Who's A Good Boy?

 Meet the love of my life. 

This is my Bilbo (at 21,5 months) while we were out enjoying the sunny spring day today.

Bilbo is a happy-go-lucky dog who is very curious, especially concerning cars and people entering or exiting them, and loves meeting new people and dogs.

Love Made in SecondLife

Draxtor Despres and SecondLife have a series of documentaries (five so far, but more to come) running on YouTube about how people meet and fall in love in SecondLife and carry that love over into first life.

Imagine being 71 y.o. living comfortably in the USA and then packing everything up to move to the UK after meeting the love of your life in SecondLife. Well, they had known each other for over ten years in SecondLife so it wasn't as if they were strangers.

You can find the YouTube playlist here: Love Made in SecondLife (url) (As always like, comment and share!)

Draxtor has told me that he is still looking for couples who want to share their stories with us. If you feel like it, you should drop a notecard on his profile in-world or better yet send him an email: drax@draxtor.com. 

Tinies Shouted, Lindens Fixed It

Multiple sources have reported that the hover-height issue has been resolved.

The Linden's "floated a new update to help [us] get back on the ground" *snicker* soon afterward.

Yet again, I reaffirm my love for the Lindens and Linden Lab, for coming to the tinies aid in their time of need!

Image by co-blogger Daniel Voyager, Daniel Voyager's blog (url)

Five Years With Tomais

Today My Tomais and I celebrate our fifth anniversary as a couple. It's really strange to think about it because it doesn't really feel that long, more like a year or maybe two.

My Tomais at Regi's & Ty's 7th Bashaversary, photo by JJ Goodman

Credit for us still being a couple goes to Tomais' legendary patience and his well-controlled temper, not to mention his sweet and loving character and his need of a sometimes blunt companion who is ready to contact anyone to ask for rez-rights.

Still love you to bits, darling, would you please consider continuing with me another year?

I'm Drunk But I Have Never Been More Sane In My Life

Love all you sweet people!

It's been one of the worst days of my life but after a few snaps on the recommendation of my love Tomais and my buddy Lee, and I am feeling just awesome! Akvavit solves all problems and makes you feel mellow and forgiving and loving and sweet.

Anyone want to come to Sweden for some hanky-panky tonight?

Meeting Nikolai Again

Yesterday I met with Nikolai W. Starstorm (nee Warden) again for the first time in ages.

We had a good and long talk about life (both the first and second), love and the art of motorcycle maintenance. (Well, to be honest, not so much of the last, but who cares.) We also tried out his new abuse-HUD. 

I had my balls kicked, my balls grabbed, my face slapped etc. Finally, we also tried out some reggae dances.

Snapshots by yours truly.

I Love America & Americans!

I wanted to share this old photo with Y'all, out of my love for America and all my American friends! pic.twitter.com/Y2rleJZ2uu

— Bock McMillan™ (@BockMcMillan) July 29, 2018

Sad News

Today I learned that my beloved SecondLife-brother Dejerrity Mycron has passed away.

Dej was found in his apartment in New York today by his friend Danny. It is believed that Dej died sometimes between 3-7 days ago.

The cause of his death as well as the exact time have yet to be determined. As far as I know Dej didn't have any major health issues, but my brother sometimes withheld information he thought would worry me.

The man behind the avatar that was Dejerrity was 54 years old at his passing.

To be honest, Dej was not an easy man to love and did not love easily either, but I have loved him dearly since he supported me when my former husband Ars Northmead passed away in 2010. I know for certain that he loved me also.

Remember Dej!

Linden Lab: "Love Is Love, Is Love, Is Love"

Yesterday I got a heads-up from my dear old friend Ebbe, to keep an eye open for some exciting new developments that would be launched today. And my is it a whopper!

In an exciting and thrilling announcement today on the official SecondLife blog we can read that Linden Lab has - finally - decided to depart from it's Judeo-Christian roots and accept all love for what it is and allow residents who choose to do so to formalize it by entering into recorded partnerships.

Hitherto it has only been possible to partner with one other resident, regardless of gender, from this day onward we will be able to enter into multiple partnerships.

However, there are two restrictions

1. No more than ten residents can be in one partnership at this time (the numbers may - or may not - be amended in the future to a larger or a smaller number.)
2. If a resident is already in a partnership the presumptive new partnership must  also be accepted by all the previous partners on both sides for the partnership to be recorded and official.

