Sunday, July 15, 2007

Thoughts While Ironing

"Why is it that everything fun always means that there's a mountain of laundry to do?" This and many other thoughts ran through my mind today as I attended to the never ending chore of the wash. However as I began the ironing, my mind drifted towards the final battle of the Big Enders vs. the Little Enders and the aftermath that followed.

Sadly, the battle did not go quite as well as it had been hoped, due to a variety of factors. Lag was an issue (but then, when isn't it in SL?) and apparently it was affecting the physics of things as well too. Griefers were seen and reported by a person who was neutral in the conflict and of whom I believe is an honourable person and would not be making stories up about things like this. It was discovered that enabling the "push" option in a sim was not such a brilliant idea either.....however, it must be remembered that this was a new idea, first time out and there were bound to be growing pains and problems strewn on the path. I think that Professor Avalanche and Miss Paris deserve a week holiday each in the spa of their choice, paid for by everyone who had anything to do with this past week and the Neualtenburg/Caledon war as well. They were calm, fair and did their best to have a fun event for everyone to enjoy.

On that note, I think I can say that everyone enjoyed the Alien invasion. I have heard nothing but rave reviews about it and have enjoyed reading the different perspectives in the journals I have been allowed to peek into. Everyone, regardless of what end they ate their egg from, or even if they prefered it sunny side up, scrambled or disliked eggs entirely, banded together to ward off a common enemy....namely the Martians (who are really from France, or so I've heard). While the end battle may have had enough headaches to slay even the stoutest Steam Elephant, the Alien Invasion was enjoyed by many and I think will remain a highlight in Caledonian memories.

I can say for myself that I am feeling relieved that the end has come to the war(s). Hopefully the end of this will see a reduction of linen that needs washing. I hope I will be able to convince Sir Edward that we need to spend a week in Steelhead so I can attend to my duties there....and enjoy that new bathtub. Somehow I don't believe he'll be too terribly hard to convince. Now, where did I put that starch???


Current Population: 2 said...

Thank you, Lady Pearse.

You are bang on the money with the alien invasion.

Caledon lives and dies by its community spirit. Sadly, a lot of the big RPs over the last few months have torn that community apart in one way or another. All that has done is expose the rivalries, dislikes and disagreements that lie within any group of people.

The real way to being out the best in Caledon is to bring that community together in all it's shining glory. Allowing people to be at their best and show their true mettle.

It's a cliche, but it's true - it's been a hell of a learning experience.


Alfonso Avalanche

HeadBurro Antfarm said...

Dear Lord! To think I missed such an event! And I have just the bumble bee gun that would have helped confuse and blind the foul enemy. Alas (and, indeed, alak!), I was away on my travels and knew nothing of this terrible attack!

Yours in Travel,
HeadBurro Antfarm. esq.

Amber_Palowakski said...

Lady Christine, the events of the "final" battle had filled me with alot of heartbreak (as I note in my own blog), and it will be a long time before I get involved in ANY military RP again (if ever!), except it be to join the fight against aliens. That was an experience I will always cherish. The "final battle", on the other hand, I will endeavor valiantly to forget!

Current Population: 2 said...

Sir Christine Sir, might I suggest that you set His Earlyness, Lordy Edward to work on the laundry? I would have thought that his mechanical arm would be just the job for wooshing and smooshing the linens into submission.


Christine McAllister said...

Ooooh! What a splendid idea Miss Begonia! I don't know why I didn't think of it earlier...and I'm sure he's got extra stength and power in that arm to really give it good agitation. *claps her hands in glee and can't wait until the next laundry day*