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Club Rendezvous   1 comment

Sitting in the bar of the restaurant, waiting for her friend to show up for their dinner date, Zana Sherman sipped at a Saurian brandy, and smiled to herself a little. She had been reading a book published some 2,000-plus years ago, assigned by her current literature professor, and one section applied quite nicely to sitting in a bar —

The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, the effect of which is like having your brains smashed out with a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.

She smiled more, and wondered if a “Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster” would have more effect on a cyborg’s brain than normal alcoholic beverages.

In the end, though, she was content with her brandy, and the companionship of a good friend … a hard thing for her to find, as the fame of her mother, Ariel Sherman, tended to encourage the approach of chancers. True friends were valued by all the cyborgs, but especially by the Sandhara-Sherman clan, with its standing in terms of wealth, fame and Republic society.

I’m wearing:

  • Head: Akeruka Deluxe Rachel 1.0 Bento
  • Body and feet: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Hands: Vista ProHands 2
  • Skin: Fallen Gods Pure Gold
  • Eyes: NeurolaB Inc. Cyber Eyes EX-5 2.0
  • Hair: Amacci Nilla
  • Dress and shawl: Loris Loren V-Style
  • Shoes: KC Couture Adalia
  • Jewelry: Caroline’s Jewelry diamond solitaire necklace (gold); GeWunjo Nicol earrings
  • Eyeshadow: SlackGirl Dalya (Akeruka, slot 8)
  • Lipstick: Zibska Rava (Omega, slot 14)
  • Nails: La Boheme Industrial Brass (Omega, slot 3)

Photographed at the Waterfall Cafe (Brody region)

Quote from Douglas Adam’s The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

Kia Kaha Stopover   Leave a comment

A quick visit here for me. I was trying to get this up much earlier on Friday, before this week’s Fifty Linden Fridays finished up, but didn’t make it. The skirt and wrapped sweater, however, are from Caboodle, and I think they’re part of a standard set of separates, so you can still get them — just not at the sweet L$ 50 price.

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I’m wearing:

  • Head: Akeruka Monika 2.5 Bento
  • Body and hands: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: IKON Sovereign (Passion)
  • Hair: Truth Yelena
  • Nails: SlackGirl Cheila
  • Outfit (all by Caboodle): Camille skirt and tied sweater (Azure); Mirja crop top and bra; Elia boots
  • Eyeshadow: SlackGirl LilZara (Akeruka, slot 2)
  • Lipstick: Zibska Tamsen (Omega, slot 5)

Photographed in Kia Kaha region

Fast Plane Flying   Leave a comment

With a sigh of relief, Lisavet Darchiev turned away from the gateside ticket counter and stepped away toward a nearby coffee shop on the airport concourse. She had already pocketed her ticket and other travel documents in her jacket, had moved everything metallic in her pockets into her carry-on bag, and had passed through the minor hell of the TSA checkpoint with a minimal loss of dignity. Now, with maybe two hours until her flight for Los Angeles boarded, she could get a cup of tea and put herself back together.

And, barring disasters, hijackings and breakdowns, I should make it home in time for the Oscar ceremony. Thanks be to Saints Cyril and Methodius, Saint Basil, and maybe I’ll throw in Francis de Sales, the patron of authors, for good measure. Maks might forgive me for missing the night, but Piper never would … she looks forward to our annual karaoke date every year. The thought made her giggle as she pushed through the doors to the cafe, causing a few heads to turn and glance at her in curiosity.

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Breakfast Time   Leave a comment

“… Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast ….”

Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland (The Queen to Alice)
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Sojourn in Sindaria

When last we met, Jemmy was giving me the Dickens — in a joshing sort of way — over not properly introducing Morgan to the readers … in a Technicolor photoshoot of colorful alien skins and fantasial costumes.

To which … I agreed that she was right. And, as Morgan looked on in fascinated horror, I started to make my plans ….

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Story Conference

A few days ago, Jem gave me a shout and asked to meet me at my place to talk blog with the others. Diana and Conan couldn’t make it, but Morgan could, and so we went up to my office at the World-Wide Headquarters of a Blog Known As Around the Grid. “So, you got an idea?” I asked as we got comfortable.

“No,” Jem said. “I have a complaint. We’re missing something in the blog.”

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Stood Up Again

Men don’t settle down because of the right woman. They settle down because they are finally ready for it.

— Laurell K. Hamilton, A Kiss of Shadows

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