<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018</id><updated>2011-09-05T07:48:36.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners in Virtual Crime</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow the on line and rl misadventures of Cas &amp; Sal</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-112985218677433584</id><published>2005-10-20T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:52:51.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well DAMN!!</title><content type='html'>So life does go on after SL does it. I have really been trying to get things together in my day to day schedule. I got all caught up with my work at WB and have really had time to enjoy my clients when they come in and not just talk shop. The brief rain we had here in Cali took its toll on me. I walked outside and did not realize Sal's Harley was leaking oil. So the combo of oil and water with me attempting a run to my suv meant I hit the pavement. YES.. My back is out once again. My doctor has taken me off my feet for at least 6 weeks. So here I am again in bed writing in my blog and wondering how the hell I get here once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest information is that Desi is in Texas and doing very well to my understanding. Boo my online daughter spoke with her for almost 3 hours yesterday and they talked about everything and everybody. Now you all know I am not the one who does the up to date gossip in my blog. I try to stay away from that view of second life. Second Life has its good points and its bad, I enjoy the game and I do like playing it without all the drama that can be attached to it. I do know most of the male family members have women after them that causes real drama. But for the most part if you do your own thing you more then likely can avoid the drama of second life. Second Life is just what it is a second life. I have to be honest here a lot of people who play sl feel important in the game. They need this format to make them feel whole. You know this by the time they spend it game, you know this by how they act when they have a sim or have land. You know this when they are a good designer, builder, etc and can't be kind enough to help the other person in game live their dream. I enjoy playing SL, I enjoy making clothes, I enjoy being with my RL husband and with my online family. However, my life is outside the game, and my success is outside the game, my wealth (what it is that is LOL) is outside the game. I think SL is a wonderful place to be for those who can handle it and realize its just a game. Its great for those who when they come in line can help the next designer, builder, skin maker etc help. I am not saying you give all your little secrets out, but don't act like your bigger then others when this is a game that you pay for just like everyone else. Your success is based on how long Linden labs allows you to play this game. If today or tomorrow Linden labs decides to stop  second life your land, your clothing line, your building skills, everything stays in linden labs computers. It's pixels people, as much as some would like to have second life be their own life. It's not, its a game in which we all play and enjoy. Don't be foolish and get confused over the sim you own, the clothing line you may have, the avie you call your husband, wife, etc. Second Life is what it is... So on that note. LOG IN, HAVE FUN &amp;amp; STAY FOCUSED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-112985218677433584?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/112985218677433584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=112985218677433584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112985218677433584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112985218677433584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-damn.html' title='Well DAMN!!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-112661937598259881</id><published>2005-09-13T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T06:49:36.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Model search</title><content type='html'>The past few days I have been in game with my online daughter Boo Absolute and we have been on a major modeling search. I did my first search on this past Sunday, turn out was really bad. I realized why when Sal said "Wow baby, its the 911 annivesary", I completely forgot, although in my mind all week I had thought about those we lost on that day. My timing when I scheduled the event was with non thought. I felt bad in a way because I should of being doing something to honor those lost. So for that I apologize. However Monday Boo suggested I put another event up on the boards but just explain to take a application and return. I received 50 applications and will be spending most of my day when I get home from work looking over those with Boo. I finally got a few males models too which Absolute Bling is in need of at this time.  I have already picked out 3 of my models, waiting for TL &amp; Baby to look over them as well as DeeDee for her jewelry items.   I don't want to pick any one out for Desi, she seems to have a few under 2Hott anyway so she may not be in need of other models when she returns.  I hope to have my new line of LaReina up and ready to be displayed on the 24th when CC&amp;G grand opening. I wish Desi were here she was so hyped about this and wanted to be a part of it.   I also hope to get some of the new items for Threads up.  I have been taking a lot of ME time lately which I should of been doing long before now.  But you know the saying better late then never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-112661937598259881?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/112661937598259881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=112661937598259881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112661937598259881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112661937598259881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/09/model-search.html' title='Model search'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-112614017367364509</id><published>2005-09-07T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:43:55.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard from DESI</title><content type='html'>We finally heard from Desi a few days ago. I cant tell you how relieved I am that she is ok. This has been so hard for all of us. We have been praying for her and her family and to know she is ok was the best news I could of heard. All of us, Zion and Tello I think more then the rest have been so upset we could not even think. When someone is in your life and they are as wonderful as Desi you love them more then you realize when you don't know if they are ok. Desi has become a BIG part of our family and she is someone who I have come to know, trust and love. I have had many an on line family member in my life. But Desi has never failed to have all of our backs. I plan to turn in any and all monies I will make for my online clothes and wire it to her. Our family is also going to have a party for her to raise funds for her. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desi if you can read this know that we all LOVE YOU, and MISS YOU. You just don't know how much this family cares for you and wants to see you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-112614017367364509?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/112614017367364509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=112614017367364509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112614017367364509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112614017367364509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/09/heard-from-desi.html' title='Heard from DESI'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-112541245826476540</id><published>2005-08-30T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:37:33.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in full effect?</title><content type='html'>The past few months have been nothing but hectic. Between work, therapy for my back, me having Lisa back home things have been crazy. I haven't really had a chance to play Second Life, a lot of my family members have ventures back to TSO. I think the drama of sl is getting to them a little bit. Don't get me wrong, SL is a wonderful place. I love it. But I truly think since its so close to real life, real life seems to come to play. Think about it, you work, you built your own businesses, you date, you have adult physical relations, you get married, have families, and even now though the power of prims you can get pregnant and have virtual babies. They cry, want to be feed, diapers change, played with, rocked, as well as get ill if you don't take care of them. YEP!! Amazing isn't it. So because of this a lot of people get swept up in the moments and real life feelings play heavy on them. People want to break up with there RL partners for the hopes of a better life with their virtual one. Wives cheat on their husbands, and husbands cheat on their wives. Best friends betray each other, people get jealous when one has more then the other. I sometimes wonder if "linden Labs" is conducting a little test to see how people act in a virtual environment. Will they still do the same things they would do if in real life. They do! More often then not. I have found myself unwillingly a part of the drama that shadows over SL. But I grab reality real quick with the help of my man and close the door on that noise. With all that being said, it is by far the best virtual game for "playing house". I do plan on trying to get another clothing line out, more for sexy wear. My Threads line is mostly for jeans, pants sets, tops, etc. I want something that is more of a sexy line that stands out from the Threads line. So that is what I am going to attempt to work on soon. I hope to be able to do something in game tomorrow, just my luck it will be close from 6am until noon today maybe they knew I was off today. I want to call Desi too, I heard she was among the many who had to effectuate their homes due to the hurricane they are having. I pray that she is ok, I have a few family members in that area who have already relocated. As I said Ahlisa is now home, and she is still asking to play SL.  So I will be making her an account very soon so she can have fun.  She also wants to do clothes, which I am beaming with pride.  But just like Baby and Boo her school work truly comes before anything in sl so that is gonna be second to the things she has to do in real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-112541245826476540?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/112541245826476540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=112541245826476540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112541245826476540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/112541245826476540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-in-full-effect.html' title='Back in full effect?'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111893539300724164</id><published>2005-06-16T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T13:01:57.