- Go into your image folder
- Open the sixth sub-folder and choose the sixth image.
- Publish the image! (and a few words wouldn’t hurt, though I dare say I couldn’t stop a blogger from adding a few words of their own).
- Challenge six new bloggers.
- Link to them.
An excuse to post random pictures? Oh yes, I’m in! In fact, I took the liberty to post a few more that in some way adheres to the sixth rule.
The Sixth Image in the WoW Screenshot Folder
Apparently this screenshot was taken 1/1-11 at 20:22, a date that would satisfy anyone with an OCD for numbers.
Special WoW points to anyone who can spot me in the picture and bonus points to anyone who can also guess the location.
The Sixth Image in my Sixth Folder under my Image Folder
This is a picture of a cat taking a shower – a cat-shower. It’s a picture my mom sent me also about a year ago of their new cat Max.
Max was bought from a animal shelter, a “second-hand-cat”. He had been treated well by his previous owner, he wasn’t very old and now he needed a new home. The personnel at the shelter advised him to not be co-adopted with his sister, apparently she bullied him.
When my parents had visited the shelter to find a cat, Max had been very forthcoming and had put his pawn on my moms shoulders. When my mom told me this, I thought she was probably over-romanticizing, but when I met Max myself, he crawled directly onto my lap and purred, she had not been exaggerating. This was was the most loving and cuddly cat I had ever met, so trusting. He would cuddle up against their guests and the guests would instantly fall for him, everyone loved him. I recall my mom saying that she was afraid to lose him now, she had really lost her heart to Max, understandably.
A few months later Max doesn’t come home. He is castrated and has an ear tattoo (instead of a collar), there’s no reason he would stray nor that people should think he was a stray. My parents started to worry. They scouted the area and put up fliers without result. My mom’s fears had come true.
Max had just disappeared, and we have not seen nor heard of him since. He was extremely trusting of people he had never met before, so we don’t know if anyone picked him up and tried to re-adopt him, we’re fairly certain they could succeed. I think my parents got burned a little, they have still not acquired a new cat.
The Sixth Image in my Sixth Folder under my Blog Folder
Hee hee, I pulled a blog specific picture too since I thought I would definitely be able to say something about it and here it is – my character in Blue Mars.
Blue Mars was a virtual world similar to Second Life, but as far as I know, they have closed down. I went there as part of a field trip with a group of Second Life residents, the organizer Vaneeesa Blaylock being a (mostly Second Life based) performance artist.
Everytime I’ve been to Second Life I’m reminded that they have the luxury of surnames. Blue Mars had surnames too, so I was not just Ironyca, but Ironyca Lee – yeah! If we had those in WoW, we would be able to actually spell each others names (Perhaps Hölipoowër and Dèæthfacé could have had an easier time).
My field report was written from a WoW-player’s perspective: WoW meets Blue Mars – about the Avatar Gaze.
It was a fun trip, slightly psychedelic as the pictures suggest – my character had a crush on me, I swear! If I turned my viewing angle in front of her, she would turn her head and look at me, often swaying back and forth changing pose while smiling flirtatiously. A so-called “out-of-avatar experience”.
I went through my reader and tried to tag bloggers who have not yet been tagged.
- Döra’s Log (I’m a huge fan of Döra… Döra are you still with us?)
- Raging Monkeys (Love Syl’s writing)
- I Rez Therefore I am (Hey, since I mentioned Vaneeesa, I might as well attempt to spread the meme to Second Life)
- In Character (Recently subscribed)
- Too Many Annas (Recently subscribed)
- Cofessions of a Part-time Panzerkin (Recently subscribed)