Well, let's give that key lime pie a day in court, and a big old glass of non-fat milk, if you please.

Saint Clare is peaceful, serene and full of love. Which is why Orson and I left it to go kick some ass last night.

Now I am not saying that is us in these pictures, at all. In fact, the photo below from the 7 Days Magic Bakery security camera is too bad to say exactly who that is. I mean, really...who would hold up someone for a glass of milk? That's crazy. **coughs*

Besides, my attorney assures me this photo will never count as evidence if this goes to trial.



By the way, I like to think of myself as an innocent bystander... a civilian, if you will. Certainly not an accomplice, like that silly police officer tried to explain it to me last night. Just because I drove the car after Orson picked up the milk does not make me some kind of bad person. My goodness.



Hey, anyone can go to the Crack Den and be tough. But it takes a special kinda badassedness to just be criminal wherever you happen to be. **clears throat* Allegedly criminal.

How to stuff a wild bikini

Obviously, the secret to how stuff a wild bikini is owned and patented by Johnny Barbecue, as demonstrated at last night's late-night beach silliness. Oh, and some chicks were there, too.

L-R, Alabama Smalls, Johnny Barbecue (welcome back, Mr. Kotter), xSaraho Mornington, Thadeous Drucker (background, Pris, Meta)


Penelope Sideshow, innertoobin'


Marlys Vaughan, lookin' kewt!


Alabama Smalls, The "'Bama Slamma"


Bea Hienrichs, debating if it's safe to go in the water


We so need ocean waitstaff to fetch us cocktails (someone work on that pls? kthx)


Sven Marx, Beach Mime


Robin, ready for water sports >.>


Rad, bad -- mos def not a fad -- Thadeous Drucker


Robin -- way too excited about people coming over


Pris -- Imma wondering where the hell that Ocean Waiter is with mah drank???


Meta Constantine, flexing his pixelmuscles for ze ladeez


Kylerai Hayek, tellin' us all to chill

Meta made us an offer we couldn't refuse

Meta Constantine, who recently showed his work at the *69 Art Lounge, has generously offered us a parcel of land to build a *69 headquarters/studio!!!! And equally wonderful, Orson has begun planning a model for the new building. :)

Like the villas Orson designed and built on Saint Clare, we will document the progress of the build. Since the new building is for *69, we will post pics on that blog: http://star69music.blogspot.com/.

Thank you Meta, so very much! And Orson, we can't wait to see you do your magic again.

xxxxxxxx

2009

So we all have those days when you are just so over SL. Robin and I agreed I had reached maximum SLness and I should take some time off, so I am minding my own business irl when this SAME WOMAN calls me and says.."Umm..Pris? Niko is here. And Vio. And Oct. And, um...pop in and turn off security so we can party?"

Still in a New Year's funk, I come onto Saint Clare to TCB still dressed for sunbathing on Hermit Beach from that afternoon. After being SLexually harassed by everyone there (**coughs Vio), I decided to stay -- who can resist the warm gooeyness of Niko's tunes? Not me. And apparently, not most of SL, who also came over to ring in the New Year (around the world, every hour) with us. So thank you Robz, Niko and Sars (ok, Vio too, for hittin' on me) and everyone who made this such a fun night!

More pics on the *69 blog, too. :)

DJ Niko Lyle


Violet Morellet, Butthole Magic


The ladies of Saint Clare: Robz and Pris


Pris, Woodrow Stapleton


Lolotehe Menoptra


xSaraho Mornington, Hawt Late-Night DJ Diva


Robin

Ty! Ty!

Last night in the *69 Art Lounge, we had our first official opening night ever for a show -- Meta Constantine's incredible installation, Uzamaki - The Purgatory Lounge. This party was coordinated by Robin, who did such an awesome job Meta put her in his Picks with high praises! Also, Niko Lyle was spinning, so you know we all danced it out. More event pics on the *69 blog.

L-R: Pris, Guinevere Kirshner (official *69 Bar Go-Go Dancer), xSaraho Mornington (Sars!), RobinLynne Raymaker (lookin' hawt!)


Niko Lyle, Pris

My eyes!

Here is my fave pic from Roland's freaky-deaky Cube set. :D


Yay for audience participation!

Definitely naughty

Yesterday I had the privilege of taking part in an impromptu photo shoot with crazy-wonderful photographer Penelope Sideshow. Here are a few pics from the shoot, but her body of work is on her Flickr photostream so please check it out at:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/penelopesideshow/


Checking It Twice, photo by Penelope Sideshow, with Electric Emmons, Pasta Vendetta, Dizzy and Pris Telling


Naughty or Nice #20, photo by Penelope Sideshow, with Electric Emmons and Pris Telling


You Stole My Heart, photo by Penelope Sideshow, with Electric Emmons and Pris Telling

A world of your kind

I am thrilled to report that Orson has completed the villas in the Harbor and they look spectacular!

