Wednesday, April 11, 2007

If I knew it was going to be that kind of party...

Just another evening on Second Life, complete with giant beach ball, horse, and (inexplicably) the Royal Canadian Mounted Police:


Rhea said...

Hi, long time, me no read you. I have not tried Second Life yet because I am afraid I will get addicted.

Tom said...

Good call, Rhea! After an initial flurry of interest I thought my SL jones had left me, only to find that it's back and worse than ever. The problem I think is that as you become ever more proficient in doing things in SL the more you realize you *can* do there. At first it's all wandering around and shopping, and then next thing you know you're building stuff and learning how to tinker with scripts... when you're not still wandering around and shopping, that is!

What makes matters worse is that librarians are VERY interested in Second Life now, which means that not only do I have the perfect excuse to feed my growing addiction but now I even feel a sense of professional guilt if I *don't* log in at least once or twice a day.

Avoid it at all costs, Rhea! But if you don't, come and visit my tiny little plot of 512 square meters, willya?