The Great Wall of Babbage

“Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!”
-Former United States President Ronald Reagan

“All in all it’s just another brick in the wall.”
-Pink Floyd

There are many quotes that have to do with walls, but none quite fit what I’m trying to express about this particular one. What strikes me about this amazing construction in Babbage is just how intricate it is while still being enormous. The tell-tale signs of its creator, Jenne Dibou, are everywhere: delicious details, sensational sculpties, and a vision for the best of Steampunk.

When I visited, I was all dolled up, having just been out dancing. But that striking juxtaposition aside, I do feel as if I must look beautiful just to be next to this gorgeous creation.

These are the stats from JD’s profile:

256m long, 15m wide, 30m high 6 towers, inner tunnel and a huge main gate included, all this only 423 prims!

Let me scoop up my jaw from the cobblestone walkway as I imagine how great that accomplishment is. Well done, JD!

Check out more pictures here. Teleport from here.

Your next door neighbor has an avatar…

… and you may never know it—not unless you hack their computer, get their avatar to reveal way too much personal information, or hear them speaking of their virtual gaming habits in public.

But what do you do when you want to find out if someone you know has an avatar? This is my question to you. Without revealing you have one, how can you ferret that information out?

You see, there’s a girl at work who I think might know about it. I’d love to find out about her avie—if she has one—but I want to do it surreptitiously. I was once in her office asking a question and I could have sworn I saw the sign of the apocalypse S.eL hand on her screen for a split second. Months later, I’m still wondering about it! What if I made it up? What if I didn’t?

I greatly value the anonymity of my avatar (but I guess I have no shame about butting into someone else’s business). I like that only a few very select people know about my involvement in S.eL Even fewer know how I spend my time there. I am very much “myself” the whole time; I don’t put on a mask to change personalities. Eventually my aviepals even get to know my real name, how I make a living, or where I live. But it’s my choice who knows what, ya dig? I like having the freedom to reveal myself in bits and pieces while still acting just like me.

So… this chick. I have got to be a hypocrite and find out if she’s in S.eL!

NSFW

What is with so many naked-as-a-jay-bird pictures on the blog feeds lately? And why are jay birds are always naked?!

I realize that “More” breaks via WordPress aren’t exactly working, but sheesh! It’s as if in order to model a new purse, it has to be resting on your chunky bare cleavage in order to get noticed.

Trust me. We notice.

I’m so glad I live alone. Can you imagine a roommate walking in behind with me while I’m eating my spinach dip and crackers, feet propped up, all while a naked chick spreading her legs-to-Tuesday stares seductively at me from my rss feed? Can we say “awkward?

Well, one thing it’s done is make care less and less about seeing naked folk. Honestly, it’s not shocking to me. I’m not offended. I’m more worried about other people spotting me with some virtual unmentionables on my screen and coming to some conclusions that are nothing like “Oh, she likes fashion!” Yeah, right. Where’s the effin’ fashion? All they see are a smeared kitty and breasts the size of the boulder-formerly-known-as-Pluto.

So this might be the end of surfing the feeds during my lunch hour! So much for keeping up.

The hood

I spent loads of free time today weeding through my starred entries in Google Reader, picking up some freebies, and visiting new-to-me sims and shops. One of the best finds today was the Primouth sim where you can purchase and drool over the hottest vintage autos. The details are delectable. I long for a drive down the coast, the wind in my hair, the music pulsing through every seam of the sumptuous leather interior. … All I need to do now is decide which one fits me best.

From Herbie to robots, this place has all kinds of goodies to see. I was especially attracted to one cherry red Primouth model I found off the beaten path. And, like any vixen-in-waiting, I got right on!

These are best viewed large.

Take me for a ride, baby. Vroom.

On my bod:

Skin: GiGi Couture, Light “Violettes”
Piercings: Fluky, Simply Pierced facial piercings
Hair: Here Comes Trouble, Savy - Exclusive - pitch black
Tattoo: Red Ruin, Japanese Water Tattoo
Eyes: LittleGirl, Glass Eyes - MetallicSilver
Skirt: Surf Couture, Scrubbed Mini - Navy
Shirt: Surf Couture, Diner Top - Red
Shoes: FNKY!, Kicks - Grey
Necklace: Atomic Kitty, Picture Pendant Necklace (part of the panda hunt going on now)
Socks: Sh*t Happens, Red tube socks (not available anymore)