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>It's still early here in Cali, I got to the office at 5am. I couldn't really sleep so I decided to come in early and get a heads start. Yesterday I spend most of my damn day in court for WB. I wont go into detail of what happen or why my ass was there. I just want to say I hate court because they can tell you to be there at 8am, but if that other person is not there you are at the mercy of the court. I know its a play with words but it is true. I did listen to some interesting cases some had me laughing. Some were just stupid and you wonder how these people go about a day to day life without getting killed. And some make me think this would be a good read for my blog. Then I realized who really wants to hear that. (I would) LOL , maybe later I will add it. Anyway I got home around 2pm from court and I made Sal and I a bite to eat. We both relaxed for a bit and watched some court TV. Sal of course had no interest and he went outside and sat by the pool with beer in hand. I took a deep sigh and turned on the computer. As much as I didn't feel like it I really needed to work on my Versace's Dress line. I did actually finish one yesterday and was going to give it to a Redhott aka Desiree to take a few pictures. Sal still has not got my office finished/ My studio is not up yet so I can start taking pictures for my clothing line. But he is busy too and I have not had time to even put things out in my normal spots let alone my new ones. I have been working on a unisex line for a month now, I thought I had at least one outfit ready only to find that I had nothing to go on. I only have made a few toon t-shirts, and I finished up some Jeans on Monday. All of my unisex fits have been with the Lot 29 logo on it, so far. I want to work on another line as well not just Lot 29. Finishing my new Versace fit I was on it for an hour and a half because of the damn straps. ARRGGGHHHH!! I worked on a Versace bikini set as well until I was just too damn tired to give a damn anymore. I have really been slacking off a lot lately on my Threads clothing line. I received a reminder via email that have a modeling event next week on the 24th with Palomma from Dove Modeling agency. I have had mixed feeling in regards with this event and I am not sure if I want to do it. I will think about it for the next few days and make my decision if this is what I want. My main thing now is to get our clothing lines, and our small modeling agency CC&amp;G up. Each time I think I am ready to do that something happens that changes my mind. I know my daughters want to do a clothing line but the more they put thought into it, the more they both realize it is not going to be an easy task. Truth is, all of them except for Whispers is in college and work. The short time they do spend in game has been to play and have fun. They do want to try to get a clothing line to try and earn some extra cash while attending college. However I don't see this being something they will be doing long. Apple briefly had Apple Sugars and then came with me with Threads. However she quickly realized to juggle classes, a job, boyfriend, game and making clothes got to be a bit too much for her. So we both agreed that she should take some time out, put out all her Apple Sugar line at her new location and go from there. Baby and Boo really want to try this and I don't want to make them feel like they can't do it. So I am giving as much support as I can to help them get up on their feet. I had thought we all would be having the CC&amp;amp;G location up and running, My Threads location in Zazi is not even half way finish, nor is some of the location I have spots at. I have been so busy with RL issues that I have just not had the time to play in game and do what I need to do. My house that Sal built is not even textured, we don't even have windows. Today I am going to try my best to get things up and running at least to put my new outfits out. I have had several of my buyers to ask when I was putting the unisex outfits as well as my Versace. I am going to try my best to have it all out and on sale by Saturday. I am so happy about some news I received in email this morning from Alliance. It seems the tattoo I made for him and ThugLatino won 1st and 2nd place at an event they were at last night. I am so proud of that you just don't know. I also have had my Versace sexy in black to win at two events too, but I am very proud of my Tattoos winning. That really made my day when I saw that email, it feels good when others like what you do and speak up about it. My god daughter Redhott aka Desiree was hosting the event as well at a new sim in SL. I wanted to go but of course I was working on outfits. I hope today to get something done, I don't know how long I will be able to stay in game and get it done but I will venture a try. Anyway, I promise to post the picture of the Versace Dress that took so damn long for you to take a look at. I am also working on a cheap website for my clothing line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111893539300724164?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111893539300724164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111893539300724164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111893539300724164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111893539300724164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111869411377173339</id><published>2005-06-13T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:22:18.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Family in SL</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got on line to finish my new blue versace dress. Finally done with it I have to say I am very proud of it. I had a few off lines one from Shaft Jackson explaining to me that my spot at South I was expiring. hmm I thought, I was suppose to take that down after the Booda and Apple drama. But every time I would get ready to Ms Apple would pay for the spot. Well, no time like the present. I tped over to SI and walked up the stairs to the mall. The mall is damn near empty, so many people have left it that the upstairs seems almost vacate. When going up I did see someone putting out new things, they seem to have just got the spot. I usually don't look at others around me because I could care less who is where. However my eyes did focus on a name I saw. "Izzy Cole" hmmm, can't be. He was with a young lady by the name of Mekeda, no that is NOT Izzy he would be with Beri. So I did what I never do, yep I read the profile. It read.. "We are new and just come from TSO" I thought to myself, SL gives you your own last name could it be that Izzy was lucky enough to get his as he had it in TSO. Could this be the same Izzy Cole, I had to know. I walked toward them and typed "Excuse me, don't mean to bother you but are you the same Izzy Cole from TSO who resided in Calvins Creek. He laughed and said the "yes, I am the same one". I quickly typed in OMG its me Boo Manzanares, Zacari's sister in law, Sandman wife. OMG!! He replied "This is wonderful" we started laughing and talking at the same time. Then Mekeda typed OMG as well, I didn't remember her name from TSO so I asked her " do I know you Mekeda?" YES, she said, It's Beri. OMG!!! I should of know Izzy would never be with anyone else but Beri. We all were so excited that it was unreal. Let me give you a little back ground on Izzy and Beri Cole. They befriend zac when he first got to TSO I am told, he thought of her as a sister. He trusted her with a lot of things in his own line life. I had the pleasure of meeting them right before my TSO marriage to Sandman aka Sal. She was a true friend to them both, all of us in fact. Zac said she was his strength a lot of times when he was going thru drama with his ex woman Coco. It was really good to see them both. Beri started asking about everyone and I told her where everyone was. As soon as Sal walked in the door I told him they were in SL, he quickly got into game to say hello to them. I gave her a few of my designs, and he gave Izzy some jewelry. She has a store as well where she does pictures that are framed. Very nice pieces, in fact Sal told me that one of the ones I had of Josephine Baker was there. Izzy and Beri I cant believe they are now here in SL It is so good to have family that you can trust and you KNOW are real. They are a great couple and are welcome more then they know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111869411377173339?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111869411377173339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111869411377173339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111869411377173339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111869411377173339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-family-in-sl.html' title='More Family in SL'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111851782001198712</id><published>2005-06-11T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:41:20.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why SL.. WHY??</title><content type='html'>Last night Sal and I were in the game for a few hours, he had found a person who made some really nice vendors for a very low price. Now I admit I am not one who uses vendors nor do I like them. But Sal felt it makes a lot more sense to purchase a vendor that will allow me to put my items in one main location and it goes to all the others. hmmm maybe maybe. I already know Beverly Hills will be an issue with this. The reason for the issue is her lag. The lag's very bad there and she is trying to cut it down. She is doing this by checking everyone's vendors and scripts they bring into the sim. Now that is all well and good and I believe what she is saying is right. However!! She has a lot of water on that sim, and although its very pretty it makes the sim laggy. The problem is still going to be there until she realizes it's all the water on her sim. So to avoid the discussion of the vendor I would just rather not put it out. Now what made me upset with SL is the fact that you are only allow a certain amount of groups to join. Today I join the person group who makes the vendors, and I also joined my daughters group last night. Now I had NO idea I was at my damn group limit. I had to drop two groups that I did not want too, but I had no other choice but to do so. I am not sure why they only allow you a certain amount, or not at least extend it to more. Me, being a designer I need more groups to be able to drop my vendors or designs. Now I may have to make another avatar just to allow more groups to put my things. I am not happy with this at all. I don't know how other designers do it that have spots all over SL. I may have to do some research and ask them. Anyway, my other on line daughter, Apple Sugar and I spoke briefly last night. She has not been in game for a few days herself. She has been really studying and she is awaiting Booda's return to SL. She said she wasn't going to make any new items only keep the ones out that she already had until she sees no more real purchases of them. So we decided that I should be a solo designer with Threads. Now I have to make yet another logo for myself, so I am going to get on that as soon as I can. When I get it done I will let you all see it of course. Well let me go get some lunch, I am at the house alone. Sal had to go in today and edit a few shoots so he will be home later on tonight. I hope we will do what we had planned and spend some time together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111851782001198712?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111851782001198712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111851782001198712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111851782001198712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111851782001198712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-sl-why.html' title='Why SL.. WHY??'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111842630470450634</id><published>2005-06-10T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:00:38.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend I promise to play SL.. PROMISE</title><content type='html'>This whole week has been really hectic, I have been pulling some long hours at WB, Really trying to catch up on things in the office. It is amazing how when you are gone for a brief things are half done, done wrong, or totally ignored. With even saying that I must admit I love my job. I have a good salary, bennies, wonderful bonus's, met very powerful and important people. But I do want to have some fun after al that is done and over with. So.... I am taking this weekend off to enjoy some me and Sal time. I have plans to enjoy the game, no work, no making clothes, no building. I want Sal and I to enjoy the sites of SL for a chance. We both were talking about how we have not done anything together as far as seeing SL in a long time. We are so busy with our businesses that we are not doing anything other them making items, taking pictures, and putting them out. We need to find an out for a few and I do plan on us doing just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111842630470450634?