Friday, November 17, 2006

Wait, Wait! What's this!?? It's BONUS TIME, BABY!

Two for one Friday, bitches! This next one's on the house.

Here's a question: Is this or is it not, my Dad? The one who paints Godzilla attacking half finished bridges, if you needed any more detail.

Another Guest Blogger Takes the Helm, Kiddies!

Because CK and I are lazy, or shall I say, busy making important big-money deals, we appreciate the intermittent post by a guest blogger. This time, we've got two. Two bunnies. Belle and Ferdinand, talking about everyone's favorite past-time, sex in 2nd Life. I know what YOU'RE doing this weekend! Gross, I just threw up in my mouth.

Anyhow, my fingers hurt from typing, so here it is:

Ok, so we might be bunnies but at least we can write coherently without excessive use of gangster rap and acronyms. Belle's ears stood UPRIGHT and Ferdinand could suddenly SEE out of both eyes when Gertrude Trotter received the following group notice from within Sadville:

Best Nude Av 7pmslt

Wild intentions will be having best nude av event tonight, come win some shopping money an showcase that sexy furry body, Your only chance to show your closet friends what they are missing out on, woot woot im biffo27 steele, jason barret or alis amdahl for tp cya there tell yo friends!!!

Here's a challenge Sadville Inhabitants - try writing your furry spam in English. That's a challenge from two

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Who Is This "CopyBot"? And What is He Doing in Second Life???

Quick, quick, really fast Q: who is CopyBot?! Because this bad boy seems to be getting a LOT of play in Second Life. No, really. He seems to get around (refer to picture, upper right corner). If anyone can shed some light on this dude, PLEASE!, let us know.

PS: we could read the article, but that would be too easy. Besides, I'm busy doing stuff. Like the Roger Rabbit...

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

QUICK! Who's Going to Conquer Second Life Next?

I know! I know! I'm told by a highly informative Second Lifer (Peggy Boo Boo?? Maaaaaaaaaaybe. I never reveal my sources. Unless you give me $5. OK, $1.50 and a diet coke) that not one but TWO certain someones are set to trot out in the metaverse. Who you ask... Weeeeeeeeell, you're in luck. I've had two Sidecars and A CORN DOG so I'm in a pretty awesome mood. It's none other than Anna Wintour and Mickey Mouse! You think I'm lying? Well I'm freakin' not. I'm told that it's basically "inevitable". And when people use big words like that, you have to believe them. Big words and wave their hands around real fast so you get confused and go "booga booga booga"!!!!

Someone looks pretty stoked about going to the Metaverse...

Naughty, Naughty PWSers

So as K-Mavs and Gertrude Trotter (two of PWS' most loyal readers) pointed out this afternoon, SJ and I have been very bad about posting lately. We're sorry. Really we are. But trust me when I say we have an iron-clad excuse: SJ lost her pegasus. In her words, "I can't find the goddamn animal ANYHWERE!" So guys, if you've seen him (purple wings, rainbow colored tail, answers to Frank) we'd be super grateful if you could give us a little shout. SJ has been despondent (and quite honestly, no fun which sucks for you-know-who). So while we're searching the metaverse far and wide, we've enlisted the help of one of our most favorite PWS-followers - Shannon O. - to take the reins as a guest blogger. Her Second Life thoughts follow below in PINK:

PS: I've included a little sculpture of Frank and SJ that I hand crafted above. Of course this was before she got that forehead thing fixed.

Second Life is like Barbie

So, I've been giving Second Life a lot of thought and it occurred to me that Second Life is like Barbie for adults.

When I was young I had the Barbie corvette, townhouse and jacuzzi. She had furs, roller skates and ball gowns. I could not drive and even if I could, I would not have had a convertible sports car; I did not have a luxurious townhouse, nor do I think I'd even been in a hot tub....let alone with a naked Ken. But, through Barbie, I had all of these things. It was fun to pretend. I think Second Life is really the same thing, just in a modern format. The only difference is I was 7-YEARS-OLD, not a grown adult, and these luxuries cost under $50 each (and sometime FAR below), not hundreds or thousands of dollars.

I've grown up and I'm past imaginary friends and dress-up. So, the question is---Are Second Lifers those with arrested development?

Monday, November 13, 2006

The Most Awesome Thing I Have Ever Read?


Thursday, November 09, 2006

PWS High Honors
The Strange Accolades Keep Rolling In

This frankly amazing gem came strolling into our PWS paws last night from a REAL LIFE Second Lifer! Unfortunately I had already cracked open the malt liquor and SJ had already clopped off to clog dancing or we would have been all over it. So, whatever, deal.

