An Afternoon in My Second Life

So to start, I have to say that my first life is pretty damn cool. I've got every techno gadget I can dream of, a kick ass house, a huge toy collection, a beautiful and equally kick ass daughter and of course, my very own super geek of a husband. However, my first life is also laden with responsibility, bills and, sadly, all the inconveniences I experience because I cannot fly. That is where my Second Life comes in and steals the show. With Second Life, I can waste tons of time doing all sorts of fun shit without leaving my house; like dancing with minatars, teleporting to a country rife with zombies, checking out digital strippers and of course flying! That is not to say a Second Life is all fun and games, in fact the interface is setup with a very complex social structure. If I wanted more things to worry about, I could get a job, develop my own land, create a store, study in one of the schools or utilize their highly developed economic system to make some real life money. But that's just not my thing, so I say bring on the digital tomfoolery

This me, Wednesday Steampunk, dancing awkwardly in a New York themed ballroom. Not terribly exciting, but I do have a pretty cute avatar.





Here I am perusing some sexy Christmas lingerie. I don't know why my Second Life character or anyone for that matter would need to look like a sexy version of Santa Claus but to each their own.







WTF! A giant anime looking cat!











You know what the best part about riding a roller-coaster in Second Life is? Not having to wait in a freaking line. Sadly, this wasnt as fun as I thought it would be but the graphics were killer.








Here I am, riding in a rocking horse. Definitely couldn't manage that arrangement in my first life.









This is the price list from the "Curves Strip Club."
Just in case you were curious. It is 300 L$ (Linden Dollars) for topless, 600 L$ for naked, 750 L$ for a private lapdance and 1000 $L for a private lapdance with sexmoves. According to the current exchange rate, One US dollar is worth roughly 259 L$. That's a pretty cheap lap dance if you ask me.


Flying over dolphins, hell yeah!












Oh, no! A mere seconds before I was murdered by Zombies! (Apparently those green things are Zombies) Take that first life, in Second Life I can survive being murdered.








Gratuitous dancing!







More gratuitous dancing!












Snowman ATTACK!








And lastly, my home Caledon, a 19th Century Steampunk Victorian village. Aside from offering the variety of amenities essential to Second Life existence, Caledon is home to Oxford University which takes you through an in depth Second Life tutorial without which I may have never figured out how to dance. or just about anything else.