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It really was high time for Linden Lab to allow poly-amorous relationships in SecondLife. We all know of existing love triangles or even menage-a-quatre, cinc, six, sept, huit, neuf and dix.

Ever since I read the news I have been thinking of if and with whom I would want to extend my marriage with. I will keep you updated on my thoughts on this.

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Update April 2nd, 2017
This was my attempt at being funny on April Fools Day. 

Tell Tomais I Love Him

I haven't seen much of my darling Tomais during the last two weeks, except for the weekend, due to the USA switching to Daylight Savings Time two weeks before Europe and our different work hours.

I am giving all my readers a mission on my behalf, please tell Tomais that I love him on his timeline on Facebook. Just a simple "Bock loves you, Tomais!" will do perfectly.

Don't worry if anyone else has already done it, you do it too! After all, he cannot get the message too many times can he? Not even 10,000 times is enough, but I don't have that many readers that are also friends with us both on Facebook so I will take as many as I get and be grateful for your help.

Sweden and the rest of Europe will switch to DST during the upcoming weekend and everything will be normalized again. Thank the Babylonians!

It's True!

The Serenity Wish of Southern Charm

"Serenity" by dobee on DeviantArt 

May the laird grant me the serenity
                                to accept the things I cannot change,
                                                     the courage

                                                                    to change the things I can,
                                                                                                     and the wisdom 

                                                                                                            to know the difference.

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Today my Tomais and I went out sailing for the first time in a long while. It was just a short trip, because I was late home from work and Tomais had to leave for his work, but it was still good. There is something to be said for just being alone with the one you love on a boat at sea.

Prim Limit Increase!

Clip description - Published on Nov 3, 2016
In this special edition of Designing Worlds, we present a special announcement from Linden Lab that will change your Second Life for the better. Watch the show to learn more!

This episode of Designing Worlds with Saffia Widdershins features Patch Linden - talking more in-depth about this new perk.

You can also read all about this in Inara Pey's insightful article: Living in a Modemworld - Second Life Mainland LI / prim allowance increase

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Did I ever tell you that I love my friends at Linden Lab? Well, if you haven't seen it before, here goes

Bock ❤ My Friends@Linden Lab

My Man

This morning Tomais and I had a nice talk with Garrett & Kahvy up at The Northmead Gallery.

While we were talking I unpacked the two new arm chairs (one with pattern textures and the other with solids) by Apple Fall that I had bought yesterday.

As I was checking out the textures of the patterned chair, Tomais jumped into it to try out the animations. He looked so absolutely beautiful so I decided to snap a few shots.

I am a truly fortunate man to have such a handsome, intelligent, charming, lovable and extremely patient husband.

A Match Made In the SL-Heavens

Oh my, have I got news for you all! It is so exciting I can hardly contain myself, filled with jubilation and excitement as I am.

At the editorial meeting today I met with The Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm etc, etc, at his mansion (a.k.a. "Gossip Central" due to the always well informed laird's highly dependable sources).

The laird had a particular bit of thrilling information to impart today, "directly from the two involved horses mouths" as he chose to phrase it.

Please sit down and breathe deeply three times before reading any further. This blog cannot be held accountable for any damages you may incur while reading this post!

OK, here goes!

His lairdship informed us that my Philip (a.k.a. Philip Linden in SecondLife or Philip Rosedale in first life) and my Ebbe (a.k.a. Ebbe Linden in SecondLife and Ebbe Altberg in first life) are romantically involved. So what we all thought was merely a bromance between our wonderful dreamer/creator and the best damned C.E.O. of Linden Labs we've ever had has evolved into a deep love between the two.

The guys have decided to move in together with both of their first life families as well. For that purpose a large mansion (sixteen bedrooms with ensuite baths) has been bought outside San Francisco for them and their families.

It is reported that both the wives and the families on either side get along famously with each other and are all for this somewhat unusual arrangement.

This is a marvelous - albeit unforeseen - development for SecondLife and all it's residents. Let us rejoice with the happy couple and their families!

Dear Bock: Bodily Fluids?

Dear Bock,

I hear you are the relationship expert. My husband "Fredericko" (I changed the names to protect the innocent, or to not have him find out) has some peculiar interests in the boudoir. He likes me to be sticky and will not offer a warm moist washcloth after love making nor will he allow me to shower. Should I be concerned? Is this the beginning of some kinky sex play that I should run away from? Please help.

