Kittens and Prizes

I feel that I should mention the contest being run by the publication Second Life Insider, where one might win a veritable cornucopia of delights. Or, at least, a limited subset of the produce of a cornucopia, as traditionally a cornucopia would keep on producing whatever was desired by its owner, and I fear that the designers in question here will not continue to make whatever it is the winner wishes on demand. I imagine that contacting Ms Aimee Weber for the fifth time in the middle of the night insisting that she make you a pair of furry kitten knickers immediately might not meet with a favourable response. So, in actual and prosaic fact, it is simply that there is an array of prizes to be claimed.

I mention this as I will be contributing a prize, and indeed, as stated on the entry concerned, it most definitely is a secret. I do not feel that I am giving much away, though, in saying that it may, perhaps, explode. Or it may not.

The list of entrants is at the moment rather short, shorter even than I, and thus I would advise readers to add their names and predictions. Ms Tateru Nino’s prediction, based on Proper Scientific Methods, has been made public, but of course the Millionth Resident could arrive at any time. No apocalyptic events have been foreseen to take place when this occurs, but given the nature of the Grid it might be advisable to hang on to whatever headgear you are currently wearing.