Posted in day-to-day, OpenLife

Settling

I made prim ears out of tortured prims. It’s a minor thing and yet I feel so much more like myself with them.

I’m working on a covered wagon, in which I’ll sleep.

Bed now before himself gets pissed.

Posted in day-to-day, I wrote this, music, OpenLife, song

The Content Creator (song)

(c) 2009 L. Foster
Tune: “The Moonshiner”, Irish Traditional

(chorus:)
I’m a builder, I’m a scripter
I’m a performer too
This whole grid was built
by the things that we do
(I’m) done lining your pockets
With my hard-earned cash
It’s off to a new grid
Where I’ll rez till I crash

I’ve been an SL-er for over a year
I’ve made stuff from clothing to houses to beer
I pay for uploading, I pay when I sell
I pay for my land and to cash out as well

(chorus)

I’m taking my talents to a new count-er-y
I’ll sell all my lindens and go on a spree
I’ll get my own region for a quarter the price
And with triple the prims it’ll surely be nice

(chorus)

Oh Lindens, oh Lindens, how did I love thee
But you’ll never rest till you take all from me
So bless content makers and buyers of goods,
For you ne’er more will see me in this neighborhood!

(chorus)