Judas - Skyfall

Here's another video gift from my friend Craig/Atreyu/Judas that I want to share with you all. Enjoy!

"Jolene"

My friend Judas, a.k.a. Craig Jules and Atreyu, in this music video performs as Willam (from the reality television series RuPauls Drag Race) singing 'Jolene'

When I asked the creator if he had any dedications this time he answered with a smile, "This song goes out to any potential boyfriends of Bock McMillan." Sweet man, isn't he?

From Judas to All His Friends

Judas (a.k.a. Atreyu or Craig Jules, a loved child has many names as the saying goes in Sweden) made me and his other friends this beautiful music video as a friendship gift. I am now sharing it with you all.

The music is Boyce Avenue's cover of "I'll Be There For You" by The Rembrandts.

"You Can Call Me Cupid!"

I celebrated Saint Patrick's Day at the Gay Archipelago yesterday.

My mood was excellent and I had bought a stunning new suit, fitting for the occasion, at Marketplace. The suit was a statement in itself which shouted to the world that here comes a fashion forward man with great confidence in himself and his impeccable taste. It was therefore rather disappointing to notice that my finery blended in beautifully with the unfortunate choice of carpeting for the venue.

Being me, I did not let this little adversity spoil my fun in the least.

I was accompanied to the party by my friend Butch Diavolo. The man had an excellent time mocking my wonderful outfit.

Within fifteen seconds of our arrival at the venue the impetuous man was nagging me to animate him. When I had fulfilled his wishes and turned my attention to the assembled guests, I soon noticed that he suddenly stopped dancing with me and was not dancing beside me anymore.

After looking around for him I saw that he had thrown himself at poor innocent Judas/Atreyu/Craig and was now dancing couples dances with the young man instead. Please notice where the eager young man has placed his large hand... even if it can hardly be noticed on Butch's huge ass which is as wide as a barn door.

I said to Butch, "Here I bring you to a dance and you dump me in the middle of the dance floor for a hormone-fueled young lad, whom you met little more than a fortnight ago?" Butch answered me in his usual sullen way, "I have known Judas a long time, I only re-met him at Garth's and Mitch's wedding."

Lately I have become aware of that my mere presence somewhere seems to be a catalyst for budding romantic entanglements around me. I informed Butch about this phenomenon and told him "You can call me Cupid!". He simply snorted at my profound insight.

As the two men started to draw the whole venues attention to themselves in the most scandalous way (they should really have gotten a room) I called in the cavalry in the shapes of first the sweet Ziggy and, a short while later, my son Guyke.

Although Guyke had to leave shortly afterwards, it was good to see him again as he has been away in first life. Ziggy has also been busy with his first life so it was good to get a few dances with him and catch up before I had to leave for my beauty sleep.

Mocking Bock

Photographer Teno Teriac

The photo was stolen/borrowed/quoted from Teno Teriac´s blog teno tc´s as a down payment for the damages due to me for the extreme pain and suffering caused by his and Craig's/Atreyu´s mockery of my stuttering yesterday.

Exhibit 1.(chat log)
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Teno Theriac: better?
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Bock McMillan: no repeats?
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Teno Theriac: better?
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Atreyu Raleigh (craig.jules): bette
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Atreyu Raleigh (craig.jules): bette
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Atreyu Raleigh (craig.jules): r*
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Bock McMillan: lol
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Teno Theriac: lol
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Atreyu Raleigh (craig.jules): r*
[2013/02/10 13:27]  Teno Theriac: lol
[2013/02/10 13:28]  Teno Theriac: just joking
[2013/02/10 13:28]  Bock McMillan: you are killing me
[2013/02/10 13:28]  Teno Theriac: just joking

It seems that while I relogged to try and sort out the "problems" that have been my affiliations the last 3-4 months, the two bad, bad boys agreed to start imitating my stammering. I loved it!

The Wedding of Garth and Mitch (Updated)

If it was a fairy tale it would start something like this. "'Twas on the day when Dejerrity Mycron got 11 inches¹ on Manhattan Island, New York, N.Y., that Garth Raleigh and Mitch Underby were married in the humongous cathedral of Splendid Place."

The Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm and prince of Cascade Falls, arrived to the cathedral fashionably late with his sullen aide-de-camp the commoner Butch Diavolo in tow. Butch was sullen because he had been ordered to accompany me and forced to wear shoes for the occasion.

"Do you really think that I can arrive at such a festive occasion without being accompanied by a  strikingly handsome man or with a peasant without shoes?", I asked him. "Now drop your c**k and grab your shoes, we have to be there in five minutes!"

The cathedral was already full of family and other guests of the two grooms when we finally arrived. Unfortunately I had my double-talk problem (today with a delay of a few minutes). This also affected my movements so I was walking all over the waiting guests before I could grab an empty seat.

Soon after we had arrived and taken our inconspicuous and uncharacteristically humble seats the officiant arrived. It was Draghan Marksman in the guise of a rabbinical neko², or as my aide-de-camp chose to call it "A Kosher Cat". He looked absolutely stunning. 

A short while later the wedding procession made it´s entrance into the cathedral and the two grooms took their places at the pews.

The wedding service was fairly traditional with highly moving personal vows from the handsome grooms. Mitch tried to make a run from it all mid-ceremony, he most likely got a bout of the wedding-jitters, but to the relief of Garth and the assembled guests he re-logged quickly and the ceremony was completed in an orderly fashion.

After the ceremony there was a reception nearby. While trying to move there I encountered some troubles and decided to re-log. Before leaving I thought to myself that I should perhaps try unchecking the HTTP Textures again, as previously suggested by Whirly, to try to cure my old #01587329-problem. So I did that before leaving.

When I arrived back the company had assembled to hear speeches and toasts to honor the newly wed. My double-speech and double-movements had amazingly been cured, to my great relief.

There was also a show, mainly with the amazing entertainer Oliver Elton, but also a special appearance on stage by Atreyu Raleigh (or Trey or Craig I got confused by the many names people gave him) a son of one of the grooms who joined Oliver for a rendition of the gay anthem "Its Raining Men". I was so enthralled that I unfortunately forgot to take a picture.

Update
After talking with Craig Raleigh in-world I am proud to add this picture from the part I missed. Thank you Craig!

Craig Raleigh in "Its Raining Men", photographed by himself

During this performance, when Oliver and Atreyu turned their backs to the audience and bowed, a guest said "I see cracks, and they´re not on the ceiling mind you..."

The wedding party then moved into the adjoining room for champagne, cake and some dancing.

Above myself and my aide-de-camp flanking the newly weds. Below the officiant gets into the groove with the booze and finally topples over.

The rest of the guests were well-behaved although some intimate ass-fondling could be noticed by an observant onlooker (me).

It was here I re-encountered Rob Colter, the poor man who had been sitting beside me - and behind my emerald gown - at the Miss Wigstock 2013 contest. Rob was a perfect gentleman and tried to convince me that he had not been bothered in the least.

We were also treated to a spectacular fireworks show to the backdrop of the castle. This was again the widely talented Oliver Elton´s work.

After the fireworks show I noticed my typos increasing rapidly, which i a sure sign that I am getting very tired and should go to bed, so I congratulated the happy couple a final time said my good bye´s and dropped out to first life. When I dropped off the party was still going on and it may probably still be...

I hope you live happily ever after, Garth and Mitch!

¹) 11 inches of snow, you dirty-minded little sods, this was the day the northeastern blizzard Nemo hit New York, N.Y., remember? (This joke is credited to my brother-in-law Dej)
²) A neko is sort of a human cat, i.e. an avatar with a human body shape donning a cat tail and cat ears and sometimes also whiskers.