Friday, December 7, 2007

and as we lay in silent bliss, I know you remember me

This is interesting--a plan to recycle, rather than create, for at least a little bit longer? As a way to avoid raising fees? Gosh, how...alarmingly sensible.

Fuzzball Ortega tagged me again. THIS is going to be the last one. I will relate the rules, to future victims; I will not reveal anything else. Past this point? You'll just have to ask. :)

Rules, as explained in yet another reiteration by the Sheriff of Steelhead:

Here's the rules:
(1) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
(2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
(3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
(4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog

Well, then. This time? The 'eight random facts', they're a mix. Between the grid, and, y'know, that other place. :)

1. I had to invent a word to describe my hair. I call it 'piebald' if I'm feeling snarky, or 'mahogany' if I'm trying to be very very. From a distance? It's brown. Up close, though, or under sunlight, it's red/auburn/rust/black/brown/blonde/russet/strawberry blonde/nigh-platinum. Yeah, really.

2. I've never had a hairstyle on SL I haven't had at least for one evening in RL. (Those of you now remembering the Mohawks and the Liberty spike sets I own? Yeah, them too, at one point.) Same thing goes for colors, barring one significant one--I have never, ever, had pink hair.

3. I wasn't just an escort on SL. At one point, I was a professional dominant. I've also been a lay sex educator on health issues. I still have books on my bookshelves whose titles shock the hell out of guests. :)

4. I own over twenty different colors and styles of silks. (No, not Gorean. Still not, never will be. Beautiful Sins had this Hallows apple-dunking game and they gave away free silks, and I was there a lot with friends, so....I went from a few sets bought originally for dancing, and worn primarily by my merforms, now, many I haven't even tried them all on, yet! But no, I don't generally wear them with any form not finned, and it's a rare day indeed they see the light of day even then.)

5. My eye color changes depending on mood. (Hee. You get to decide whether that's SL or RL.)

6. My very first build project, ever, I still have not completed, and may never, because it makes me laugh hysterically every time I flip it out to see it. It's an eight-pose water-patterned cushion, and, since I knew zip on positioning and editing, it's sort of legs-akimbo and arms-flailing when everyone sits down. Not to mention the two poses that completely bury people. (I've learned a bit in the intervening eighteen months.)

7. I originally joined SL to make art and build things. I've turned into something of a hobby photographer, true, but after I was hired for my first job...well, the stated Appollonian intent of "no sex" sort of...exploded. *grins widely*

8. And finally, on top of my computer monitor, right now, is:

* a stuffy Ebola virus
* a stuffed pink flamingo
* a wooden black cat cutout
* a moss-covered deer femur
* a white silk gauze and silk velvet beaded drawstring pouch (it was full of holiday gelt one year, it's not anymore)
* a pastel Beanie Baby seahorse (Lunar, don't look at me like that, the flamingo and the seahorse were both gifts!)
* a bust-version waist-up Catwoman coin bank
* a pine cone on a dried maple leaf
* a small piece of red/black/blue/green fleece stuck full of sewing pins (in case I need to mend something at the keys, and it has happened on occasion--the needle I use to mend things is currently stuck through the flamingo's head)


I am tapping people this time, but not the full eight.

* Have to tap Turner, even though he's not around to respond. He did give me the idea, so it's his fault.

* What would Koen do if tagged?

* And, because of the (pink!) orange paisley/plaid shirt that long-ago night, if nothing else, and also, because finding out he's one of Miss Seraph Nephilim's long-standing friends? I have to poke Puck Goodliffe.

And that is it! Tapping no one else, answering with no more facts! That's all you get without asking! (Or, well, continuing to read. Hee.)


TotalLunar Eclipse said...

*Looks at you anyways*

Pink flamingo...

I do have the black plague, the cats love to play with it.

Emilly Orr said...


Backstory, then: at one point, pink flamingos were tapped as sort of 'alternative gay symbols' and a bunch of us started wearing little pink flamingo pins, mostly as a way to piss off the 'old order'.

This evolved, somehow, into a desire for a lawn flamingo, as a 'statement of solidarity'. I actually got one, and it lived happily on our lawn until it was--no lie, my hand to my gods, this is truth--stolen. And just the flamingo, not the legs.

Last holiday, my cousin gave me the flamingo plushy. She said a, it was the most annoying thing she'd ever seen, and she also said that it would serve until we got another evil plastic lawn flamingo. :)

(Have the black plague, too. Keep having to take it away from the cats...)

turnerBroadcasting said...

Rats. :)

turnerBroadcasting said...

Hey, listen Emily. One thing. About your profile?

"Dangerous to hearts but no one seems to care."

hm... you do realize my blog was asleep? And this is like, waking me up with cold water? So. Just so you know. The old heart has felt this one. Grrr...

Eight facts, I can handle. The random part? Thats going to be difficult. I am so precise. So completely cool and calculating.

Everything I say is just so planned. Arg. Ok. I will do it but only because I happend to come from the only state in the united states of america where the black death is still prevalent (its in the prairie dog population just outside of santa fe)

Rats! rats. rats.
:( now I have to think.

I just wanted to eat french toast today and ride my bike. Grr.

Emilly Orr said...

I just wanted to eat french toast today and ride my bike. Grr.

And you *can*, my goodness, you can.

That's a bit of life fun taken the wrong way, I think--"Dangerous to hearts", which I was tagged with earlier, partially by you--but "no one seems to care", in that, I tell people, and they say, thass okay, we will love you anyway.

So it works out.

You don't *have* to answer anything. You can ignore it. :)

turnerBroadcasting said...

"Love and cooking are two things which must be done with total abandon."

Ok, I'm pretty much done. Funny how easily I got nude. Hm..
Maybe I'm comfortable that way.
I will tap my people tomorrow.

Edward Pearse, Earl of Primbroke said...

I think you're having entirely too much fun with your random facts :-)

Emilly Orr said...

Turner: well done. Kudos for spreading the virus...err...quiz...type...thingy.

Edward: Yes, this is true. But then I am a very random person, all things considered. :)

Wrath Paine said...

Whoa. Just how huge is your computer monitor??

I think you may have more things on top of it than I have in the entire room, hehe.

A moss-covered deer femur? Yeah, I won't ask. ;-)

Darkling, Lady Speirling said...

no one called no tagbacks...!

Emilly Orr said...

Wrath: wau, I meant to get to this before now.

Well, in any case--I think it's a 20, 21-inch monitor. But it's not a flat screen. Well, it's got a flat screen, not curved, but I mean it's a standard CRT, not LCD.

So I have stacking space on top.

(Btw. To everything else has now been added a holiday card--which probably needs to come down; the "wand" I made at a friend's daughter's Harry Potter-themed birthday party [essentially, a painted chopstick then covered in embroidery floss, bits of dyed leather, FIMO goddess beads, metal bits, and small keys]; and my newest Beanie, the black and purple Scarem the Bat, whee!)