Ordinal Malaprop's blog

Whilst not actively scripting, building or taking tea with like-minded folk, as I have mentioned previously, I am known to be involved in politics, much as I'm sure that many of you find that a bore. Occasionally I am known to engage in events such as political debates, helping in the construction of a Black History Month exhibit, or, in the case of last Sunday, a protest rally regarding the shameful laws recently passed in the state of South Dakota.

In a fit of enthusiasm last night I rented a large plot of waterfront land in Desmond Shang's new Victorian sim, Caledon.

Goodness, it's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I have been reasonably busy, though that is not a very good excuse, I know. Conversing with my fellow steampunks takes up quite a bit of time, as has building various pieces of gadgetry - the Prim Mine in my home area, for one. As I say to new residents, you don't think prims come out of thin air, do you?

I have often complained about the lack of suitable animations in Second Life of use to a designer of mechanical items, such as myself. I have often complained at quite tedious length, in fact; I was doing so just yesterday.

Those who publish pieces regarding Second Life on the internet will be interested to learn of a service known as SLurl, which allows one to easily link to a location in Second Life and have the viewer taken to a map of it and given the option to visit, whether they have the Second Life client installed or not.

I consider this a most useful service to provide, and a simple SLurl is just of the form:

http://slurl.com/secondlife/Acontia/56/186/86/

which one would

I confess that I have been building weaponry yet again, and this time some of the most devastating and immoral devices ever created. Yes, I have been building paper aeroplanes.

The basic launching device is quite simple, just a paper aeroplane that you hold in your hand and which throws a sub-aeroplane of identical appearance but quite different behaviour.

I have recently expanded and redeveloped my showroom area and to celebrate this, have constructed a device of great social import - an Automated Champagne Waiter, controlled by its own specialised engine and the most accurate thermometers available to chill the vintage champagne to the perfect temperature and pour it as if one was in the finest Paris hotel. Moreover, it has the capacity to top up one's glass as often as desired. (It will not actually follow one around doing this.

Vending devices in Second Life are often distinctly brusque and indeed even rude, as well as being festooned with garish floating text. Last night, whilst designing a device of similar purpose for my own potential use - I have not made up my mind - I decided that in any case mine would be more polite.

(Also note a new spinning FOR SALE sign... sigh I really need to move out of this area.)

A perpetual problem for myself and others whose body clocks are tuned to Greenwich Mean Time is that of communication with other residents of Second Life.

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Tip jar, originally uploaded by Ordinal Malaprop.

I have changed the manner in which my showroom operates.