Skeeter's Flight Log: Now THAT'S a Crash!

Last night I flew my Cubey Terra tiny-sized Cricket and went down in Middlesea's waters, my plane lost. This is the message I got telling me where it ended up:

Your object 'Eladrienne Laval's Terra Cricket 1.0' has been returned to your inventory lost and found folder by Mineralogical Society from parcel 'Cavorite Mines and Praeternatural Mineralogical Society' at Caledon Moors 58.9883, 253.743 due to parcel auto return.

Oh my!

Pre-Thanksgiving Ball

I arrived a bit late to the Pre-Thanksgiving Ball at Loch Avie hosted by Her Grace Loch Avie and the Baroness Bardhaven due to being at the Steelhead Military Ball earlier. I did get there in time for the last three dances of the evening! First, I danced with Mr Hax, who looked so dashing in his Lancers uniform!I then danced with my neighbor and tiny partner-in-crime Lord Heron, who I am always glad to see out at these sort of events...
And finally, with the handsome Professor Messmer...
Whom I went to the Guvnah's Mansion afterwards to look at the plans for Morgaine with, as he will be building Cape Messmer/Messmer Rocket Labs there! The Guvnah himself appeared while we were there, concerned that the duchy of Middlesea went down...
He teleported us with him to Caledon On Sea to watch the Lindens at work trying to restore it. We were also joined by Mr Hax, Miss Callisto and Cap'n Trenton and had a very good time talking with the Guvnah. Middlesea issues aside, it was quite a treat to be able to chat with him for such a long time like that!

An Ode to SL

I composed this little poem...

An Ode to Second Life

Oh, SL, what shall we do?
LL what is wrong with you?
When our sims just crash and burn
And we're ruthed at ev'ry turn?
Our items gone,
Our projects lost.
It's a price we pay
But at what cost?
Lagging, glitchy, missing, awry...
Our problems we can not deny
Patience thin
Expletives hurled
Despite it all...
See you in-world!