Allegedly, there is a true to the sweet baby jesus Second Life publication called "World of SL" and the real meat of this little rag, is to give Second Lifers the opportunity to post about what exactly they get up to in this wonderful, wonderful, fake, weird, slightly disturbing world. And to our utter suprise and complete JOY, your very own PWS pals were featured smack bang right between the "Performancing" and "Why We Have Sex in Second Life" posts. Of course, I'm told it's because some people have a problem with what SJ and I do. And if you have a problem with totally awesome reporting then good because I have a problem with you.

However, to be fair, I thought we'd take a closer look at World of SL's content - and you know what? We actually 100% completely agree with a LOT of the points made. So consider ourselves told! I've pulled out a few points highlighted in blue from the "Why We Have Sex in Second Life" post with my thoughts below. Let us know what you think!

Before anything else, I have to say I believe sex happens in your head.

PWS: Totally right. I don't know about the rest of you, but I've certainly never used anything else. It's just me, baby. And sometimes my pegasus.

"But in some very important ways, sex in Second Life is *the very same thing* as sex in Real Life".

PWS: I would actually have to disagree with this one. My sex life is MUCH better in Second Life.

Your brain tells your body it's aroused, and with a little help from a hand or I don't know, some kind of appliance you've bolted onto your desk, your rocket ship takes flight and when you eventually come to yourself you're in afterglow.

PWS: Where the hell did you get a rocket ship?

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Bigger news than Rumsfeld: Bobby Brown is in Second Life!

Could today be any better? Mr. Bobby Brown confirmed he's in Second Life today - he's the winged, seven-legged magician dancing like Minnie Mouse in DimmyDonkaLonkaLand's water park.

Go check it out! What are you waiting for!?

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

It’s Called “Shit Canned Central” – and You’re Invited

It’s recently come to our attention at PWS that some people think they can party better than us. While SJ and I shared a serious chuckle over these claims, I would like to take a moment to pointedly address these fairly serious allegations: quite simply, they’re not true. No one - and I mean no one – parties harder or better or more often than us. You hear that? No one. Do you know anyone else who lies on a buffet table inebriated at company parties (especially ones that aren’t theirs)? Nope. Didn’t think so. What about throwing a glass against a brick wall because she dared herself? Yeah – and you call yourselves “cool”. Losers.

As such, to dispel these frankly disgusting rumors once and for all , SJ and I have decided to host our own soiree and you, PWS readers far and wide, are invited. Just to whet your appetite, we’ve included a party agenda below. Feel free to tell us what you think – but I don’t think there’s anyway you’re NOT showing up to this gig. And if you don’t, well that’s your loss, because I’ve already cracked open the Bacardi Breezers at La Quinta (free valet parking, bitches - Ask yourself, why wouldn't I throw a party there?) and am doing the running man as I type.


Attire: Black-Tie or Sans Pants (you will not be allowed in if you do not adhere to the strict dress code).
Entertainment: CK and SJ Dance Troupe – “The PWS Twinkle Toes”: Dancing enigmas, CK and SJ, will take the stage to a medley of Tina Turner, Steely Dan and Journey in an interpretive dance complete with fringe jackets and leg-warmers.
Grand Finale: Magic Show! SJ will release 72 doves into the air and CK will levitate off the ground in her white Elvis jumpsuit to Meatload’s “I’d Do Anything for Love (But I Won’t Do That). THEN, we’ll cut an audience member in half but we won’t put them back together again because we’ll be too drunk.

See you there! Honk honk!


If for some reason you don't vote, this guy (pictured above) will jump through your computer screen and I'm not responsible for what he does after that. As for if that will really happen, it's doubtful, but think about it. All day. Then, go vote and keep looking behind you, because if I were a betting girl, I'd bet he's chasing you and when you look behind yourself and don't see him, he's probably RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.

What Makes CK’s World Go Round?

After SJ's enlightening weekend round-up, our PWS hotmail address was simply inundated with requests about my own personal likes and dislikes. Honestly - you guys! - I'm totally flattered! So much so that I thought I'd pound out a little sumpin’, sumpin’ on what really rocks my world. We all know SJ loves Second Life, Joe Montana and clog dancing. But what do I really like you ask? Well, let me tell you. It’s two words, and all I can say is she’s back, bitches. All you naysayers and playa haters, well I don’t want to say I told you so, but you know what? I freakin am. Britney Spears is back and she looks TOTALLY AWESOME MAN!

I honestly can't describe how I felt this morning when I was reading my favorite gossip sites, I mean working, and saw my little Brit strutting her stuff on Letterman. It was almost as wonderful as levitating around Second Life with my furry friends and pretending like it was real-life. Almost.

