Pocket Size Bock: "Is My Ass Too Big?"

The new and much improved Bock is now shorter than he has ever been since he was a noob in SecondLife. He is now down to a height of only 2,15 meters (7’1”).

Morning Swim

I love my new shape and the shorter height, especially what the shrinkage has done to the shape of my legs and calves, which are now "absolutely delicious" according to myself. Nonetheless, I worry that my ass may - possibly - look too big.

Body: Signature - Gianni
Head: Catwa - Daniel
Hair: Stealthic - Rebellion

When Dej Disappeared (Update)

I haven't been able to see my brother Dej at all during the last week, not even his tag. I couldn't figure out what had happened or what was wrong.

Everyone else we asked saw him perfectly well, but not I. 

Dej in a screenshot when Mirco shares his screen on Skype

What I saw on my screen

With the help of Mirco and his friend Miro Collas, we finally figured out what it was and then I understood when, where and how I had messed. I feel like such a noob!

Tomais, Dej and I visited The Men's Department a week ago for some serious shopping. 

As always the place was full of eager shoppers, so I did what usually do in those laggy circumstances, with one fatal exception. I marked all the other shoppers and derendered them, but instead selecting to do so temporarily I selected permanently. 

So my poor beautiful, meshified, albeit much older brother ended up being blacklisted on my screen. It was a great relief to finally see his sweet face again.

Thanks for the help Mirco and Miro!
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Update 8/13/2017
If you are using the Firestorm viewer my friend Anonymous has a nifty trick for you on how to derender all avatars at a busy event and then to render them again later with only two clicks.

I may have learned this once upon a time, but had since then managed to forget it. There is no better way to remember things than by repetition, especially if you are a forgetful and absentminded person like yours truly.

#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!

Bock as a Noob

Well today my inventory reached 20 000 items and I realized it was time to start a new cleaning up project. But then I got stuck when I found this picture of myself that I took on May 12th, 2007.

I was two months and a day old in SecondLife that day.

In those days we were all born ugly, with hideous hair and a very limited wardrobe. Not at all like the noobs of today, who are only half-ugly, have almost acceptable hair and a few different wardrobes to choose from.

The first thing I changed about myself at Welcome Island (I think it was called that, but it could have been Arrival Island.) was to take away the awful hair we were all born with. I put the "News boys cap" on my bald head instead. (I searched my inventory for the cap today, but it´s no longer there.)

It really took me a long time to find hair, because I did not stay inworld that much in the beginning. After I found Boots Gay Beach and the helpful and friendly guys there, things started to change little by little.

It was at Boots also that I met the man who first showed me where I could buy decent hair. The same guy told me, after having known me for about a week, that he loved me and would like me to become his slave boy, but then I would need to make myself shorter and more slender. I told him to bugger off because I liked my shape fine and did not have the inclination to be his or anyone else´s slave.

The next picture is me (to the left) dancing on a float during Second Pride ´08 together with my green haired acquaintance Helyo Mendes. Helyo was working security at Pride at that time. I saw Helyo again a few weeks ago, he still looks great (but now without the green hair).


At that time my Ars and I were a couple for more than six months. We also lived together on our first two parcels of land on the Southern Charm sim.

The last picture is of my Ars. I took it at the Memorial Candle site of Second Pride ´08. We went there together to light candles in remembrance for the friends and family we had lost. It was a touching and solemn place. We were completely surrounded by candles in there and all the candles had names and greetings attached (which cannot be seen in the picture).

Ars never, ever, asked me to change anything about myself and he loved me through all my changes.

P.S. Now I am waiting to see what the other bloggers looked like when they were born!