Sincerely,
Sticky House Husband Brad

Dear Brad,

Ahhh the eternal question about bodily fluids and their permissibility or not in sexual relations. 

Body fluids are liquids secreted or excreted from our living bodies (among others breast milk, blood, feces, pus, saliva, semen, smegma, sweat, tears, urine, vaginal secretions and vomit etc). All body fluids can carry STDs, so should not be entertained with someone whose serostatus is unknown. 

I always say, if both participants are consenting adults who want it or are OK with it, just go for it. If one wants it and the other doesn't, you have a problem that needs to be communicated and solved. 

No one should suffer during sexual activities or be forced to do something they do not want, it should all be about fun, enjoyment and - for most of us - expressing your love or warm delightful feelings. 

If your lover likes you "sticky" after your lovemaking while you find it absolutely abhorrent, try talking about it and negotiate it to something that is acceptable for both of you. A good start could be if you agreed to try lying on your back and thinking of the Empire for 5-10 minutes before rushing to the showers the next 3-5 times you have sex. Then again, if it is something absolutely unthinkable for you, a determined "No!" should suffice and no trials are needed.

If that works out for the two of you, then consider gradually increasing the time. If you still find it totally unacceptable, then you need to drop that activity and find other venues. The landscape of sexual activities is a wonderfully abundant smorgasbord to pick and choose from, there will be things you both will enjoy.

ADDENDUM & EDIT: Initially I had written a summary here of my own personal likes and dislikes concerning the listed body fluids, which I have on later revision decided to remove as it could be perceived as judgemental.

Suffice it to say, if I had a lover who wanted to run to the shower immediately after orgasm, I would most definitely be bothered, disturbed and insulted. But that's just my personal tastes...

Bock McMillan is a blogger, not a relationship expert, his weekly column "Dear Bock" should therefore merely be considered as his point-of-view on relationship matters. If you wish to get his reaction to a relationship question you have, you are welcome to send an email to lundamats@gmail.com. Remember to write "Dear Bock" in the subject line.

Scoring

Last night I woke up around 1 AM local time and decided to log into my other life to see what was going on.

I talked with someone who informed me that there was a beach party going on at Steamworkz with DJ Shep (that's Aeschylus Shepard for those who prefer the full name). So I asked for a teleport to the beach.

Now, as you all know, tp's can sometimes be tricky and you end up among some people you are trying to avoid, but this time I was very lucky and landed next to this cute brunette with deep blue eyes, a nicely cropped beard and fuzzy brown hair all over his chest, stomach, arms and legs. Just the kind of man I like.

I briskly moved myself into place beside him and pretended as if nothing in particular was going on. As I stood beside him he sent me a dance invite that I - of course - quickly accepted. He seemed rather shy so I opened up the conversation by thanking him for the invitation to dance, just as an ice breaker. Then when he seemed to feel more confident I moved on to questions about how his day had been.

It seems the beautiful man is an avid collector of vehicles and he started telling me about this wonderful new truck he had just gotten. It was a marvelous addition to all his other planes, boats, ships, cars, motorbikes, bicycles, sleighs and what have you, he told me very happily. The sweet man had even gotten to use the new vehicle in a picture he took that day, so I learned he is a photographer too. He was happy about the picture he and a friend had taken earlier and showed it to me. It was indeed a wonderful picture, I am happy to report.

Well, as we were enjoying the music, dancing and talking it seems we passed the halftime of the set, because he suddenly undressed completely by taking off his skimpy Speedo's and showing all his previously hidden talents to me and everyone else on the beach. And "Wow!", I must say, the guy had lots of talent. Although I pretended like nothing and kept on a calm and leisurely conversation I could not take my camera off his backside.

It was getting late for me, and for him too it seems, because suddenly he told me he was getting tired. So I asked him if he wanted to come home with me and to my great satisfaction he did.

While we were standing at the terrace of our summer home, we canoodled a bit first and the I sent him off to bed with "I love you so much, Tomais!"

#Bock3000DaysInSL

There is reason to celebrate today, because it's my 3,000th day in SecondLife!

Bock on May 12, 2007, dancing alone at Bad Boy's Plaza

Who would've thought that fateful Monday more than eight years ago that I would still be here so very many years later?

