Royal Pardon

On this day, commonly known as Thanksgiving Day in the U.S.A., the Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm, prince of Cascade Falls, Sovereign Ruler of the Commonwealth of Southern Enchantment and Outer Territories, UN appointed Protector of the Mount Whitney sim in SecondLife and pretender to the throne of Macedonia and dependent territories, decided to take action against the barbaric and ghastly tradition of eating millions of turkeys to celebrate the holiday.

The laird pardoned all turkeys within his realm or his protection and those who have sought sanctuary there or at the nation's embassies in the world. 

The reason given for this universal amnesty of turkeys was "not - as some may assume - out of pity for the ugly, smelly and bad tasting creatures but more for the sake of the poor people who would otherwise stuff themselves with their vile and poisonous meat." (The laird has a well known phobia against any and all poultry meat.)

Riding On Poultry at Southern Charm

My wonderful husband Tomais has a huge memory bank, contrary to me. I am certain that an objective assessment would show that he has something like 4 GB of memory at his disposal, while I have a mere 15 kB.

It is therefore not at all surprising that he called an old post to my attention the other day, which I had forgotten all about. The post was this one, Bock in SecondLife: The Laird's Challenge for Vehicle Builders.

Tomais reason for reminding me was that he had acquired some rideable poultry and he asked me if I thought they would fit the description. I was sorry to say, that as the poultry he showed me were more like enormous farm animals than mechanical vehicles I could not consider them worthy of the reward.

Nonetheless, Tomais, my brother JJ and I had some fun riding the cocks over to my brother Dej's place to try and give him a scare. As it turned out - and as the creator warns about in a note card - the rezzing of multiple cocks on the same sim creates a fierce lag, so textures didn't come in sufficiently fast for Dej to be scared.

The only one of us who could get things to rez enough to take decent pictures was JJ, so I must thank him for the mementos.