and thus, we find ourselves in deranged swimsuit territory
YAAAR! It be Talk Like a Pirate day, mateys! Crawl into your best eyepatch and go out into the wide wide world and find ye some good part of call to drink and make merry!
Just don't do anything that'll have ye thrown in the brig--who knows what the pirates are like who've been kept to themselves a bit long, eh? ARRRR!
Problems with SL continue unabated. Yesterday, just to add to the weirdness of rearranging inventory and appearance settings not saving, my club was attacked by small party hats.
I'm not kidding. Over a hundred of them. All making weird little booping and banging noises. This COMPLETELY tanked the animation in the sim, PLUS made it freakishly impossible to change groups...and, because the Powers That Be Linden immediately killed the scripts grid-wide...nothing scripted worked well.
Keep in mind I have scripted shoes and hair, and some things in between. :)
It must have taken a solid hour, just walking the property, walking inside and out on the club, finding these things and deleting them individually. Other people apparently got hit with little birds. I don't know which would be worse.
SL still isn't right. I'm hoping they get a handle on this soon.
Honey 2 the B? The nailbunny version. Whoa.
Last two fashion pics--yes, there are more, but I didn't get a chance to get to them, and my bus is coming...well, it should be here by now, so it's most likely late. :)
Quick, cut her out of the netting, she's going under...Oh. Those are sleeves?
Someone tell me why you'd want sleeves that could float up and strangle you on a swimsuit?!?
A model wears a swimsuit from the Rosa Cha collection. (AP Photo/Diane Bondareff)
(September 10, 2006)
Big damn belt. Heh.
A model wears a swimsuit from the Rosa Cha collection. (AP Photo/Diane Bondareff)
(September 10, 2006)
For the first time since the migraine week, I don't want to go into Free Geek. I just want to stay home and play, and sleep, and...I can't do either. And it's not that I stayed up too late last night--I just don't want to go.
Obviously, I will be working on this. :)
Just don't do anything that'll have ye thrown in the brig--who knows what the pirates are like who've been kept to themselves a bit long, eh? ARRRR!
Problems with SL continue unabated. Yesterday, just to add to the weirdness of rearranging inventory and appearance settings not saving, my club was attacked by small party hats.
I'm not kidding. Over a hundred of them. All making weird little booping and banging noises. This COMPLETELY tanked the animation in the sim, PLUS made it freakishly impossible to change groups...and, because the Powers That Be Linden immediately killed the scripts grid-wide...nothing scripted worked well.
Keep in mind I have scripted shoes and hair, and some things in between. :)
It must have taken a solid hour, just walking the property, walking inside and out on the club, finding these things and deleting them individually. Other people apparently got hit with little birds. I don't know which would be worse.
SL still isn't right. I'm hoping they get a handle on this soon.
Honey 2 the B? The nailbunny version. Whoa.
Last two fashion pics--yes, there are more, but I didn't get a chance to get to them, and my bus is coming...well, it should be here by now, so it's most likely late. :)
Quick, cut her out of the netting, she's going under...Oh. Those are sleeves?
Someone tell me why you'd want sleeves that could float up and strangle you on a swimsuit?!?
A model wears a swimsuit from the Rosa Cha collection. (AP Photo/Diane Bondareff)
(September 10, 2006)
Big damn belt. Heh.
A model wears a swimsuit from the Rosa Cha collection. (AP Photo/Diane Bondareff)
(September 10, 2006)
For the first time since the migraine week, I don't want to go into Free Geek. I just want to stay home and play, and sleep, and...I can't do either. And it's not that I stayed up too late last night--I just don't want to go.
Obviously, I will be working on this. :)