As I previously mentioned, I'm listening to this terrific audiobook called
The Boys in the Boat about the U. S. crew team's trip the the 1936 Olympics. One of the things that makes the book so moving is the author's mentions of the roles that the various Olympians, spectators, etc, will have in the upcoming War. It made me wonder how much the Second Life 1920s Berlin Project deals with the upcoming Nazi rise to power. My questions were pretty much answered
by this post. I do wonder however, what the folks who are going the the weekly services at the synagog there are feeling. Do they feel like they are representing those lost and therefore triumphing over hate? I'd love to ask someone who attends about this. Maybe I will someday.
Speaking of questions, I've actually had some from real commenters! Somebody is reading this journal! Go figure!
First,
vettecat asks how users know each other, if they keep changing looks. The answer is that everybody's username floats above his or her head. That's how I knew that the huge dragon who scared the spittle out of me in Oahu was actually another Second Life "resident". This is also the reason why I can say that I saw someone with the user name of "Fangmuffin" at a dance. LOL!
I'm glad
joecoustic agrees with me about the evils of the "Barbie head".
vettecat also asks about fitting clothes in Second Life. ::sigh:: It used to be simple. When I first joined I was happily amazed that everything always fit, but then [cue ominous music] progress happened. Mesh clothing, jewelry, hats, make-up, you-name-it, became more popular. Mesh items are more realistic in some ways, but they do need to be fitted and adjusted and, not to sugar coat things, I suck at it. If something doesn't fit when I first try it on--or try a demo--it's almost impossible for me to fit it properly. Many, many people apparently have no problem with this. I am not one of them.
And finally, to tackle my dear friend's most recent questions, the feather and veil came with my vintage hairdo, but can be removed, and darn, I forgot to get my new shoes into any of the shots. Oh well.
Next up: some impulse buys.