Filling In For Saint Lucia

Saint Lucio in the crown
created by CurWay
for Lucia in SecondLife

The queen of Second Sweden, Ms. PetGirl Bergman (a.k.a. Tina Dahl) has taken a well deserved hiatus from her regular duties as regent, janitor, concierge, jack-of-all-trades and inspiring overseer of events.

Meanwhile we have reached the time in the year which usually sees the most magnificent and most well known event at the Swedish Embassy sims in SecondLife, the annual Lucia pageant. This event is traditionally celebrated every December 13th (or sometimes - in SecondLife - the weekend closest to that date).

When it became apparent to the Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm and prince of Cascade Falls, that there seemingly wouldn't be a Lucia Pageant at the Embassy this year, he called for a summit meeting of his staff to confer on this crisis.

After some of the uproar that the lairds news caused among his princes and princesses, dukes and duchesses etc. etc. it was determined that there would be pageants on some of the other Scandinavian sims and a Lucia Party at the friendly Club OrmDricka. Although the laird was somewhat calmed by the information about the OrmDricka festivities he - after a deep sigh - spoke up:

"It is not enough! We cannot let this responsibility be passed on to anyone else. We must take it upon ourselves to see to it that there is a pageant at the Embassy this year like every other year in the history of SecondLife!

Let it therefor be known that Saint Lucio will be filling in for Lucia this year and even if I have to make the walk myself it will be done, as it must be done! 

Inform his majesty king Bieber I at once of my decision, he may want to join with his consort the beautiful lady Nethermind.

Also inform all Swedes and all other people in SecondLife that they will be welcome to join me and walk the walk for Sweden and for SecondLife. We will need Lucias, Lucios, star boys, gingerbread men, chimney sweeps and Santas lots of them all.

The pageant walks on Tuesday December 13th, 2011, 11 AM SLT. Tell all willing and able bodied men and women to be there at 10.30 to get outfitted and ready. Warn them that the laird may decide to sing in voice..."

Landmarks to the pageant and to the viewing section and additional information will be supplied tomorrow Monday December 12th.

You Are Never Alone 2011

I have posted this song by Mauro Scocco a few times before, but this time it is not only for my own benefit.



You Are Never Alone
by Mauro Scocco (translated to English by Bock McMillan)

When the storm blows, when the bridges burn
When hope and meaning, just disappear
When you feel small, and when no one is there
You will never be alone anyway, as long as I am here

I can walk all night, take a plane or train
It doesn't matter where you are
I´ll get there - anyway

You are never alone, as long as I breathe
As long as my heart - can beat
You are never alone, never forget it
I'll do anything for you, I hope that you know
Yes, I hope that you know

If those you trust fail you, if your dream fell apart
Then I can remind you of how much you're worth
That the fear you feel, it is not you
And how scary as it may seem, it will fade away

I can walk all night, take a plane or train
It doesn't matter where you are
I´ll get there - anyway

You are never alone, as long as I breathe
As long as my heart - can beat
You are never alone, never forget it
I'll do anything for you, I hope that you know
Yes, I hope that you know

So when you no longer cope, then I´ll cope for us both
When you cannot find a way out, I´ll find one anyway
You have given me so much over the years that have passed
The biggest thing one can get, you have given it to me

You are never alone, as long as I breathe
As long as my heart - can beat
You are never alone, never forget it
I'll do anything for you, I hope that you know
Yes, I hope that you know
Yes, I hope that you know

And I know, that you know

Great Design Sells

For the man - or woman - who has everything, well almost...

This "simply-must-have" is my suggestion for a Christmas, Hanukkah and Kwanzaa gift to all your loved ones this year.

This discreet and compact vibrator is a product that has a timeless elegance, eternal usability and is for all ages above 15. (Admittedly some under 15 would like to use it also, but it would be creepy and perverted to gift it to them.) 

I would buy it for the design alone. To read more about Crave go this webpage.

We Deal In Solutions

Having problems logging in to SecondLife today?

My buddy Eddi Haskell has a helpful tip for you here.

...But For the Grace of My Alarm Clock

Photo by Kurney Ramsey

I just woke up from a terrible nightmare.

In my dream I was travelling by bus somewhere in the middle of the night and had been sleeping on some seats in the back of the bus. As I slowly wake up and am still dazed I hear a woman making comments about an erection that she has liked the look off. She keeps on talking about it.

After a few minutes I am awake enough to start looking around the bus to try and catch a glimpse of the lauded member and it´s patron. To my astonishment I discovered that the woman and I are alone on the bus. It is then I realize that she has been talking to me about my member. I feel myself blush intensely.

I do my best to ignore her and push the Stop-button to get off at the next bus stop. "OK", I hear her say, "Good idea, but no need to push the button because it is the end of the line!".

The bus soon comes to a stop by an immense, pitch dark, parking lot that is only lit up by a few strong lights. It is still in the middle of the night so the parking lot is deserted but I see a few houses vaguely on the other side. As I hurriedly rush off the bus I hear her say, "Do you want to come to my place or should we do it here?"

I rush/run away as fast as I can and I hear her running after me. Even in her heels she is running faster than I am and is slowly, little-by-little, gaining in on me. I curse my smoking habits and try to increase the distance again but feel this is a race I will surely lose. She is going to have me...

Then the blessed alarm goes off, and I wake up in a cold sweat.
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As I think of my nightmare now I am struck by my uncharacteristic behavior.

Why didn't I just speak up and tell her to zip up because I was not interested?
Why did I start running? She was a woman and not a large one either. I could certainly have warded her off to protect my dick and myself.
Why did I in my dream so clearly place myself in the role and actions of a defenseless victim?
What would have been so totally terrible about having my little dickie munched on by a woman that I ended up in this frenzy?
Am I going bisexual or - may the Gods save me from that horrible fate - even heterosexual?

Blog Stats for November

Bock in SecondLife had 5,4 % fewer hits in November 2011 than in October. The number of pageviews for November is 12 711, while there was an all time high of 13 436 pageviews in October. The previous records were set September 2011 (12 749 pageviews) and July 2011 (12 477 pageviews).

Pageviews by country 11/2011

Sweden still leads as my all time largest reader country with 55 954 pageviews, while the United States comes in at 34 156 pageviews and Egypt in third place with 5 737 pageviews.

The three largest language groups among my readers in November 2011 were English (50,5 %), Swedish (21,1 %) with German and Spanish sharing third place (5,3 %).

Pick A Number

I found this piece by Paul Rudnick in the New Yorker through my steady supplier J.M.G, "Pick A Number".

I´m a definite 18, what are you? Tell us the number you pick at J.M.G.; I Pick 18.