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111842630470450634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111842630470450634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111842630470450634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111842630470450634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-weekend-i-promise-to-play-sl.html' title='This weekend I promise to play SL.. PROMISE'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111832461781754245</id><published>2005-06-09T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T07:51:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This morning I came to work at 5am PST to prepared for an 8:30am EST conference call with our New York office.  I came in with coffee in hand and a bagel with some cream cheese that I had made from home.  I started to call Sal to tell him I was here but changed my mind. Of course he called me upset that I didn't call him to tell him I had made it to work without a problem. "sorry boo, wanted to let you sleep" I told him, "how the hell can I sleep mami if you don't call me to tell me your safe" he replied. "Sorry baby", we spoke briefly and I hung up the phone when my conference line rang. Our calls always end with an I love you, we say it now I thought as a habit. After the conference call was complete I decided to read this blog I go to once a month. The blog belongs to a person who could care less about me and what I am doing. Sal and my family met this person on line over a year ago while playing There.com. We sparked a friendship, and then she became part of my online family. Somehow our "friendship/sisterhood" ended suddenly by her hands before I came to second life. The reason it ended doesn't matter, to be honest I still don't know what happen. I have heard rumors, lies, fantasies whatever the reason she ended it. I had faith that maybe she was misinformed about something she said she was "told". Sal being said felt she was just a liar and made the whole thing up to end our friendship. Why end the friendship we thought, a few months later we would find out. Or lets says we think its the reason. Key thing here to me is never assume shit about anything or anyone on line. No matter the reason we are no longer friends, we no longer have any contact with each other at all. Except of course for my once a month peek at her RL. I do mean RL because this person puts it all out there for you to see and hear. She allows you in her private world, now me LOL I cant do that because there are some things in my RL I feel belongs to me and to whom ever is a part of it. So I don't post it to all of you. But maybe that is her way of venting, maybe that is her way of allowing the pain to ease up a little. Maybe... LOL, ok why am I laughing, I laugh because once she posted about me once in her blog. She didn't use our names while writing but she posted a picture Sal and I in there.com with a nasty little caption. Of course it was clear as day our name displayed over our heads on the picture. LOL with her dead in the middle, during happy times I guess you could say. Even with that I still read her blog to see that she is ok and is happy. I know it doesn't make sense, why care about reading this persons blog once a month if they could give a damn about me. Well the reason I take my time to read her blog once a month is because I still wish this person the happiness in her life. Unlike most I cant just be a heartless bitch and turn my feelings off if I care for a person. Don't get me wrong. I can cut someone off without thought in a second, I use to be that way about everybody. In fact I use to snap at everything, care about no one, or nothing. You cross me I will make you wish you never came in contact with me. In TSO I was known for losing it without thought. In RL I was worse, I would slap you as soon as look at you. I need help LOL, Seriously now I look at the world through the another eyes. I see things different, don't get it twisted I can still blow up I just choose not to. Anyway when I read this persons blog I begin to have water well up in my eyes at what they were saying. It seems they felt unloved, and unwanted in this life felt that they were not "good enough" to be loved. I noticed every person in her life she mention was a male that had broken her heart, made her cry, or not even acknowledge who she was. My heart went out to her and I started to write a comment to tell her she was worthily of love, and it would be ok. Then I realize this person does not care if you care about them, they don't care if you still wanted them not to cry over something they cant change. You see I have some what been in this persons shoes, face it we all have at one point, or will be. Someone has broken your heart, or you may have broken theirs. However I have been BLESSED with those who have loved me and given me so much in my RL and my online. I look at my family and I realize how much they love me and have been there for me. But that is a given, I then realize how blessed I was to have Sal in my life. Sal has always been there for me, he accepted me without question and has loved me without any boundaries. Sal has been the one who dried my tears when my grandmother died, he was the one who helped me up each morning when my back would not allow me to do it on my own. Sal was the one who stood up to those who wanted to make me feel like I was not worth shit. Sal was the one who left his life in New York to be with me in Cali. Sal was the one who has put his arms around my waist each night and says I love you right before I close my eyes. Sal is the one who made me trust love again when my heart was broken and walked on. Sal was the one who demanded I get respect at the movie theatre when some dumb ass was sitting in back of me kicking my seat. Sal has been the one who stood in the door way of my once home and told my ex husband he was taking me away from him to give me a better life. Sal, my love, my life, my one, my only, my joy, my smile, my salvation. Sal is the one who loves me, needs me, wants me. I read her blog again and realize how blessed I am to have my man, my knight in shining armor, my papi, my lover, my friend, my partner in virtual crime and beyond. I want to thank you for making me a better woman, a better friend, a better person. It's because of him I now have a heart to read someone's blog who doesn't give a damn about me and have my heart go out to her. It's because of him that I know the joy of being loved, the feeling of having butterflies in your stomach when your near someone you love. The feeling of having someone kiss your tears away and hold you so close you can heart their heart beat in rhythm with yours. It's because of Sal I know what it's like to eat ice cream in the rain walking hand in hand. It's because of Sal I know how a man can give up EVERYTHING and give you his ALL!! It's because of Sal that I have had he joy of having someone wash my hair and dry it. Its because of Sal that I can laugh at things that once made me pissed. It's because of Sal that I have a secret code no one else's knows. It's because of him that right now my eyes fill with tears, tears of happiness, joy, love and overwhelming sense of being complete. It's because of him I am not writing in my blog about how I feel so unwanted and unloved. It's because of Sal, my husband that I AM LOVED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111832461781754245?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111832461781754245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111832461781754245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111832461781754245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111832461781754245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/loved.html' title='LOVED!!!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111810899297787499</id><published>2005-06-06T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T18:54:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RL KICK</title><content type='html'>This weekend was nice, Sal and I relax a bit and watched some TV and played a little sl. My twin girls from TSO came to SL this week. YAY!! I think my family is complete now. I was so happy that they finally decided to bring themselves to second life. I even talked them into maybe doing a blog LOL yeah yeah I know. I even got a note from Jade aka my once play sister, turned daughter in SL. I don't know, I hear she doesn't calm us so I don't know what to say on these lines. I know Jade is a good person with a good heart, I just don't know what she wants in some things. So that will be something I will have to talk to her about. Anyway, Beverly Hills is having a fashion show tomorrow and request that we give them a fit each along with a prize hmmm prize. I have been trying to get either Booda or Sal to make me a simple Jewelry set to give out for a gift. HAVE THEY DONE IT!! No they have not. But I admit I am behind in every damn thing, my Threads for males, my clothes I have made already and have not put into game. THIS IS CRAZY!!! I promised myself I would go in game tonight and do my stores and put my clothes out. My schedule just has not permitted it and I know I need to get on it. I promise myself I will do a few pieces today, PROMISE myself. I need to get Amy at Beverly Hills my one outfit there is a lot I have to do but I just been on some RL kick .. Go figure. Matter of fact I need to cook for my man so I shall return in a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111810899297787499?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111810899297787499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111810899297787499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111810899297787499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111810899297787499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/rl-kick.html' title='RL KICK'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111773089862733697</id><published>2005-06-02T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:18:03.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Edge Radio??</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after work I went straight home from work,  I parked on the street so Sal could pull his car in and I put mine behind his.  The Harley was in the way so I could not put my car in so it was up to Sal to put them both up.   I checked the mail as I always do, and put my key in the door and unlocked it. Turned off our alarm and walked in and placed the mail on the table that sits near the folly.  I didn't bother to open it, or even look at it. I didn't really want to read bad news and didn't think on the lines that there may be any good news either. I walked in the kitchen and got a glass and went to the fridge got some ice and a Pepsi. Opened my Pep and poured it to the very top of the glass,  then threw away the can. I walked in our living room sat on the sofa and took off my heels and turned on the cable box and TV.  I don't channel surf I went right to channel 41 court TV (yeah I watch court TV, Simpsons, King of the hill and what ever new movies that are out on video on demand). Of course the Michael Jackson trial was being discussed which I am clearly sick and tired of hearing about. There was also a trial in process which involved 2 airline pilots who were arrested while being some what intoxicated . Whoa what airline was that again please tell me.   This was while they were attempting to fly a plane. (they were stopped before they took off).  Story has it per the DA the two had been drinking the night before until the morning of the day of flight and were pretty well hung over. Interesting enough, but not keeping my attention.  