Oct 31, 2009

Happy Halloween!

(photos taken at the Blue Mermaid during the Dark Cabaret event)

Skeletal...um.....chicken? (Podruly Peccable)

Vulpine Eldrich as the Headless Horsewoman


by Lord Byron

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill’d into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings—the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum’d,
And men were gather’d round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other’s face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain’d;
Forests were set on fire—but hour by hour
They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks
Extinguish’d with a crash—and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil’d;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and look’d up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash’d their teeth and howl’d: the wild birds shriek’d
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl’d
And twin’d themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless—they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again: a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought—and that was death
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails—men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour’d,
Even dogs assail’d their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish’d men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lur’d their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer’d not with a caress—he died.
The crowd was famish’d by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap’d a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they rak’d up,
And shivering scrap’d with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other’s aspects—saw, and shriek’d, and died—
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless—
A lump of death—a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirr’d within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp’d
They slept on the abyss without a surge—
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir’d before;
The winds were wither’d in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish’d; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them—She was the Universe.

Dark Cabaret

Oct 21, 2009

The Lemur Picnic and Roller Derby of Dooooom!

The Rez Day Girl and her shoulder Ringtail.

Frequency Picnic's Rez Day party - Mexican Wrestling Roller Derby, Zombies, and Lemurs. OH MY!

The Luchadora Lemur of Skye

Oct 18, 2009

Færie of Autumn Skye

The Autumn Fairy
by Celticpoet

The Autumn fairy weaves her spell
Spreads out her cloth of gold
Adorns the fields and woodlands both
With the riches of days so old

She makes the plants and flowers bloom
Displaying Nature's glory
For soon cold Winter's dismal gloom
Will tell a different story

Among the Rocks
by Robert Browning

Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth,
This autumn morning! How he sets his bones
To bask i' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet
For the ripple to run over in its mirth;
Listening the while, where on the heap of stones
The white breast of the sea-lark twitters sweet.
That is the doctrine, simple, ancient, true;
Such is life's trial, as old earth smiles and knows.
If you loved only what were worth your love,
Love were clear gain, and wholly well for you:
Make the low nature better by your throes!
Give earth yourself, go up for gain above!

Ode To Autumn
by John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

*All photos taken on the Isle of Skye, Winterfell Anodyne. Eva Bellambi as the Færie of Autumn Skye.*


Oct 12, 2009

Strong Breast Support

Again, my most sincere thanks to all involved in our Second Annual SL Boobie-Thon events!

p.s. to spend a bit more time browsing the photos - feel free to go see my Flickr album.

Oct 8, 2009

With Gratitude!

Real life being what it is, I have not had time to wade through the wonderful pictures of the final Boobie-Thon 2009 event in SL: The Limerick Contest.

I have shared in other venues (in my exhausted but elated state) that Saving Second Base (our SL Boobie-Thon team) donated 2010.00 USD to Susan G. Komen last night after a week of wonderful events and gorgeous product sales.

Let me just say that again - $2,010.00!!!!

Thank you! Thank you!

I promise a more full report within the next 2 or 3 days. But for now, let me just say a HUGE Thank You! to Velesjæger Munster (our contest winner), Hotspur O'Toole, and PJ Trenton for their fine limericks during the "Joust".

A special thanks to Iason Hassanov (who was suddenly and unexpectedly called into RL work and could not join us for the event, but worked with me to create the space), Icarus Ghost (our phenomenal DJ) and Hypatia Callisto (for sharing not only some great burlesque dances, but also her Blue Mermaid event time with us).

My fellow judges were AutoPilotPatty Poppy and Magdalena Kamenev. Thank you, ladies!

And of course thanks to Serra Anansi, my Bosom Buddy in all these efforts.

Oct 3, 2009

Second Annual BoobieBall (x2) is a HUGE Success!

There are far too many of you to thank for generosity of spirit and pocketbook to do so by name, but I send a heartfelt thanks to all of you who were able to attend our (and/or donate at) BoobieBalls! When I left the second event this afternoon, I left with the knowledge that over the last 2 days you have donated 1100.00 USD!

