Dej's Sweet Sixteenth Birthday Again!

My sweet and delightful older brother Dejerrity Mycron, has a weird personality disorder which has lead to him being stuck at the age of sixteen perpetually, so the last couples of decades we have been celebrating his 16th birthday in first life, over, and over, and over, and over again...

This is his favourite song, where he actually identifies with Liesl
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"Sixteen going on Seventeen"
Music by Richard Rodgers
Lyrics by Oscar Hamnerstein
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You wait little girl on an empty stage
For fate to turn the light on
Your life little girl is an empty page
That men will want to write on

To write on...

You are sixteen going on seventeen
Baby, it's time to think
Better beware, be canny and careful
Baby, you're on the brink

You are sixteen going on seventeen
Fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads and roues and cads
Will offer you food and wine

Totally unprepared are you
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things beyond your ken

You need someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do
I am seventeen going on eighteen
I'll take care of you

[Refrain: Liesl]
I am sixteen going on seventeen
I know that I'm naïve
Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet
And willingly I believe

I am sixteen going on seventeen
Innocent as a rose
Bachelors, dandies, drinkers of brandies
What do I know of those?

Totally unprepared am I
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared am I
Of things beyond my ken

I need someone older and wiser
Telling me what to do
You are seventeen going on eighteen
I'll, depend, on you

Have another really wonderful and happy sixteenth birthday, my sweet brother and protector! Best wishes for you in love, money, and happiness! 

Happy 29th Birthday, Big Brother!

Today my big brother Dejerrity Mycron, The Lord Protector of The Laird's Delectable Body (short version, The Lord Protector), turns twenty-nine (again).

Happy first life birthday sweet man, love you, always!

This is Dej and my special song (with lyrics adapted by me), please enjoy!


[Dej]
You wait, little boy, on an empty stage
For fate to turn the light on
Your life, little boy, is an empty page
That men will want to write on

[Bock]
To write on

[Dej]
You are sixteen going on seventeen
Baby, it's time to think
Better beware, be canny and careful
Baby, you're on the brink

You are sixteen going on seventeen
Fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads and roues and cads
Will offer you food and wine

Totally unprepared are you
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things beyond your ken

You need someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do
I am seventeen going on eighteen
I'll take care of you

[Bock]
I am sixteen going on seventeen
I know that I'm naive
Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet
And willingly I believe

I am sixteen going on seventeen
Innocent as a rose
Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies
What do I know of those

Totally unprepared am I
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared am I
Of things beyond my ken

I need someone older and wiser
Telling me what to do
You are seventeen going on eighteen
I'll depend on you

Happy 10th Rezday, Kahvy!

Mr. Kahvy Smith, nee Sands, is my oldest existing friend in SecondLife.

Kahvy (left) with his husband Garrett

Although I had the honor of sharing my decade-rezday bash with him on March 18th, today is his actual 10th rezday!

Happy rezday, my very-very old friend, and I hope to be with you still when they pull the plugs to SecondLife in San Francisco.

I am going to include a message I sent to him on his 34th birthday (June 9, 2015), when he had complained to me that he then only "had another year left of being a young man".

"Kahvy, my dear friend,

Age is but a number, but always remember that ageing is mandatory but growing old is optional. You need not worry about being 35 in less than a year, because you actually have six more years until you are "old" as the official age of becoming old in the straight culture is 40.

However, on the other hand in the gay culture, you have already been old since you turned 30 as that is the official age for turning old among us gays. Enjoy the rest of your life as an old queer and get the f-u-c-k over it!

Many happy birthday wishes, my dear old friend!"

Google Celebrates Lairds First Life Birthday

My dear friends over at Google surprised me with a cute doodle today on my first life birthday. When I scroll over it it says "Happy Birthday, Bock!"

Thank you Google, that was very sweet of you!

3-Day Halloween & Birthday Party, 29-31 October

Halloween is always a busy party-season in SecondLife, not any less so this year than other years.

My friend Teej Morpork asked me to help him with adverting his 3-day party event, so here goes. I hope it helps, buddy!

October 29, 9-11AM SLT
Spongebob Theme - held underwater (SLurl) close to the tavern. Bring your aqualung/scuba equipment!

Best in Bikini Bottom Contest

October 30, 2-4PM SLT
Western Theme - held at Ye Olde Taverne ande Game Roome (SLurl). Line dancing available!

Best in Western Attire Contest

October 31, 6-8PM SLT
Halloween/Birthday Theme - held at The Cemetery. Walking Dead (SLurl))

Best in Halloween Contest



All parties will have:

• Old-fashioned Sploder (Please play responsibly)
• Free Money Giver (Apple Cider Gang group only. Feel free to join the group without cost

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I will have to find out whose birthday it is and add it here a.s.a.p.

