Berry’s Challenge this week was a real tough one. I’m terrible at poems and rhyming. Meter and I don’t get along. I’ve always been more of a freeform pose type of person. So trying to fit that into a semi-self-imposed-rigid format nearly drove me to drink.
They say events can be inspiration too. Maybe that’s why my little Acrostic Poem took a left turn at Albuquerque.
Meme instructions: Write an acrostic poem(s) using your Second Life name or any word describing your Second Life. Remember to leave your link in this meme’s comments so others can come by and read your poem(s) as well!
Nearly headless Nigel Riel
Is a pixel boy but real
Groggy always without caffeine
Earlobes pierced, and a few other things
Losing his mind because SL blew away over 1K building sculpts, maps and textures.I know it doesn’t rhyme!
As tempting as it was to put on a Ruth skin and have no hair or attachments, my other folders seem to be intact. But my Single folder, !Building Sculpts & Maps, went poof. Gone. G’bye. See ya. No note, not even a farewell from the window as it got into a cab. Thousands of items kaput. I’m impatiently waiting on SL Concierge Support to get back to me as to whether or not it can be recovered.
I suppose its a good thing I have been incredibly lazy about actually sorting and putting away items into their correct folders or I would have lost ALL of them. As it is, probably 80% of them are gone.
Typewriter: floorplan typewriter gacha / red **Available at The Arcade
Letters: Prim Word Generator
Me: The only new thing is the boots. Fashionably Dead Bossy Boots – Metallic Gold (With Rare White Spikes) ** Available at The Arcade