Posted on November 18, 2009


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.

The Content Creator (song)

(c) 2009 L. FosterTune: “The Moonshiner”, Irish Traditional (chorus:)I’m a builder, I’m a scripterI’m a performer tooThis whole grid was builtby the things that we do(I’m) done lining your pocketsWith my hard-earned cashIt’s off to a new gridWhere I’ll rez till I crash I’ve been an SL-er for over a yearI’ve made stuff from clothing … Continue reading