All of that money is heading to the Susan G. Komen Foundation via the Blogger Boobie-Thon!

Thank you, lovely Seneschelf, for being such a wonderful partner in our Second Life Boobie-Thon efforts!!

And thanks to Stormy Mefusula and Mollie Braxton, who are the Chief Boobie Officer and a fellow photo editor respectively.

The wonderful vendors with fantastical items for sale in support of Boobie-Thon will remain at the event site until October 7th. Pray do go have a look and make your purchases without delay!

Also - Don't forget to join us for the Limerick Contest on October 7th at 6:30pm SLT!!

Oct 2, 2009


Boobies. Cuhuangas, Breasts. TaTas. Bazooms. They are called
many things and although they come in all shapes and sizes (large,
small, saggy and perky), they have one thing in common: The ability to
develop cancer. Even though there is no cure yet, Serra Anansi and Eva
Bellambi are once again joining the annual Blogger Boobie-Thon to do
our part part to make cancer a thing of the past.

The gorgeous location for the balls.

*First BoobieBall* (for US time zones), Oct 2nd 6:30pm. This
ball is informal, come as you are! Wear pink if you like, come topless
if you dare!! This event will be held on top of a sim crossing. This
is done to accomidate the possable 40+ person crowd! If you do not
wish to step across the simline, you can use one of these two LM's

Please remember that lag is our worst enemy at events this large
and keep your attachments to the necessities. Hair, large prim skirts
and jewelry are beautiful, but we ask for the sake of this charity,
that you keep these kinds of attachments to a minimum.

If you access the advanced menu on your tool bar at the top of your
screen (ctrl + shift + alt + d) and then rendering -> info displays
-> Avatar Rendering Cost, you will see a number over your head any
number that shows red is going to cause lag for your fellow revelers.
If you remove jewelry and replace swishy hair and clothes it will
lower that number and make the event more enjoyable for everyone. We
also ask that you please remove any and all HUD devices as they do not
add to the number above, the do contribute to the sims lag.

View from above the venue in Winterfell


*Second BoobieBall* (for UK time zones), Oct 3rd 12pm. This
ball is informal, come as you are! Wear pink if you like, come topless
if you dare!! This event will be held on top of a sim crossing. This
is done to accomidate the possable 40+ person crowd! If you do not
wish to step across the simline, you can use one of the two LM's listed above.

*Ice Cream Social* Oct 5th 4pm. Dunk Tank, Inner Tube Games,
Dancing, Conversation... Silliness!

*Limerick Joust* Oct 7th at 6:30pm, Come witness five
contestants (VelesJaeger Munster, Hotspur O'Toole, PJ Trenton and
Iason Hassanov) will spar and joust with limericks - would you like to
see your favorite man win? Judgeship's are up for bid, highest bidders
get to pick the winner!
*Limerick Melee* Oct 7th at 7:30, After the main event, there
will be the opportunity for all others to share in the fun - Popular
vote will determine this winner. Burlesque music and dancers just to
ad to the atmosphere of fun!

***AS ALWAYS*** These are fundraisers for the online BOOBIETHON
(www.boobiethon.com) and all proceeds from this weeks events goes
DIRECTLY to the The Susan G. Komen Foundation (http://ww5.komen.org/)
Your donations can be made in the kiosks on-site and by purchasing
items from our generous designers' vendor units. Last year we raised
over 2600usd and we want to beat that total this year!

Oct 1, 2009

Boobie-Thon 2009 Has Begun!

And so our events for the 2nd Annual Second Life BoobieThon are also beginning.

Our first event is the BoobieBall - this year with TWO times in order for more Friends of Breasts may be part of the fun! There will be kiosks available for your donations. Our vendor area will also be set up for your shopping pleasure. Proceeds will go toward our ultimate donation to Boobie-Thon/Susan G. Komen Foundation.

Eva and Serra fight breast cancer with humor and irreverence!
Join us!
(photo credit: PJ Trenton)

2nd Annual BoobieBall

October 2nd at 6:30pm SLT
October 3rd at 12:00pm SLT

Wear pink, if you'd like. Come topless, if you dare! But DO join us and bring friends!