I came out of inquisitiveness, only intending to check out what all the rave was about and why Sweden was opening it's first virtual embassy here. I spent my first weeks on Arrival Island, or whatever the place was called, trying to get my ugly noob avatar to look better so that I was fit to be seen. I'm gay after all, you have to at least try to look your best at any given moment...

As this was back in the day before Linden Lab provided us with the beautiful starter avatars and I lacked the necessary talent I finally gave up and ventured out into the world.

The first thing I looked for when I decided to venture away from Arrival Island, was anything related to Sweden, the second thing was anything to do with sex, preferably the gay variety. The Swedes ignored me completely, while the gays used me for mutual sexual gratification. Within an hour of leaving Arrival Island I was equipped with 10-15 dicks of various sorts, one of which took me far into the skies when I attached it.

After having used SecondLife for quick satisfaction and pixel-sex for a month or so I actually started talking to people before, during and/or after the quickies. My visits started to get longer and I started to make acquaintances, well more like fuck buddies but anyway...

Someone took pity on me and showed me where and how I could get my avatar to look better and where I could meet people for more than sex. I was introduced to Boots Gay Beach and the Devil Inside club (the "only" gay club to be for a while before it was destroyed by drama). I met good people, kind people and of course my share of assholes. I fell in love with Ars, we moved in together and built a life and family together at Southern Charm. Ars died and I seriously considered dropping out of SL, but then there was Southern Charm. I just couldn't leave it, everything there was a reminder of him and I did not want to lose it.

A little before Ars passed away I had reached out to the Swedish community again, with better luck this time. My countrymen and my SecondLife family were extremely supportive throughout my whole grieving process and involved me with community events, with parties and with people etc, etc. And my saga continues from there with a new love, new friends and new involvements and obligations.

So I came to SecondLife out of curiosity, I returned for the sex and continued for the the people, all the wonderful people I have met here.

All in all, it has been an amazing experience and I don't regret it for a second. I now know I'm going to stay here until Linden Lab pulls the plug in San Francisco, hopefully with a new and improved world waiting for me, my love, my family and my friends.

Happy #Bock3000DaysInSL to you all - and may we have many, many more!

My Love Has Many Faces

...but only one name, Tomais!

The 8th and 9th Days After

On Thursday I visited with dad one last time.

My father was laying in a casket, without the lid on, in a large chapel where all religious symbols had been removed. The sunlight was streaming in through the big windows, it was a unusually sunny day. Around the casket six large candles had been placed on safe distance so that one could walk between them and the coffin.

Someone had also put a red rose in his left hand. The right hand was covered, as the undertakers assistant told us, because it had been badly bruised and the bruises had torn when he had been stored in the freezer.

I was - thankfully - accompanied to this visit by my oldest niece, who is also a registered nurse.

My dad looked peaceful enough, but as if he had been in a fight at the end. The veins on his eyelids, closest to the lashes, were red and seemed to have burst. He also had two symmetrically placed bruises on his upper lip, which my niece informed me, was from when they had tried to resurrect him in the ambulance and at the hospital.

Dad was cold to the touch, as I felt when I held his hand and caressed his cheeks. One or two of the hairs in his left eyebrow were sticking out, which made me wish that I had brought a pair of small scissors along so I could have cut them. Instead I gently stroked them down and blended them with the rest of his left eyebrow.

Inside I was in complete and utter turmoil, my mind was moving fast through memories of dad from throughout my life. On the outside I must have appeared calm, a few small tears nothing more.

My father was a loving, caring and accepting father. He loved my mother, me and my siblings dearly and did everything he possibly could to protect us, save us and carry us. Dad also knew all my trigger points and was the only person who could - the few times that he wished to - drive me from calm serenity to a wild frenzy in 15 seconds flat, and then he would ask me calmly why I was so angry...

My niece and I only stayed about 20 minutes, not long at all considering. Outside the chapel we hugged and said a few words and then went each on our own way. She was going to pick up her kids from daycare, while I was going back to my mothers home.

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Nine days after my father had passed away, on Friday, I suddenly realized one of the reason why I was in this strange state of feeling and thinking so much, but not expressing anything, as if I was cloaked in numbness over an uproar of torrential feelings. All was expressed in being much more tired and a slight irritability.

The reason was of course the antidepressants I have been on for 4,5 years now, since a couple of months after Ars died. 20 mg of Cipralex daily has an effect in the long run.

I felt terribly stupid for not having realized the connection earlier.