137: Club Omega opens Monday at Gay Fun World

Ricogenu Bluestar gave me some advance information the other day and asked me to pass it along to you -- he has a new club opening on Monday in the Gay Fun World complex, CLUB OMEGA.
   I went and toured the build in its empty state -- it looks elegant and should be a good backdrop for all the sexy visitors. You'll find the club HERE, and after you use that SLURL you'll find yourself at the top of a set of stairs. Head downstairs, through the corridors, and you'll find it easily.
   The people behind the

new club are Rico himself, of course, and his sim manager Astanias Jayaram. For the grand opening your host will be Joe Lycomedes and DJ duties will be handled by Herr Direktor. And there will be L$1500 on the board for the sexiest in leather ... now I KNOW you have that outfit ready to go.

For ease of reference: 

Monday, June 1, 2015, 5 to 7 PM SLT
SLURL is HERE.  

One last thing: If you're opening a club, or if you have an upcoming event you want to promote -- getting in touch with bloggers and telling them about it is a pretty good idea. From our point of view, it's nice to be able to bring people news BEFORE something happens. More than once in the past, I've popped in to SL to get something else done, and in my feed I have five minutes' notice of the opening of a new club. Sure, I go, and I take pictures, and I tell everyone what a good time we all had -- but if I have the chance to tell people before the event, there are more people in the room and we have more fun. So thanks for thinking of me, Rico, and let me tell other club promoters -- it's a good idea to get the word to bloggers before the event. Because you get pieces like this!

136: A short break

I'm sure some of my readers have noticed I've been blogging a lot less frequently in the last few weeks. As sometimes happens, real life has thrown me a family-based curve and I'm spending a lot of time dealing with the effects. I'm getting closer to stability now and I thought I'd mention that I was going to increase my efforts a bit in the next while.  Thanks to my friends who expressed concern: it's all good these days, thanks.
   However, in the future I will be focused more on certain kinds of blogging than others. I enjoy doing interviews and I've heard from many people that they look for that from me, so I'll seek out opportunities with people who have something going on in Second Life and to get them to talk about what interests them. (And if you have something going on, you could do worse than get in touch to say so. Don't be shy.) I'll be doing less about clubs unless there is some kind of special event, or the opening of a new club, etc. It's fun to recommend services and places, and even the occasional store, to my readers, but from now on I'm going to only do that when something strikes my fancy. And I'm going to continue to have fun with my dear Alex Thaub and telling stories about two guys, the farm boy and the city boy, that look just like us, but aren't ;-)
   Your comments, as always, are welcome.

135: L'Homme Magazine, May 2015 edition

Another fine edition of l'Homme Magazine, under the hand of editor-in-chief Hikaru Enimo. I like where this magazine is going. I'm in familiar territory when the advertisements are indistinguishable from, and equally important as, the editorial; page after page of "Oh, that's NICE," "Oh, I wouldn't wear THAT," and "OMG where can I buy it?" Lots and lots of great men's clothes, skins, accessories and household objects. Intelligent design (so nice to find the information you want on the same page!). Well worth your time -- find it here.
   This edition has three featured design houses: Gizza (Giz Seom and her partner Auster Elan are on the cover), Samurai Skin and Gabriel, plus lots of other material from, among other things, my new current favourite Deadwool (I've been constantly rocking their business suit), Taketomi and UW.ST. I'm not familiar with 7 Deadly S(K)ins but, wow, best name for a skin house EVER.
   Enjoy!

134: New issue of Photography magazine

I'm always impressed when I see a new issue of Photography magazine, produced by Joao Batista, and the May 2015 issue is really exceptional. See it here. Beautiful new photography by, among others, my friends Joe Nussbaum and GiaCinta Angel Samael. Definitely worth checking out; 300 pages of lovely images.

133: Koningsdag at Big Momma's Ballroom

I found myself with an unexpected moment of leisure and found to my pleasure that I actually had time to drop in on Big Momma's Ballroom to hear DJ Kahvy Smith lead a celebration of a very important holiday in the Netherlands, Koningsdag or King's Day. It celebrates the birthday of the reigning

King Willem-Alexander.
   Hosting duties were handled ably by Crafty Migpalion Foxdale, and the dress, as you can tell from the pictures, is formal. Specifically, formal with an orange accent or royal regalia. (I'm wearing an orange jewel around my neck to honour the House of Orange, honest, although you'll have to look at the close-ups to see it.) Always fun to

have an excuse to wear my L&B tuxedo and the ladies certainly do formal events justice, as you can see, with each gown more spectacular than the next.
   The most interesting part for me, other than the chance to pay my respects to the cultural tradition of my Dutch friends, was the chance to use their super-duper Intan dance animations. As I understand it, DJ Kahvy is in real life a trained

ballroom dancer and so matches the music to the animations, that he also announces. So when he plays a paso doble, you and your partner can DO a paso doble. Unfortunately my fiancé Alex Thaub wasn't with me but a kind gentleman, Theron Mexicola, took pity on me and danced. It was quite a pleasure to be able to dance so well since in RL I am pretty much the guy

standing on the side of the dance floor bouncing up and down holding his beer because he can't dance. ;-)
   It was a lot of fun, everyone was in good spirits, I saw some friends, including the very regal Bock McMillan and Tomais Ashdene, Helene Dragoone, and the always lovely PuPi. And it was a nice change of pace to have a different style of music and a

different style of dancing. Happy Koningsdag!

132: City boy returns

Checking fence is something you do constantly on a farm. The other day I was out at the far end of the farm where it runs up against a rest stop off the highway; there's always garbage scattered around and I like to keep the place tidy when I stop by.
   I was surprised to see a beautiful old sports car parked at the rest stop when

I pulled my truck in; after having a look at the fence, I gave it the once-over. A little fancier than the local vehicles. I was just wondering who'd spent so much money on such a fancy car when a city boy in a fancy suit showed up. I was surprised to see it was the same dude I'd met a while back and ... well, let's just say we enjoyed meeting each other.
   "Hey, farm boy, good to see you," he

said with a smile. "You know anything about Karmann Ghia engines?"  "I might," I said cautiously. Before too long we were trying to figure out why his engine had sputtered and quit. We worked away at it until the light started to fade. "Looks like you're stuck for the evening," I said. "I can give you a bed for the night until you can get it towed tomorrow ..." "No need," he said.

"Yesterday I bought the farm next to yours, if you can give me a lift over there in your truck."
   That made me a little nervous. I squared off with him and said, "You know, we had some fun, but this is the country -- we don't talk about that stuff out here like you do in the city. We like our privacy." He has this funny little grin that just lasts a second. "Not to worry,

buddy. I bought out here to leave all that gossip behind. Nobody's going to hear anything about you from me other than you don't know shit about European engines." We both laughed.
   We didn't manage to figure out what was wrong with the engine by sundown so finally we agreed to pack it in. He'd stripped off the top half of his fancy suit by then, and said, "Let me go wash up."

He had a strong smell of fresh sweat that was ... well, it was kind of sexy. He sauntered over to the little washroom and just stood there looking at me for a minute. A long minute. I followed him over. He didn't say anything but just kept looking at me. I knew what was on his mind, and I have to admit it had been on my mind too. "Nobody around," I said quietly. "Nobody but us," he said as I

followed him in.
   I don't know how it's going to work out to have a city boy on the farm next door, but it will be interesting.