madamichinaga
Well, a quick update on times in Second Life.

Last night was interesting - research continues apace. However, I was there with colleagues Gazira Babeli, and suddenly the Singularity takes place.

Gaz and I wind up in a combat test zone, and we get nuked. Then we go to my Art Center, and there is an invisible box three times the size of the center itself lodged in the floor. Then, about four IMs come up from friends who are; a coder, a madam, an architect, and a writer. Gazira hits a button, and hundreds of images of Georgs Bush fall from the sky, an escort asks me "...what I'm doing today?" while i'm in alt.gender drag...