Back To Being Me Again

The past week has been the worst week of my second life. I can’t recall a time when I’ve been so angry in my life, real life or second. I’m noting this without details, because some events are not healthy to remember. It’s like surviving a terrible disease. An now that the disease has been overcome, it’s time to get back to being me again.

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Before the week got bad, I made an interesting real estate deal. What happened was, there are several factions competing for land (i.e. prims) at the sim where I have my garden. That competition became obvious during an land auction on Friday, where one 512sqm plot was bid up over L$15,000. I saw this as an opportunity to sell, and sold a 1024sqm plot to one of the Japanese themed factions. The sale didn’t impact my garden, but did mean getting rid of my prim infested home at the sim. A friend observed that one of the reasons that the sim lands have brought higher prices has proximity to my garden. I have actually seen land sales info that included phrases like, “Near Yordie’s Zen Garden”. /me smiles

And before the week got really, really bad, I decided to go for a sail on Sunday night. In the time I’ve owned my beautiful Trudeau Knockabout, Somebody’s Baby, I haven’t sailed her. So, late Sunday night I decided to take her out on a shakedown cruise.

My boat has been great for hanging out, but it was time for a sail.

Ok, in real life I’m a pretty good sailor, but SL has some special problems that I haven’t mastered yet. I knew this from past experience with other boats. Nonetheless, I cast off from the dock at Junkyard Blues and rather easily sailed out of the canal and into the open waters. The canal was right on a sim crossing and I was a little concerned about the sim crossing, so I stayed in the same sim and practice tacking and other maneuvers.

Things were going well but the controls were a bit sluggish, especially in letting out the sails on the port side. It didn’t seem to be a big issue, so I decided it was time to cross a sim boundary, and I did. OH MY! Rather quickly I realized that the boat was sailing away without me. Yes, I had fallen out of the boat! hehe

I used “sit” command to put me back into the boat (I think I was back), but things went form bad to worse. For one thing, I could only tack to the starboard side. And my controls were lagging so bad I couldn’t tell if they were working or not. To make matters much worse, I seemed to get caught in a wind that took the boat backward, a wind I couldn’t escape. When the boat began filling with water, I made desperate attempt to moor the boat, but was frozen and none of my keys were working.

The last I saw of my boat, it was taking on water, drifting off thru houses and trees and into a pixelated unknown without me. Sorry I couldn’t get any pictures. Anyway, the shakedown cruise of Somebody’s Baby seemed to portend the week to come.

About Yordie

I'm an avatar in Second Life and Xbox. I'm also the author of The Temporal Expeditions sci-fi novel series.
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3 Responses to Back To Being Me Again

  1. Yordie Sands says:

    thanks Modeller… it's a great boat, just wish I could sail it without sinking… hehe

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  2. Anonymous says:

    Hey Yordie…. I got my life jacket and I am ready for a sail. I am looking forward to us taking the boat out soon. Hugs,LeLe

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