Sometimes I wished I could rezz scenes like this in RL.
I love summer. I really do.
Nothing beats wearing next to nothing on a warm summer day. I don’t like bulking up in winter – the ‘layered fashion’ isn’t very kind on a human being that is a mere 5ft tall. We look like waddling penguins in a potato sack.
I mean, I love penguins. But I draw the line on looking like one.
The blooms in summer, oh, wonderful! And all the fresh veggies I’ve managed not to butcher this season around. It’s great.
And then there’s SUMMER.
You know, the kind where humidity chokes you? The kind that makes you sweat every 3 steps? The kind that nakedness don’t heal? The kind that makes you cower in an air-conditioned room? The kind where you contemplate being a career alcoholic because you’re sure that you can drink Long Island Ice Teas your way through summer?
The kind where you strategize your icecream consumption, calculating the time it takes to take it out of the freezer unwrapping it and devour it before it melts?
Heck, the kind that makes you not want to eat or drink because then you’ll have bodily functions and no way in hell would you want to step into an un-air-conditioned toilet?
Would it be very First Worldian of me to want my toilet airconditioned? 😦
An outdoor bed, a breezy day, a good book and a very HUGE jar of Mai Tai would be really good right about now…Mmmm….
I know, I know, it’s freezing your side of the world.
The good news is…
…it’s summer my side of the world!
(Ok, good news for me, that is)
There has been a lot of rain this summer and my garden is loving it. I’m not sure how much cooler I can get with that sentence. I’m sure you’re all envious of my grandma-style gardening swag.
You too can be as swag as I am. Just give it a few more years and less time and energy for an actual social ife. 😄
Speaking of social life, yesterday I arranged a laidback hangout with some SL Plurkies. We went to The Bay and just hung out. Or in my case, crashed several million times thanks to my awesome internet connection. It was an attempt to meet Plurkies in the flesh and I thought it was fun. Not sure how others felt! 😄 It was great to know that generations can merge together happily in SL, unlike in RL.
In fact, I’m sure no one realized the RL generational gap until some attendees needed to explain to the other half why ‘Vanilla Ice Home Renovation’ show is a hilarious idea.
It made me wonder: why can’t we replicate this in RL? It may be because in SL, we have one thing in common: being SLers. We speak the same lingo (rezzed, prim, particles, tp, lag, crash, mesh etc) and we take avatar appearances at face value and we put them automatically at the same wavelength as ourselves.
For example, I always feel on the onset that all avatars I speak to are between 20-30 years old, Caucasian and with a college degree. As time passes, you learn a bit more about the other person that strips down your pre/misconceptions. This however doesn’t usually deter you unless they are downright bad people, and then we are gifted with an interesting and dynamic friendship.
In every person I met, I have learned things that is valuable to my own self.
In RL, we expect our interactions to be structurally linear. For each question is an answer. For each hypothesis is a finding. A leads to B, never to 2, unless A and 1 occurs together. And after you spend a lifetime formulating your conversation method to this linear structure, you go into the workplace where ‘brainstorming sessions’ practically tells you to forget everything you have ever learned about communicating.
Because apparently non-linear brainstorming session is the way of the future. The way ideas are born. The progressive way. We don’t want linear, we want dynamic! Moving! Ever present! Pumpkin spice latte lumbersexual fluid equality empowerment artistic freedom political agenda! The future!
Human, y u so confuzing?
In contrast, interactions in SL is never just. No one actually says hi properly. People starts conversation mid-sentence, change subjects mid-discussion, leave the IM box mid-topic. Sometimes, a gyazo and a LOL counts as a good day of conversing. Sometimes, you end up discussing some weird topics well after midnight.
In 5 minutes we could be discussing 10 different topics that had no intro and will offer no conclusion.
The status quo we place on ourselves and others in RL can be frustrating. I wish it’s not weird to walk up to a 70 year old woman and chat as I would to someone my age, and start discussing the finer points of a fae wings. This conversation is not at all weird in SL, but would be puzzling in RL.
And yet this 70 year old woman must have, at some point in her life, wondered about wings, no?