The original idea was to base the design of the homes on those in rl Santorini, Greece. Orson did his magic and from that basic "Santorini" concept, made the buildings livable, to scale, and created custom textures and an unbelievable palette that looks ethereal in sunrise, midday, sunset or evening settings. He also worked with the land, barely touching the original landscape and building upwards for an incredible ocean view from almost every window in each home. Orson took on this challenge with a generous grace, and this project -- like all of his work -- is flawless.

Thank you, Orson, for everything.


At sunset, from the Harbor.


Midday.

Bisous, Graham

When I first envisioned Saint Clare, I knew what I wanted it to be and the kind of people I wanted to share it with. So far, I have been incredibly, amazingly lucky: out of tens of thousands of people isl, I met Orson, Roland and Graham. All three men have become intrinsic parts of Saint Clare's nature. So, I am selfishly sad to hear Graham will be leaving Saint Clare, but I am very happy it is because rl is taking an exciting new turn for him.

I met Graham when I worked at Popscene almost a year ago. I don't remember if I started talking to him because he is French and I am a raging Francophile or if he tried hitting on me. :P In all honesty, I think we just started talking about music. And music talk led to travel talk..and travel led to people..and people somehow led back to music.

Even though Graham threatened to eat the ducks in the Harbor so many times I ended up naming them Pâté and Cassoulet, I know Saint Clare was special to him, too. I hope he doesn't mind that I share this, but Graham grew up in Marseilles, a port town in France. He enjoyed Saint Clare's harbor in a way that was very specific to his memories of family and childhood, the way we have all found something on SC to connect with. Maybe the beaches are your rl touchstone that remind you of home, or the Harbor, or sitting around the fire at night. I personally will always remember the afternoon Graham told me about Marseilles while we stood on SC's dock and fed the ducks.

Lots of love from all of us Graham! Thank you for being a part of Saint Clare from the beginning. Thank you for teaching me what I had been doing wrong when I made quiche. :) Thank you for being a sweet and loyal friend, which is rare irl and even rarer isl.

Between you and me? I am confident Graham will come back to visit us. Le Diable chie toujours au même endroit. :D

Bisous et je t'embrasse, mon ami.

Pris

I'm baaaaaaaaaaack

Yes, I am back and this is a pic of Roland. There is no logic here, except to say...wheeeeee! And also? I think we need to be planning that Saint Clare party we keep talking about.

Saint Clare: Unite!

Computer Club Records, open for business!

After a few months of off-and-on work, we finally launched our first official storefront! CLICK HERE to TP to the store, for a look. You might be wondering - "What the hell is in your store??" To answer, we have 3 categories of products available.

1. CCR Second Life Singles Series
-For 150L you and your avatar walk away with an mp3, digital t-shirt and poster, note from the band, digital artwork for display in-world, and lyrics. We've launched the series with singles from 4 artists:
001 - Gileah and the Ghost Train - "The Satellite"
002 - With Hatchet, Pike & Gun - "The Hands"
003 - City of Ships - "Night Vision"
004 - X-AM - "As Love Permeates the Air"



2. A few select releases from our back catalog. Right now we have about 10 up, and even 2 new releases (The Onslaught Dynamo/Coyote Throat split & the X-AM "is in love" record). Prices vary depending on the release, and all come with digital artwork for display in-world.



3. T-Shirts designed by me (Roland). The designs are fairly juvenile and fun, and are super cheap at only 25 Lindens a pop. They even come with 2 free song downloads, just for the heck of it.




As of today, I just put up a new section for freebies. Thus far, for the price of 0 Lindens, you can nab:
-a 13-track sampler of Computer Club artists present & past
-a slew of digital Computer Club T-shirts in varying colors and cuts

And soon I'll even have a section for nerdy gestures. Righteous. Now where's my pocket protector?

-Roland

The Build, Day 5...Safety First

Here is Orson without his shirt on. **coughs* I mean, in his new safety gear after the Incident of Day 4. Always use protection, kids. **shifty sideways glance*



I think he also built some stuff today. Because really? I was busy watching Orson. Err. Supervising Orson. Yes. That's it.

The Build, Day 4..."I'm OK!"

There was a minor incident involving Orson, rezzing, giant stairs and smushed avis. While my attorneys and I await the Worker's Comp claim, I want it noted here that Orson distinctly called out "I'm OK!" from underneath the rubble.[note to self.."hardhat area signage...look into Union builders..."]



Here is Orson looking much more large and in charge. We haz stairs!

Where everybody knows your name (or at least just read your tag)

Yes, this post is a little late but the sentiment is the same: thank you Win for all the good times! The night it shut down, Orson and I stand where the Winchester once was and basically -- look confused. RIP, Win.

And then things got weird

Things began somewhat innocently, as usual. Isn't Kylarai adorableness?
**puts Ky in my pocket**


You would trust that faise, right? You would be wrong.


Johnny BBQ insists on singing "Under the Sea" (until I kick him).


JBBQ passes out "manbo!" maracas to everyone...and then things got weird. Like, Ky stopped waxing, for one. [insert your own joke about Ky's maracas here]




Leiche takes his watermelon very seriously.




Add Bakers, Electric, Danny, some nachos, a cow, batman and maracas..and you haz a party.