. Wheeler was acting… strange tonight. Stranger.”
“Baker Blinker seems to like her well enough. She can crush an olive with her mind.”
“Hold on to that thought, Karoz, and we’ll get back to it.”
Baker Bloch rushed back to the gazebo, but everyone was gone now. He heard sounds coming from what he thought might be Collagesity Heights. He returned to the Bodega marketplace and used the teleporter beside the door to reach it. Karoz went with him.
They found Carrcassonnee in a bad place: upside down, turned around, and very dull and red-violet now, the opposite of her usual, healthy chartreuse glowiness. A 12 Oz Mouse clip was playing in a loop where Shark offers Fitz the Mouse some Asprind.
“Yeah, I suppose that’s the only thing that will really cure her,” Baker Bloch said upon viewing the spectacle. They both sat down and watched as well.
Carrcassonnee’s gonna be all right.