I then decided what the hell I will go and look over the mail, I looked through the mail. hmmm, Southern Cali Edison, Department of water and power, Cell bill, Damn!! hmmm then I came across a notice "renew your edge radio domain name, while there is still time" Hmmmm, I was thinking to myself  Z had mention to me before that we needed to bring Edge Radio back.  But I wondered if that was a good idea to bring back ER. The truth is, as much as I loved Edge, it really had a lot of bad memories that I have put way back of my mind. Edge was to be a "family company" owned and controled by my online and rl family.  This love for being a dj started well over a year ago,  I had wanted to be a dj and was hired at that time by two stations,  Plurnation &amp; Radio There (both who are no longer on air I believe). I wanted to go with Radio There, even purchase one of the tshirt. However they did not allow certain music to be played so I decided to go with Plurnation. Plurnation..... That was a nightmare from the damn start, my first damn night working I was left without anyone to help me and no one to take the stream from  me after my 2 hour shift. I never did radio before and was so damn nervous I could not sleep at all the whole night. Everyone told me I sounded cool as can be and like I had been doing it forever. HA! Sal told them how I was shaking my ass off like a mini poodle. Saying IT was a true nightmare is an understatement. I kept with it  because I am like that.  I stay in a situation until there is no life left in it (case in point my damn first marraige lol)  Anyway, while being at Plurnation I was joined by my baby  Sal aka dj Sandman, and another person who was at that time a "on line family member".  So there we were the 3 of us with the only highest listeners and we were still without many. Sal and I had a some what successful talk show and we had fun doing it. A month later while working for Plur My then family thought "why not have our own radio station". After really thinking it over we decided to do it, of course Sal and I were the financial backing which was fine. We had many family members to be djs so it to us would work.  We had Casper to look for dj's in there.com which was the game we were playing at the time.   So we got the djs, we got the stream, we got the website, and Edge Radio was born. YAY!! From the first damn day there was misunderstandings, jealously, lies, decent, etc. Believe it or not it started with our damn launch party and it continued to be DRAMA until we decide to let it go. I will not go into detail of who and what, no real need too because its over and done with. DONE DEAL!!  The thought of bringing it back would be fun, but would it just be the same old bs with new djs.  I don't know, return of Edge Urban Radio, could we, WOULD WE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE RETURN OF EDGE RADIO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while we are at it what the hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE RETURN OF CUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111773089862733697?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111773089862733697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111773089862733697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111773089862733697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111773089862733697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/return-of-edge-radio.html' title='The Return of Edge Radio??'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111763234202673703</id><published>2005-06-01T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:15:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Land</title><content type='html'>It's almost 6:30pst I just got my Pepsi and have sat down to relax in my office. I am trying to adjust to being back to work after my long and wonderful weekend (I will tell you more later about that). I did get a chance to go into SL last night briefly. I have made 4 new tops but no pants or skirts to go with them. I really have been side tracked for the past few weeks making a top here or there but nothing I am really putting my all and all into. I still love making clothes, it's just so much is going on that I have not taking some real time out to make some full outfits. So maybe I will take some time tonight to do some pants, or even look over my tops to see if they can be improved. I did find that our neighbors have moved out during our weekend gone. If I had to venture a guess I would say because of the refinery I had told you about that was built around our beautiful community. We are lucky that we are at the end of the sim and no one is in back of us, but the refinery is an eye sore and he just keeps making it bigger and bigger. The land was up for sale so Sal and I discussed it and felt that we should purchase it ourselves. Sal felt if we didn't he would purchase it too and we would be surrounded by the refinery. I know SL is a place where you can do what you want and I have no problems with that at all. It's just that when you pay good money monthly to live somewhere were it is beautiful and that is no longer the case it does take you aback. So now we have a new piece of land with nothing on it LOL. Our house is very small, I am not into having a huge home in game. I just wanted something to enjoy and to call my own. We are not even finish with our home yet.. arrrggghhh, I know it's not because Sal is not trying we just have been so damn busy with other things. His making jewelry now is taking up a lot of his time he just needs to market it better to start selling it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111763234202673703?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111763234202673703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111763234202673703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111763234202673703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111763234202673703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-land.html' title='New Land'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111712600723100158</id><published>2005-05-26T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:31:01.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just taking a break</title><content type='html'>I am in my office, and its so quiet in here. I swear I am almost fell asleep looking out the window. My asst. is out and about making runs for me, and some for herself. I don't have a conference call until around 11am pst. All my morning bookings are done so I have a little free time now I am bored. Last night I went home and relaxed for a few moments. I wanted to get past the hectic day I had left behind and just relax. I did briefly sat at the computer to work on 2 outfits for my Threads line.  I was about to go into game and see how they looked on when my phone rang. It was Sal, he was at his office and of course once I heard his voice I got side tracked. He wanted to talk about our up coming weekend. We have been planning to take this weekend and just relax at home (which we have not really been doing) We wanted to play a little SL and Matrix.online. That was the plan until Sal announced we were going out of town for this holiday weekend. Now, when I heard that I got excited. We have not been on a real vacation in a while and we needed it. The last time we left town it was due to a family members passing.  Sal won't tell me where we are going, all I know is that when I leave from here tomorrow I am to have my suitcase packed and be ready for the ride. WOW!! I love surprises, I thought at first we were going to Vegas until he informed me that we needed a "romantic weekend away" Now ladies believe it or not Sal can be very romantic, when he wants to be. (KEY WORDS HERE BEING WANTS TO BE LOL)  I do adore my man he is without a doubt Mr wonderful. I really don' care where we go I just enjoy spending some quiet time with my honduran panther.  He has been working so many hours and taking care of me, he deserves this more then I do. He also has been going to the gym and boxing again so he is doing something he loves.  I must admit I hate that he does this and I have my reasons.  But he has been such a wonderful hubby that he deserves to have what he wants. hmmmm and on that thought maybe I should do something nice for HIM for a change.  Anyway,I want to put my new designs out tonight at CC&amp;G, and Threads main store so that it can be out for the weekend.  Either way I will be in game and putting something out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111712600723100158?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111712600723100158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111712600723100158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111712600723100158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111712600723100158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-taking-break.html' title='Just taking a break'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111706977933204339</id><published>2005-05-25T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:09:39.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is also a fit I made I love this picture, you can find it at CC&amp;G or main location of Threads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/sexycass1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/sexycass1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111706977933204339?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111706977933204339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111706977933204339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706977933204339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706977933204339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-also-fit-i-made-i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111706947512839282</id><published>2005-05-25T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:04:35.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of DeeDee lil Kim Royalty Watches its called "Emerald Girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/emeraldgreenwatch%202sellcopy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/emeraldgreenwatch%202sellcopy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111706947512839282?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111706947512839282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111706947512839282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706947512839282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706947512839282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-of-deedee-lil-kim-royalty-watches.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111706929244859133</id><published>2005-05-25T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:01:32.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY NOW! Red, Me &amp; DeeDee we took this a month ago @ Lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/redboodee2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/redboodee2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111706929244859133?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111706929244859133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111706929244859133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706929244859133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706929244859133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-now-red-me-deedee-we-took-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111706914173405860</id><published>2005-05-25T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:59:01.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is one of my newest fits I am going to have it for sale on Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/threadslimesummer%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/threadslimesummer%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111706914173405860?