Ben???

“I’m attempting to chat w/ you more Hucka D. now, since we’ll be on vacation for a couple of days this weekend.”

Hucka D.:

Thank you.

*****

bb:

Obviously I believe I need to talk to Klutzy Kamper about “Ben.”

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

And this is a direct continuation of the cat theme of the Ross Sea. Lions and tigers are both cats. I just found a leopard in the Cowardly sim of one of the new continents. And now…

Hucka D.:

A bear.

bb:

I have a lot of questions on this one. I don’t know how many can be answered here.

Hucka D.:

Smithy wishes to talk, but I don’t know how many questions of hers can be answered either.

bb:

Should I talk to Smithy, then?

Hucka D.:

Might not hurt.

Smithy:

Ben?

bb:

Yes, it’s a word I found on the bottom of a sea in Second Life. Do you know about SL? Can’t remember if I asked you before.

Smithy:

Yes. Second. Reborn.

bb:

I think the Mossmen are involved.

Smithy:

Cornersville. Control.

bb:

You can barely make it out. Like the Torley cubes in Kerchal. Uranus again. Just on the edge of perception. Visual.

Smithy:

There’s a hole. Here.

Hucka D.:

She/he is tired. She/he goes back to the shadows once more.

bb:

When you mentioned Rubi Doo, did you know of the Rubideaux Creek in Montana, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

So you knew about the Ben glyph on the bottom of the sea floor in SL.

Hucka D.:

Yep.

bb:

You know who did it.

Hucka D.:

Mossmen.

bb:

This has something directly to do with Glacier National Park, though. Grizzly Adams. Ben. Egan. It’s obvious.

Hucka D.:

You need to speak to Klutzy. You need to set aside your prejudice about [delete name]. It’s just another way of getting to endgame.

bb:

We were fed to the lions?

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

Darkness. Ross Sea. Lions. African-Americans. Obama. Win. Yippie! (pause). Sorry, I got distracted.

Hucka D.:

BEN.