Showing posts with label The Tribute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Tribute. Show all posts

Sunday, June 3, 2012

At The Tribute

I have always enjoyed visiting Wesley Spengler´s sets in SecondLife. Wes and his regular host Kharissa Indigo have a way of keeping the talk in local chat going and the crowd happy. They are a great team together.

The crowd at The Tribute last night consisted of a whole lot of hot men (a good mix of old timers and later arrivals), with Khar as the only representative of the so called "fairer sex".

I hauled Ziggy Starsmith over to keep me company. We had a good time dancing and chatting before my typos got the better of me at 4 AM in my morning. My typos have always been a sure indication to me that it is time to withdraw and crawl to bed..

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Bock Comes Home

Oh what an evening! I started my reentry much later than originally scheduled due to an unexpected maintenance nap that lasted longer than planned and left me dazed and believing I am going mad. (And I can already hear the snickering "Did he write ´going mad´, that dude has been mad as a blind hatter for years!") Anyhow, I may tell you about that in a post sometime.

The evening started with my friend Kahvy Sands reminding me that I had been invited to a ballroom dance that evening, and was late.

I felt like young Anton Hysén floating all over the floor like I had never done anything else. It was of course my dance partner Ms Jayde who made me look good, with some help from the Intan dance ball.

After the ballroom dancing I had a quick smoke and then a change of clothes to get my little ass over to the fundraiser for Second Pride 2012 at the French Le 5eme Élément Club.

The club is owned and operated by my old friend Helyo Mendes (we met at Second Pride 2008) and his business partner Lilou.

I was joined at the club by my wife-for-a-day Iendi Laville. We danced and chatted away in broken French and English to the great Techno Trance music of the cute and awesome DJ TITAZ. And you are correct, TITAZ is a bit blurry. We could not find anyone who could help translate the term "rebake" to French.
DJ TITAZ
Iendi
Iendi left me at a late/early hour but I was still not finished, so when I saw the notice from Kharissa Indigo that Wesley Spengler was having a set coming up at The Tribute I went there to round off my evening.

The room was packed with hunky and funny men chatting away like crazy in local, Wes and Khar are good at keeping the chat going in local and all the old-timers and the newcomers fall in.
Khar and Larz Kaz

 I had a wonderful time all evening, and it felt like coming home again.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Sleepless in SecondLife

Ziggy and I
When I logged out from SecondLife after Feline´s set at The Sanctuary yesterday (see previous post), I was happy, tired and sleepy and was looking forward to a good nights sleep.

As a part of my regular ritual my bedroom had been had been well aired while I took off my clothes, brushed my teeth and washed myself. The room was exactly the right chilly temperature that I like when I crawled under the duvet, but the second my drowsy head hit my fluffed up, eiderdown filled, soft and well chilled pillow there was an almost audible ***Bazinga!*** ...and I was wide awake again.

I am not unaccustomed to this phenomenon so I have strategies to handle that situation. I stay in bed, just rest and focus on myself breathing in and breathing out, breathing in and breathing out. Any thoughts that come up quickly whisked away as my focus is turned back to resting and breathing, in and out, in and out.

This usually works well for me, but when I hadn't fallen asleep after an hour of this, I go to the next step. Get out of bed and do something relaxing or boring. I had to make a choice; Dreary sitcoms on television or back into the world that never sleeps? I chose SecondLife.

As I was logging back in I thought I remembered that Wesley Spengler had a set for the Americas on Fridays so I went to his new club The Tribute.

Well I remembered wrong, there was no party there, but the radio was on a good channel and there were a couple of friendly guys chatting and dancing there anyway. I joined them and asked my buddy Ziggy Starsmith, who was also inworld, to come and join us.

Wesley Spengler
After a while Wesley himself joined us and we all had a good time chatting and dancing.

About an hour later I was ready for a new try with my bed and this time I was more successful and fell asleep the second before my head rested on the pillow.

I am a fortunate man, to have a world handy where I can always find rest, relaxation, good music and great company whenever I need it.