Will probably spend most of the day Sunday on Concreek if it doesn’t rain, and it isn’t suppose to at least until the afternoon upon last check (checking right now…). Tomorrow would be a nice day to spend on Concreek but I have to go down to my mom’s once more, pheh. Must think of bigger picture, though.
Hucka D.:
Each individual piece of Concreek is important, baker b. Goodnight to you.
bb:
Hellow to you. Should…
Hucka D.:
Yes.
bb:
So toys should be there.
Hucka D.:
Were there and will be there. Mossmen. Uniko. Mossmen.
bb:
Where does Second Life actually *die*?
Hucka D.:
In Concreek.
bb:
What *is* that concreek?
Hucka D.:
An anomaly.
bb:
I meant concrete there.
Hucka D.:
Yeah. (pause) Future self is telling present self the future in the present. The best way he can. Concrete. Concreek.
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bb:
I’ve cancelled my (Carrion) land sale, Hucka D. I’ll just stick with the virtual village until July 7th then make a decision. Only 2 weeks away. The move to Siliconicus fell through — land there sold.
Hucka D.:
Wasn’t in the cards. But now you respect Carcass-One a little more. You should keep it for the summer.
bb:
Not sure about that, Hucka D.
Hucka D.:
Concreek is sealing up. Only available in early morning because of heat and bugs. All the woods are sealing up — have been sealing up. Now is the time to think internal. Toys. Avatars. Rock.
bb:
Begin to think of the big picture.
Hucka D.:
TILE. How important is that?
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