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111706914173405860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111706914173405860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706914173405860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111706914173405860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-one-of-my-newest-fits-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111703744824492822</id><published>2005-05-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:16:04.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I get STRESSED</title><content type='html'>OK YES!!! I am venting on the blog, I am doing this before I scream and walk the hell out of here. I have not been back to work for what 3 days, and the same old crap is in motion. OK say it with me..whooo paaaa calm calm. Most, if not all of you know I work for WB Studios. I work in the legal department off set from the studio it self. Needless to say I work with a lot vip personnel, I handle legal doc's, direct info, payroll, booking spots, etc. I's a lot of paper work, phone calls, conference calls, and calming of our clients. Your dealing with peoples money, It is a very stressful job. You are dealing with people who are about money, getting it and making it. So, with that in mind everyone who calls my office feels they should take priority over every one else. Ok, maybe not ALL are like this but I would say 95 out of 100 are. Some of our clients are understanding and realize that this is a business, and to maintain it you can't be my/our ONLY focus. Others who have "NAMES" in the industry feel they should be put before all, these are the ones you tend to treat with kid gloves, smile while biting your tongue and think happy happy thoughts. These are our "Diva's" male and or female, that when calling your asst. They DEMAND you take the call right now. "I don't care who she is on the phone with You tell her I AM on the phone. Yeah, ok. Now you rather already know who you can say "Tell them I am on the line, I will get back", to "let me call this person back and I will be right with them". (I know where is the point, I am venting right now so I am taking a moment to relieve the stress" Now, I had a scheduled conference call that was to be done at 8:30 am pst time, the person I had the call with is a male diva, he will not be put on hold, and since he found out I just returned he won't talk to anyone in the office but me. (wow thanks, THANK YOU) Now keep in mind he was out of the country so it was later for him and he was ready for his call. Now my boss KNOWS how this person is, matter of fact my boss knows them so well where HE (the boss) wont even talk to him when he calls. My boss and this person are such "good friends" they go for drinks, dinner, "hey wanna spend a day on the yacht?", my boss "why yessssssss, yes I would". YET!! When this person calls to the office "the boss" won't talk to him. And "the boss" tells me that this person is always telling him, with his southern drawl "Cassie ain't one of those Bryman School grads, she knows her way around the out house" WTF!!! My way around the out house???. Now that is his way of saying, I don't take any BS and I know my SHIT!! Compliment, but hmmm not. God and how I so hate the nickname .. CASSIE!! Reminds me of a pink poodle who shakes when they are being held by their master. YUCK!! (god please don't let my boss or this person read this blog, LOL they won't, trust me I am not important enough outside of WB to be thought about twice by one of them, and the other is my boss. Although the VIP had sent me a get well card one month, 2 dozen red roses another month, and a basket of cookie's and fruit the third month while I was out ill. He put down that things are just not the same when he calls. WOW, I just thought about that too. NOW I FEEL BAD venting. Actually, I feel better, so no need to vent this one out!! Thank you for that readers LOL. All it took was a calm type and I am here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111703744824492822?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111703744824492822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111703744824492822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111703744824492822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111703744824492822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-why-i-get-stressed.html' title='This is why I get STRESSED'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111691866321614173</id><published>2005-05-24T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:11:03.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first Male t shirt for Threads Male &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/threads5footballtaz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/threads5footballtaz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111691866321614173?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111691866321614173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111691866321614173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691866321614173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691866321614173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-first-male-t-shirt-for-threads-male.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111691849468197934</id><published>2005-05-24T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:08:14.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of my favorite Designs. on Sale at CC&amp;G and Threads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/threadswhiteblackbikni.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/threadswhiteblackbikni.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111691849468197934?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111691849468197934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111691849468197934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691849468197934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691849468197934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-of-my-favorite-designs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111691831165855910</id><published>2005-05-24T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:06:33.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I promised.. The new Threads Logo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/00feather.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/00feather.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111691831165855910?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111691831165855910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111691831165855910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691831165855910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111691831165855910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-i-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111685989763340031</id><published>2005-05-23T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:51:37.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I promise you today I will add some pictures!!! I know what your saying about me right now. Your saying, Yeah right Cas, you say that every day and nothing is on the site. OK I have been flaking!!! I am sorry.. for real for real! But tonight I will post some things I promise. I actually went to my office to pick up some items so I am going to be here for another hour and catch up. I am lucky right now because no one in the company knows I am here it's still a wee bit early. So your saying "why is she on the blog posting if she is at work, suppose to be working". Give me a min to think of an excuse and I will give it too you.  OK tonight is the night, I will post pictures tonight of .. something, anything!!! OK, busted someone just walked in and now I am going to have to be .. omg HUGGED!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111685989763340031?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111685989763340031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111685989763340031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111685989763340031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111685989763340031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/mondays.html' title='MONDAYS!!!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111653030643191875</id><published>2005-05-19T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:43:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises Promises</title><content type='html'>Yes I know I have promised pictures and all sort of good things. But I have been so busy with catching up on my work load.  Each day I am feeling better and sitting up more and more so I have been doing more work. PLUS!! I have also been making a few fits for Threads. 3 bikini sets, and 2 pants sets, oh and some male t shirts for my new line TTM  The Threads Male, so I am excited about that too.  I am also working on a website to display my clothing as well. So I have been doing a lot, I will probably take tomorrow off to relax and do some things in game.  Sal and I haven't even been working on our new home. Plus we may be playing thematrixonline soon. Ok www.matrixonline.com  that should be fun. But I promise I will put some pictures up soon some how some way.  But SL will be our main focus!!! think happy thoughts!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111653030643191875?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111653030643191875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111653030643191875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111653030643191875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111653030643191875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/promises-promises.html' title='Promises Promises'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111521755940614316</id><published>2005-05-04T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:21:16.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying SL more and more</title><content type='html'>OK, what has been up with us. Whispers sold her land and gave us some of the lindens to purchase some land of our own. Sal and I found this really nice piece of land that was on an island all to its self. I thought to myself, this would be great I should go ahead and have him get this one.  Sal came on line and I gave him he landmark to where the piece was.  But, I kept getting second thoughts and felt like hmmm maybe not.  So I looked back on the properties being sold and found others, Going to each of them I found one that was really nice.  It was a brand new sim and there was a perfect piece right at the end of the sim. We purchase two nice pieces and Sal started building as soon as we got there.  Our place is very nice its with water surrounds the pieces and in between. Beautiful! Our neighbors have a very nice house as well which is right next to us and they are very quiet which I love. The one thing that did make me go arrrgghhhhh when I landed last night is that some one put a oil refinery next to us and our neighbors.  I had also purchase the other piece of land they had available but change my mind. Came home to find a nice little refinery next to us. (I will supply pictures of that BS as well). Anyway, I wont let that take away from how much I love this spot.  Sal stopped building long enough so that we spend some time together on the hammock he made and we just relaxed and talked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now last night, Ms Red had an event at a new Hawaiian island that is number 3 on the list.  I must say it was nice, we were dancing and really enjoying the time together. Sal came on at 10pm pst and gave them a taste of his mixes and they really enjoyed it.  They said it was the best they have heard in SL, (yes I was proud of my honduran panther)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111521755940614316?