Anyhow, what do YOU, our loyal PWS readers think about this comeback? I think it's pretty freakin' fantastic and if you want to make fun of me - Well bring it on. Just remember, you tool around in a fake world, asshole. Oh - and my Avatar can totally beat up yours.

PS: This one's for you, Beat.

Monday, November 06, 2006


Sorry for forgetting this guys, but you PWS readers keep me honest. I just received 19 emails* asking me to post a pic of me from the big game. Duh! How could I forget that!?

*19 emails was a total lie, I didn't get any at all. Why did I lie? Because, I'm sorry, but last time I checked this was MY blog, and I was the boss. Any questions?



What were you're favorite metaverse-travelling, pegasus-loving bloggers up to this weekend? Great question!

Let's start with the fact that I took what felt like a really long run through the Mission on Sunday, PWS t-shirt on! What's that? Old-school advertising baby, because if we don't pump up the numbers of *real* people reading this crap, we're doomed. Transe dancing, winged leather-daddies don't pay all the bills, if you know what I'm saying.

A highlight for me during the run was when I stopped to buy coffee. (That's the kind of runner I am, baby!) Anyhow, the "hip" crowd at Ritual Coffee didn't seem to like my t-shirt. The only reason I say that is that they glared at me, pretty openly. Like, about 10 at once. If I could bottle their faces and sell it, I would. You know why? Alot of people would buy it, that's why. Because it was really FUNNY.

What else happened this weekend? Well, first let me say, PWS is still important to me, but something happened this weekend. I became obsessed with football. Why? Because I went to the 49ers game (first football game ever). Well, they had everything from blue angels to a full-field-sized American flag, to people with face paint on (including me, of course). Anyhow, all I can say is that football gives Second Life something to live up to. Especially this (the below), who happened to be AT THE GAME. I LOVE FOOTBALL!

Oh and as to what CK was up to, she just drank alot of booze.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Holla Back!

Oh MAN! We keep on getting bigger and bigger, don't we? We're up to a whopping (are you sitting down?) ... THIRTY-FOUR readers. That's right. 3-4. Readers. Yes, most of them are our friends and colleagues. I know Hannah (family dog. greeting cards. remember her?) is a regular, as are Belle and Ferdinand, but STILL. This is getting out of control. Our favorite reporter, Mr. Ashlee Vance at The Register, has included us in his most recent story and we are so stoked we might throw a party in the metaverse tonight to celebrate. (BYOP(egasus) - We're not made of Linden dollars. Yet).

So guys, listen, this is what we need to do now. We need advertisers. I don't care if you are selling vacums or viagra, we'll run it on our site. You hear me? We. Will. Run. It. Because basically, we're the real deal. Not to mention really, really shallow.

First 5 leads get a PWS t-shirt... Email us at
Back to Basics

Those of you who are long-time PWS followers will know that Second Life isn't the only subject we report on. Nope. We also like to make fun of our parents whenever humanly possible. And on that note, please enjoy the following email from my Mother that just popped into my inbox. Please note the astericks throughout the email as I have taken the liberty to address several items that might be of confusion to our readers. I've also included the "Thought for the Day" she provided at the bottom of this little gem - I think it's applicable to both First and Second Life.


Hello Sweetheart-

Hannah* wants to know if your got her Halloween Card?

I klutz'd out last night and knocked red wine all over my new gabardine got AIRBORNE!. I washed it off with Oxyclean, but the Dry Cleaners were NOT happy with me. They think that it will water mark. Too bad,... I like that new suit. Good thing I got it at Filene's Basement.**

Tomorrow I'll be working from Boston. Hope to get into F.Bs and find more Austin Reeds. Looks like I may need a replacement.


*Family dog. Like to send greeting cards.
**Discount clothing store. She sent me a list of NY locations in case I want to pick anything up.

Thought for the Day:

A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "how heavy is this glass of water? Answers called out ranged from 8oz. to 20oz. The lecturer replied, The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. "If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. "In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes. "He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. "As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden. " "So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow. Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. " "Relax; pick them up later after you've rested. Life is short. Enjoy it!

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Screw The Avatar Man

So I’m opening my mail this morning and enjoying a nice cup of coffee in the metaverse, contemplating which outfit I want to wear today – ladybug with plastic PVC wings and antennae or go a bit more conservative with a rubber condom bodysuit – you know, the usual, when I come across this frankly rather disturbing article: 'Second Life' land prices get hefty hikes.

Um, ex-squeeze me. You’re telling me that instead of being able to buy my VIRTUAL land in Second Life for the bargain price of $1,250, I now have to pay $1,675.

Now that’s just f*cked up, man.