Second Second Life

Had a fun afternoon at a training session on Second Life. Leads up to a 1-day event I’m hoping to get on, which looks at using virtual worlds in education (video from last year’s conference). I’ve been following what Julz has been doing, and as I used to be a role-player, and MUD witch in the mid 80’s, I can see myself getting hooked on it.

The class was well organised, using a ‘SLURL’ (new term of the day).

I sit attentively and listen, wondering where my feet have gone.

Gavin has certainly changed since he left to work for another institution …

I couldn’t find a toilet …

Hmm, a definite theme developing here … which reminds me, I must remember to print out a star map for next week’s trip.

One of the chaps looked at the avatars’ names and said he had a theory about the names people chose in Second Life. I had to explain that mine was named after my tent. Yup, I spent the afternoon as Akto Mannonen. Well, there was a limited number of surnames to chose from when I enlisted, so it made sense.

And before people think that this late night/early morning post is because I’m off developing my money-making scheme … no, my washing machine is still playing up, so I’m keeping an eye on it as I try hacking the settings again.

Virtual Peak Bagging

I’m on a training course tomorrow afternoon on the uses of Second Life in education. So tonight’s homework was to dust off my passcode, and take some tentative steps into the land.

Being me, I end up getting away from the bustle of people slagging off inconsiderates, swearing and chatting and head out to the countryside. I used to play MUD at College in the 80’s, and role-played, so all this nonsense about not being a ‘digital native’ is just that – nonsense.

Now, is there a slider to reduce the waterproofing on these trousers????

All I need is my tent and a warm brew.

Maybe I’ll just take up tarping?

Sunrise already? Time to log out and get a brew on.