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111521755940614316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111521755940614316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111521755940614316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111521755940614316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/05/enjoying-sl-more-and-more.html' title='Enjoying SL more and more'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111489713656785781</id><published>2005-04-30T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:21:52.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting in gear</title><content type='html'>I have not posted because I have been super busy with making new clothes for Threads. I am doing very well and am glad others are enjoying my clothes.  Sal thought why not get a website for Apple and I to put our clothes up for those who want to see them. Thought that was a great idea he is in charge not I. LOL.  Sal has been busy working on our new house, Can't wait until he is done and has it up and built.  DeeDee's lil Kim's watches are selling she has it only in on place at the moment but tonight, She, Apple and myself will get Zazi up and ready with the Threads items and then Put Dee a place to put her vendor for her watches. She did a good job I will show you if I can get on here tonight and post.  The past few days I have not been feeling very well so I have tried to relax and I only came on game to check how my new Threads look.  OK Phone BRB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111489713656785781?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111489713656785781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111489713656785781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111489713656785781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111489713656785781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/getting-in-gear.html' title='Getting in gear'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111421580828356929</id><published>2005-04-22T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:23:28.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The NEW ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/4blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/4blog.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111421580828356929?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111421580828356929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111421580828356929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111421580828356929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111421580828356929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111421569959627333</id><published>2005-04-22T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:24:27.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this getting boring</title><content type='html'>Ok I got into SL a few 2 days ago SL was having serious log in issues, I finally after hmmm 20 try's. Red and I spend the remaining time together before Sal got home. (Sal has started back going to the studio to work, he started back going to the studio a few days ago. I really miss him but I understand that he has to work outside home sometimes too and he needs to do this)  Well anyway we hung out at her new place in plush, she has changed her name and her logo and it looks GREAT. I have to get some pictures for you to show it off.  We hung out until Sal came on line and then the three of us hung out for a few.  Later that evening Sal and I went to look for some land in the snow so we can have a cabin. Nothing that I really liked so we went off somewhere else until of course my meds kicked in and I went to sleep. Yesterday not too much happen, oh yes I almost forgot I changed my look. YES I did, I really wanted something that says this is me and I found it. I think this look is more me and looks more like the RL me. So I am happy with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Sal came into game before I had to work and the two of us just hung out and spend time together. Sal will be going to New York soon on an assignment for almost a month.  This is going to be hard for me but I know if he can play the game we can spend that time together.  We have only been separated once a few years back and this is not going to be fun for either of us.  Sal and I visited a trailer Park LOL too funny I took a few pictures which I will put up if not tonight tomorrow.  Anyway, today I went to a fashion show that was hmmm ok.  I wanted to show my support now that I am a designer myself, there were some nice pieces that he had to show off one or two I may even get myself. Lets see what else happen today. Oh yeah the babies came YAY. lil Feather and lil Sal, OMG the designer "Montez" does such a wonderful jobs on these babies.  I will put a picture in the blog of the babies sometimes tonight.. Promise.  My baby girl has some afro puffs she is so cute, I am going to have to get my hair the same way and wear my pink baby phat fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111421569959627333?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111421569959627333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111421569959627333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111421569959627333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111421569959627333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-this-getting-boring.html' title='Is this getting boring'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111410136928217478</id><published>2005-04-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:24:59.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you wanted to play the damn game</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was at the therapist for a few hours.  Came home to an empty house, Sal had finally went into the studio. (since I have been ill he has made an editing studio and home and has been bringing his work home). I ate a burger and decided to go into game and see what was going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111410136928217478?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111410136928217478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111410136928217478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111410136928217478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111410136928217478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-you-wanted-to-play-damn-game.html' title='Sometimes you wanted to play the damn game'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111409854892713637</id><published>2005-04-21T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:27:37.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Life from HELL</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was in therapy all damn day and came home. Sal finally decided to go back to work so when I got there he was gone. So thoughts went to go to Second Life, So I input my info and was ready to play. **message reads** we are sorry all attempts to log you in game has failed, yeppy yeppy yahoo. OKKKKKKKK, go to my control panel and change the clock. Try again, once again a problem. The clock issue, ok now I am getting a tab bit pissed.  The clock issues were well over an hour. Then it asked me to download again, okkkkkkkkkkkkkk so here I am downloading again. "WTF!!! Download again??!! Ok, so here I am downloading again!! Ok I did it again and to my surprise, it ask me to download again. After reading that 4 more times I was DONE!! I went to yahoo and put on my tag. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH SECOND LIFE".  I hit up Desi to ask her if she was having problems, because Zion said he could not get in game either.  Desi aka Redhott tried to get in game as well as to her major shock she was getting the same problem.  So we bitched for a few mins until Desi said someone hit her up and told her they were in. So we got into game YAY!! Desi hit me up with "welcome to second life" she tpd me to her new place in Plush which was really nice (I will get some pictures up if she does).  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday some chick was about to go into Red's store, Red got into my ims being BAD saying "she looks like a hot mess" OMG she was too, her makeup made her look like a cheap TSO avatar or, a imperial and crenshaw hoocha (if you live in Cali and in LA this would make sense to you LOL). She had on a dark red lip stick, you know the kind that your friend gets from the 99 cent store, some blue eye shadow that someone wears when they think they look good. Some off color blush She was tall and leggy, and had on his tube top with fire bolts on it, and some off color red skirt.  Desi and I were saying how much she TRULY needed help.  Her avie reminded me of the very old avies about 2 or 3 years ago in second life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111409854892713637?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111409854892713637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111409854892713637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111409854892713637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111409854892713637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/second-life-from-hell.html' title='Second Life from HELL'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111392869470689395</id><published>2005-04-19T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T07:28:51.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threads of Beverly Hills</title><content type='html'>So much has changed since my last entry. Apple and I are now business partners, we had a long discussion. We finally decided that she would let Apple Sugars go and we would go under Threads by Cass &amp; Apple.  To us it seem the best thing to do, she has a wonderful location on Zazi that use to be Red's home until Red purchase another one and Bam sold it to Booda.  The Zazi location is right across from naughty which gets a lot of clients and Apple was getting them coming to her store as well.  I will be putting all my things in Zazi hopefully tonight.  Apple has not made any new outfits but promises she will start tonight if not tomorrow.  Her things however are still selling so that is all that matters.  Let's see, someone came in my store and purchase a versace dress and was telling me of her friend "Palomma Casanova" she owns one of the most popular modeling agencies in Second Life. She made a suggestion I contact her and see if she could do a Fashion show for me.  I did so and was surprised on how good she and I hit it off when we spoke.  I found her to be easy to talk to and very willing to help new designers like myself. She said her first open date was in August for her to do my show herself (she is a busy lady I tell you) but she juggled some things around and put me in for June 22 @ 2pm. I was more then excited that she was able to work it out for me.  She is really a great person and I already found her likeable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I spoke to "Amy Striling" who owns Beverly Hills and she and I hit it off as well. We talked for over and hour and she was nice enough to allow me to put my rather our store on her land as well. So now I have a Threads of Beverly Hills YAY!! Apple and I worked on a new logo last night, as well as a cover for a box that we wanted.  We are working on a website as well that will display our "threads" and keep you up to date with what we have planned as far as clothes go.  My bestest friend (besides Sal LOL) DeeDee has just finish her Lil Kim Royalty collection of watches and they are HOT!!!.  I am working on displaying this for her as well and hope to be finish by Thursday of this week so she can get those up and selling.  Apple has a land that told her to purchase and she is now going to give that land to DeeDee to enable her to put her collections up.  WHOA!!! Lets see what else in the fashion world LOL.  Oh I think Fire (my RL sister) is  going to disband CC&amp;G and only make it a plaza.  She will allow her clothes there, and have Desi aka Red put her Too Hott Clothing there as well.  Red has some nice booty short sets that I guess will now be under Too Hott if repeat IF she decides to give up CC&amp;G.  