Rezzing... rezzing.... whoosh! Lona Gynt arrives to start her day in Second Life and decides she needs to speak with her Kitty, the ever regal and smugly diffident HarveyCat... [15:59] Lona Gynt (lonagynt): Here Kitty kitty! HarveyCat, Lona's accountant, bodyguard, feline companion, and sometime conscience is sleeping languidly in some little corner of Elysium, …
BTT #12: Stages of Life
Stages of Life We love to watch the Monarchs when they are young, Inching along the edges of their Milkweed world Devouring their green nursery with a Grim and fervent appetite. We thrill to see them fly When they are grown, Flitting in the edges Of our gardens and Lighting the dark corners of The …
BTT #11. Top Ten Signs that you have trouble telling the difference between Second Life and Real Life.
Hello Everybody. No big long introduction this month for my blog-type-thingy. David Letterman has been off the air for a little while now, so perhaps it is time we can all start to find a top-ten list amusing again. TOP TEN SIGNS YOU ARE HAVING DIFFICULTY TELLING THE DIFERENCE BETWEEN REAL LIFE AND SECOND …
BTT#10. Miracles of Astounding Normalcy
First a little housekeeping... If this is the first time to my site you might want to scroll on down to Blog-type-thingy #1 (Secret Rainbows on Deep Seashells) and consider reading up in order. Otherwise things might not make as much sense as they otherwise wouldn't have... 😉 You can scroll to the bottom of …
BTT #9 Memory’s Shingle Jingle
The following is dedicated to our friend Memory Thorne. Back when I was brand new in SL, she thought she saw me stuck down in some nether region flopping around. She did what any wonderful Good Samaritan would do... she asked me if I needed help. Turns out I was merely having a blast …
BTT #8 Dysphoria and Rain
"A Poem is a Naked Person" is the title of the sometime-acclaimed documentary film by Les Blank about musician Leon Russell. I have not yet seen the film, but the title of it has been an evocative touchstone for me for some years. It suggests that a poem should just sit there unadorned by ornamentation …
BTT #7. Life on the Wasatchassippi: Love and the Descent into Heaven
I hope you are enjoying the blog-type-thingy so far. This is part three regarding my thoughts on Paul's Triad (part one was the Wild Sweet Orange thing on faith, part two talked about seemingly unrequited hope, and part three talks about...?) Okey dokey! Enough of that, let's get started! This bloggity is not very ambitious, …
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BTT #6 Harvey Cat – Profile Snoop
Hello, I am Harvey Cat... Lona is my human, but she is tired and just wants to sleep (you would think she was the cat). I usually have her pretty well disciplined to answer my needs, but today she is just lying there. I have stared at her for about a full hour (I think- …
BTT#5 The quiet terror of unrequited hope.
I have beautiful eyes and I like to observe, I have a gorgeous mouth and I love to talk and be the center of attention... My ears are not my best feature, I usually cover them with some type of wispy hair. This is not surprising since I get a lot of nice comments about …
BTT #4. How the Artist Considered the Tulip.
Here is another poem for y'all. The last one I gave was one of my oldest. This is my newest poem. In terms of explanation I will say only that it is inspired by a beautiful pastel by an artist in North Alabama. The picture moved me a great deal. You can see more of …
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