He's My Teddy Bear!

"Two Bears" by Tomais Ashdene

Today my very own teddy bear, Tomais, celebrates yet another 32nd birthday.

Although he is getting older, I wouldn't for a single second consider exchanging him, because - to be honest - I am getting older with him and am enjoying myself too much.

He is my wonderful, charming, sexy and immensely clever husband and I love him loads, bunches and oodles. Thanks to him, I am a better and calmer man - mostly...

Happy 1,690,727th Birthday, My Tomais!

My darling Tomais, you look like a million dollars and not a day older than 34. I love you so much!

To Mr. Kahvy Smith: "You Are Already Old!"

Yesterday I had two discussions with my friend Kahvy.

The first one occurred when I logged into SecondLife and received a gesture from him. It seems we both suffer from being married to men with the same hoarding addiction, boats.

I tried it out on my sweet hubby immediately and this is the reaction I received:
[13:48] Bock McMillan shouts: "** You don't NEED another Boat!!!**"
[13:48] Tomais Ashdene shouts: "Dream on, Monkey Boy!"

I was not at all surprised by that response, and to be quite honest, I don't really mind Tomais buying every damn boat that is put up for sale in SecondLife. Kahvy confessed feeling the same way about Garrett's hoarding. We decided that both our husbands are wonderful men and this little flaw of theirs is not much to make a fuss about.

Later, about ten minutes before midnight CET, Kahvy and my local time, Kahvy got back to me and complained that he "in ten minutes would only have a year left as a young man" because today is his 34th birthday. It seems that he lives in the erroneous belief that the official age of becoming "old" is 35.

I feel the need to correct him and perhaps also sooth him, so my birthday present is this statement.

"Kahvy, my dear friend,

Age is but a number, but always remember that ageing is mandatory but growing old is optional. You need not worry about being 35 in less than a year, because you actually have six more years until you are "old" as the official age of becoming old in the straight culture is 40. 

However, on the other hand in the gay culture, you have already been old since you turned 30 as that is the official age for turning old among us gays. Enjoy the rest of your life as an old queer and get the f-u-c-k over it!

Many happy birthday wishes, my dear old friend!"

¿ǝɹǝɥʇ ǝɹɐ sןǝɯdɐ ʎuɐɯ ʍoH

¡ןǝɯdɐ 'ʎɐpɥʇɹıq ʎddɐɥ

˙o˙ʎ 07 suɹnʇ oʇıןǝɯdɐ ʎppnq ɯosoq ʎɯ ǝɹoɟǝq pǝzzǝɹ ǝq oʇ buıʇıɐʍ sןǝɯdɐ ɟo ʇsoɥ ǝןqɐɹǝɯnuuı uɐ ןןıʇs ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥʇ :ɹǝʍsuɐ ʇɔǝɹɹoɔ

Happy Birthday, Tomais!

The sexiest, sweetest, cleverest, funniest, nerdiest and second-most patient man in SecondLife celebrates his first life birthday today!

Who he is? Well, I am truly sorry you feel the need to ask and wonder as it really should be self-evident that it can be none other than my husband the handsomest and most wonderful Tomais Ashdene!

"Pretty in Pink" by Tomais Ashdene

I wish you a very happy birthday, my darling ♡Tomais♡, and many, many more!

Celebrating Le Petit Prince

Yesterday the McMillan clan and friends assembled at the home sim to celebrate the first life birthday of Guyke, Prince of Paradijs (the traditional title of the heir to the throne of Southern Charm), on his 26th birthday - again.

Cupcakes in enormous quantities and varying sizes were served with tea and homemade honey. The laird, who at his advanced age has to be careful with his intake of calories, only ate one cupcake but the younger men could stuff their bellies with many more of the tasty delicacies. 

After a short break in the eating to give Guyke his birthday gift the family continued eating ice-cream and popsicles (cool, fruity, creamy and crunchy) on the roof terrace while enjoying a pleasant discussion on current events into the night.

The Story of Guyke

Today is a day of festivities and joy in the kingdom of Southern Charm, for twas 26+ years ago on this very day that a newborn boy child was found on the stairs of the lairdal palace having been placed there by a wretched princess.

Photo by JJ Goodman II

Later investigations by the SCSS (Southern Charm Secret Service) showed that it was the poor unwed princess called "Fat Martha" who had given birth to the boy while working in the fields. DNA proved that the father was indeed the late Ars Northmead, although the man vehemently denied having had carnal knowledge of the princess. For a long time it remained a mystery how the conception had taken place. It wasn't until prince Guyke (as the boy child was named) was in his eleventh year that the full sordid story was revealed by an anonymous blogger.