Sal just made some wedding bands, and a xoxo necklace, bracelet and anklet set that is very nice. I was wearing it last night and can't wait to he allows  those to be sold. I will get you pictures of the new stores as well as the logo,as well as Sal's and DeeDee's things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111392869470689395?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111392869470689395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111392869470689395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111392869470689395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111392869470689395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/threads-of-beverly-hills.html' title='Threads of Beverly Hills'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361227798657320</id><published>2005-04-15T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:44:37.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blast for the past, Sal and Lioness at the rush hour pj party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/rush%20hour%20pj%20party%20awww.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/rush%20hour%20pj%20party%20awww.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361227798657320?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361227798657320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361227798657320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361227798657320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361227798657320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/blast-for-past-sal-and-lioness-at-rush.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361212580710582</id><published>2005-04-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:42:05.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DeeDee My bestest friend in the whole wide world next to Sal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/deedeed.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/deedeed.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361212580710582?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361212580710582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361212580710582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361212580710582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361212580710582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/deedee-my-bestest-friend-in-whole-wide.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361196445008766</id><published>2005-04-15T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:39:24.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister Fire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/secondlife-postcard.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/secondlife-postcard.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361196445008766?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361196445008766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361196445008766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361196445008766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361196445008766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-sister-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361183897877615</id><published>2005-04-15T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:37:18.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my godson Zion and his wife Lyric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/lyrucz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/lyrucz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361162727752565</id><published>2005-04-15T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:33:47.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our avies in Thesims2 www.thesims2.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/salandfea.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/salandfea.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361162727752565?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361162727752565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361162727752565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361162727752565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361162727752565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-avies-in-thesims2-www.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361147644535260</id><published>2005-04-15T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:31:16.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Us enjoying a ride in our new hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/featherballon.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/featherballon.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361147644535260?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361147644535260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361147644535260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361147644535260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361147644535260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/us-enjoying-ride-in-our-new-hot-air.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361142662652546</id><published>2005-04-15T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:30:26.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and My big Daddy him taking me for a piggy back ride, Second life mimics RL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/feather%26sal.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/feather%26sal.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361142662652546?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361142662652546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361142662652546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361142662652546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361142662652546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-my-big-daddy-him-taking-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361121997520078</id><published>2005-04-15T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:26:59.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Daughter Apple Sugar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/applesugarsss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/applesugarsss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361121997520078?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361121997520078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361121997520078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361121997520078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361121997520078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-daughter-apple-sugar.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361116260587722</id><published>2005-04-15T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:26:02.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sal trying to steal the horse lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/feathersalonhorse.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/feathersalonhorse.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361116260587722?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361116260587722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361116260587722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361116260587722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361116260587722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/sal-trying-to-steal-horse-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361108948061267</id><published>2005-04-15T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:24:49.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More time together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/feathersalr.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/feathersalr.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361108948061267?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361108948061267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361108948061267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361108948061267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361108948061267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-time-together.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361101152325056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361101152325056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361101152325056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-my-baby-just-hanging-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111361096359478390</id><published>2005-04-15T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:22:43.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and Sal checking things before take off in our new Plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/feathe%26%26sal.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/feathe%26%26sal.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111361096359478390?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111361096359478390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111361096359478390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361096359478390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111361096359478390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-sal-checking-things-before-take.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111358492113874108</id><published>2005-04-15T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:08:41.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a wonderful time</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been so much fun. I have been able to sit up more and more and it's allowing me to have more fun in game. DeeDee, Sal, Red and myself have been all over the place.  Sal purchase a hot air balloon, and a airplane.  We took Red in the hot air balloon but the island we were on which is pirate cove is private so we were only able to go around the island which still was fun. Sal and I took the plane out and about and had so much fun, he can't fly worth a shit but it is something we are both enjoying.  Apple and I found a place in Plush to put up our stores which was great it has a high traffic so hopefully we will be getting more business there. LOL the guy was flirting with Apple saying how cute and sexy she was until she told him her boyfriend thought so as well. I think what killed it more so was the fact her boyfriend is Booda Fox, LOL owner of Diamonds and thingz who has just change the name to Fox Diamonds at his mom in law request (ME). Seems the guy is a jeweler too and does not want competition on his land, which is his choice as well.  It was funny to watch his whole tude change once she told him she was Booda's girl. Always, DeeDee and I spend a LOT of money on hair, animations, shoes, and other toys me and Sal needed LOL. DeeDee has Alliance Raven in her face right now which has been funny he is such a flirt with everyone but he seems to know DeeDee is not falling for the it.  Smooth ass DeeDee LOL, DeeDee right now is working on her accessories and should have that up and running by next week. I had hope we would be able to do a grand opening this weekend with our stores.  If not there is always Sunday or Monday to do this just need Toon Gear and Boodas store to be up. Sal is actually thinking of doing something as well. So we are waiting on him to make a move too.  I would like Sal's store, Apple Sugars store, and Redhotts stores all in CC&amp;G complex but I need to see how we can work that all out. Right now CC&amp;G needs to get off the ground as well as my place.  I did take a few pictures and I am working on my website for the clothes and the family site which I hope to finish up tomorrow. I woke up at 3am and came on line for about an hour then laid back down because my back was starting to hurt again. I have therapy today for a few hours then once I lay down and get back up hopefully Sal and I can play. HMM his avie OMG he finally let me get him a skin and he looks so damn GOOD!! The avie body reminds me more of his own and the fact that his hair is down his back in game like it is in real just gets me excited. ROFL yeah I said it!! Anywho I am going to go lay down for a bit then go to therapy and afterwards come back and hopefully do a little on my website and post some pictures up for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111358492113874108?