Last Night in Second Life...
Clio has a project that has become immense - taking snapshots of residents of SL wearing clown noses. She told me to wear the nose last night and do whatever I wanted. I spork-danced, rode around on a bicycle, slashed the air with a huge sword, etc. At one point I was spork dancing and she told me she had taken enough shots of that activity but I kept on going because I was taking pictures myself. I told her I was just doing it to be a brat. She has a HUGE show planned, and Baron G. is making a pink big top for her to use. It will be incredible, I think. Thousands and thousands of pictures. She showed me some she'd taken. She has a very good eye - the pictures were great. As a very sweet thank-you she put all the pictures she'd taken of me and put them in an album. I said I'd just seen that very same album and had wanted it. Alarmed, she said, "Where did you see it?" I said, "Your store!" Ha.
Right before she met me and took pictures I was in Manhattan racing as a giant snail. I got turned around, but I won anyway. There weren't a lot of people there as racers or viewers, perhaps because there was supposed to be an update that morning and sometimes people stay away for a bit after one. We had the update today, instead - everything went fine as far as I am concerned.

Johnny Trouble
Selador sent me a notecard containg Johnny Trouble - w00t. It's, as he said, more of a real story.