It seems that Fat Martha had come upon Ars while he was resting in a glen in the forest. She had drugged him and then had her way with his beautiful and strong body - or rather had taken full advantage of his unconscious but accommodating body.

The whole kingdom celebrates that the lairds beloved stepson and the heir to the throne of Southern Charm Guyke Lundquist is another year older in his first life, but still none the wiser and as lovable and charming as ever before!
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Happy Zesentwintig Weer again my sweet Guykechen. I love you to bits, my darling!

Happy Anniversary, Dej!

If anyone had asked me about you four years and a month ago, my dearest brother Dej, I would have told them that you were a friend of my Ars but that I myself couldn't stand being around you because you are an abrasive and arrogant bastard.

Then came March 11, 2010, the day that everything changed.

Since that day, I have come to love you, care for you and trust you. Oh, don't get me wrong, you are still an abrasive and arrogant bastard, but now I know you better. Under that rugged crust there is a sweet, loving, caring and loyal man who cares deeply for those close to his heart and whom one can entrust with your life and your safety.

Today you celebrates another of those "important" anniversaries, my sweet brother. Let's not go into which, suffice it to say you are over 25 and no longer a virgin. I find it strange that you sexy, sweet, warm and loving hunk of a man - despite my best efforts to sell you off - are still single on this auspicious day.

No matter, I know that someday, one day, there will surely come along another loving, warm and intelligent person that will make the effort to learn to know you and who will eventually love you for those sides of yourself that you hides so well. If he loves you half as much as I do, Dej, you will indeed be a lucky man!

Happy birthday, my brother, and may we spend many more of them together!

Laird: "I Don't Mind Aging..."

"I don't really mind aging", the laird said when asked for a comment on his birthday today, "except for the fact that those days seem to creep up and pounce me faster and more often as I go along!"

I want to thank you all for the friendly congratulations on my birthday! Love you!

Celebrating Guyke's Birthday

Yesterday we celebrated Guyke's first life birthday, with cake and gifts and everything. At first it was just Guyke and I, then Butch joined us after a while.

My gift to Guyke was a bit improvised, but still... What does one give a guy who has e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g than can be bought, gifted or stolen in SecondLife? A new experience of course!

The experience I came up with was "in a shower with daddy and another guy and all are wearing clothes", So I forced Butch into the shower (which is kind of "uncharted territory" for him, I am saying no more!), pushed Guyke in after him and got in myself before shutting the door. I was there of course mainly as a chaperone to see to it that all was above board and decent...

Later on Heloq dropped in too and then - briefly but still - we were also joined by Guyke's aunt and my sister, the amazing Millimina (she is not in any picture because I was so surprised and overwhelmed).

"The Cuteness that is Guyke"™

Today my beloved stepson Guyke Lundquist is another year older in his first life, but still none the wiser and as lovable and charming as ever before!

Happy Zesentwintig Weer again my sweet Guykechen. I love you to bits, my darling!

For an explanation of the quaint Flemish custom (which is a fabrication by my weird imagination) please read my post last year about Zesentwintig Weer .

Happy Birthday, Ziggy!

Hugs and kisses on you birthday, Ziggy, and may you have many more!


Forever Young by Alphaville


Let's dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music's for the sad men
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we're getting in tune
The music's played by the madman
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever young

Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don't they stay young
It's so hard to get old without a cause
I don't want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And diamonds are forever
So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true

Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever

Happy Birthday, Kharissa!

We are celebrating Khar's Birthday!!

Kharissa loves dressing up (especially in period costume), so in honor of the occasion we're throwing a French Masquerade Party and you are cordially invited.

Here's the key info:
WHEN; Saturday, January. 12th, 5:00 p.m. to 7:30 p.m. SLT
WHERE: Gay Riviera Isles (SLurl)
DRESS: It is a 18th Century French Masquerade, it's up to you how dressed up you would like to get but -- please, at a minimum wear a mask.

Hope to see you there!!!!

Forty-three

In first life I was born on January 3, 1970, at 12.35 PM CET in Lund, Sweden. Which means that I am 43 y.o. today.

This is my very 43rd birthday so I don´t really know what to expect. However, 43 seems like such an extremely agreeable and nice number that I am thinking I may enjoy it.

I never really had an interest in age, neither my own or other peoples. Either we get along splendidly or we don´t, but age has nothing to do with it. Besides some people are born as old bitches (whatever gender they may be) while others are eternally young. I have always felt that the only alternative to growing older is worse.

Happy Birthday, Ronan!

Best wishes on your birthday, dear Ronan!

Yes, it´s an old picture, but I haven't seen you in SecondLife for ages... Hope to see you soon again!

Hugs and kisses,
Bock