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111358492113874108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111358492113874108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111358492113874108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111358492113874108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/having-wonderful-time.html' title='Having a wonderful time'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111342733184858815</id><published>2005-04-13T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T14:22:11.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new Clothes Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/320/featherslogo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/featherslogo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111342733184858815?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111342733184858815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111342733184858815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342733184858815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342733184858815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-new-clothes-store.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111342676108727033</id><published>2005-04-13T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T14:12:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DeeDee &amp; Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/50/featherdee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/featherdee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111342676108727033?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111342676108727033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111342676108727033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342676108727033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342676108727033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/deedee-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111342636773529250</id><published>2005-04-13T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T14:06:07.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trouble DeeDee Gets ME in</title><content type='html'>My best friend for damn LIFE, DeeDee is playing Second life and OMG she is just like she is in game as she is in real.  Let me describe Ms DeeDee, she is 5'9, beautiful coco complexion, leggy, long black hair, and an amazing personality.  And in game she mimics herself in real.  Last night we spend 15k in clothes, shoes, hair, etc. DeeDee decided she was going to buy some money from sl and then treat me and her to a shopping sphere (like in real except we didn't get a chance to go eat and have drinks LOL)  Any way before I knew it I was in a pair of booty shoes, boots up my ass, a sexy ass top and I was OUT THERE. All I could think about if Sal saw me like this damn.  In real I would wear this, around the house, Sal is very jealous (yes I said it) Trust me Sal has NOTHING to worry about, his sexy ass got me and he knows it. And speaking of sexy, damn even his avie is HOT!! He looks more like his RL self with his long pony tail (Sal's pony tail now is actually to his ass but his avies is mid back), he got that goatee and mustache going in game ummmhmmm, he got the body going to.  A lot more like his real self then when he was in game last time.  (which I have NO problems with at all) But back to me and DeeDee we were all over the place I don't think I have had that much fun spending virtual money in a long time.  I love to spend money on sl because you feel like you really got something for your cash unlike there.com when one damn shirt cost 6k or a pair of pairs 8k. I know I keep promising pictures I will add one of me and Dee Dee to this log,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111342636773529250?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111342636773529250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111342636773529250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342636773529250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111342636773529250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/trouble-deedee-gets-me-in.html' title='The Trouble DeeDee Gets ME in'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111325689700505776</id><published>2005-04-11T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T11:03:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is all the Family!!</title><content type='html'>Yes I decided to change the template on my blog, my other one was black and it was the way I was feeling so I changed it. So today I thought why now give it a little color to brighten up my own day. **smiles** Anyway last night I went to bed early I really didn't feel too good.  Sal stayed up a bit watching some damn movie on TV and then he finally came upstairs and got into bed. When Sal and I play SL he is usually downstairs in the entertainment room with the computer that plays the radio station, while I am upstairs by the bed on that computer. So when we play we are not side by side to see who is doing what next. Much more FUN that way I think. So much is going on with the "online" family that I just don't try and keep up any longer. Tee has not been heard from in days and I am really worried about her and hope she is ok. EJ and his wife Yen is in WOW (world of witchcraft)so I am glad he is enjoying his game time more. Jade I have not seen yet since I started back. Baby King now has a new mom which is good I am happy that he is happy.  Kenzie is into her Goth thing so she is doing her thing.  Zion and Lyric are happy in there marriage. BamBam and Zoe have been playing SWG more then anything along with ElRey and Lioness who will renew their vows in game within the next few weeks so I will be attending that in SWG.  Let's see the 3 P's (Pooh, Princessa and Peekaboo) are the Razor Triplets and they are kicking ASS in COH. OK Benicio and Sophia are doing good they are actually back in boring ass TSO with Baby and Zacari.  I heard someone heard from Punkee and she is back in TSO as well so I hope she is doing good. Wildheart is playing SL more but I have yet to see her.  Joey no one knows where the hell he is which worries the shit out of me.  Dino and Acquino as well as Pebbles are playing COH too they are on a different server then the Razor Triplets but from time to time they see each other.  WOW who the hell else I can't think right now if I get some more updates I will contact you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111325689700505776?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111325689700505776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111325689700505776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111325689700505776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111325689700505776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-is-all-family.html' title='Where is all the Family!!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111320154855889739</id><published>2005-04-10T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T23:39:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun</title><content type='html'>This morning this morning, I can't tell you how much I enjoyed this morning. Not only is Bam back to being my son (he was my son in tso) but I have a new view on my sl life and things are simply marvlvous.  To tell you that me and Desi aka Redhott went shopping and could not stop is putting it rather mildly.  OMG we were all over Sl between Celestial, Oxygen, Ej's place, south I we were doing major shopping. I have not enjoyed the game so much since the first time I actually came to the game for the first time.  I was trying to "surprise" Red by going to her house and seeing the new twins only to be shot in mid landing from her damn house alarm. She kept apologizing to me for the mishap and I was saying hmmmm maybe those babies are worth some ramson or something. Just Kidding, anway I saw them and fell in love.  Yes I fell in love with prim babies.. can you believe that. So we made a trip to baby connection and I placed a order for the arrival of my little one.  I know it seems some what silly to have a prim baby in a virtual world. But the truth is Second life is suppose to be just that a second life and a chance to do things you would not normally do in rl.  I mean come on there is no way in rl I would spend as much money buying clothes, and shoes, and hair, and jewelry.  Shit Sal is even thinking of buying a damn plane so you know that would not happen in real.  So why not prim babies, there is so much to do in sl when you take your time and do it.  This time around I promised myself I would enjoy all the things that I was unable to the first time.  My daughter Whispers told me she has a surprise for me in game so I will be going there soon to see the surprise.  I keep saying I will take pictures and I keep forgetting to take them and send them to the email. I played until this morning then I decided to just relax while Sal and I watched some tv and he bar b qued some burgers on the grill. I of course still have to lay down for a bit because of my back and together was no exception.  I just got up now to see what I could get into in game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111320154855889739?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111320154855889739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111320154855889739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111320154855889739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111320154855889739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-what-fun.html' title='Oh what fun'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111309181391776856</id><published>2005-04-09T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T09:09:37.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHTER!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today I got back behind the mic and dj'd. I can't begin to tell you how much I missed it. I truly did not realize how much I had missed the station until yesterday.  I really would like to start back on a regular basis. I have neglected the station for a few months now due to illness and other bs. I allowed a lot of things to make me hate my own station, and to even hate SL .  For the first time the words in Christina Aguilera song "Fighter" meant something to me and was speaking what I wanted to say. So much of what has happen to me on line as well as off line took me back for a few. I hope I am ready to bring back life into the now almost dead ChaosXEdge Radio and my on line fam.  My real life family and I are doing wonderful and enjoying spending as much time together as we can.  My health issues are still some what major but I am doing a lot better and have a lot planned and in store.  I have some great on line kids who came here from TSO and are helping me get my business together. My daughter Apple Sugar has a clothing store that is coming up, her boyfriend Booda is making jewelry now as well.  Booda and his real life twin sister Baby are about to be adopted by Zion in game.  This was a shock because I didn't see Booda as wanting to call anyone pop LOL. But Apple says he would like to have a dad so this maybe something good. I dedicate this song Fighter for all those who came in my RL and on game life and thought they would play me. I am here to tell me my mind is more focus, I am more strong, more ready. NO need to call names out because you know who you are I am just enjoying my life and getting my shit together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyrics to FIGHTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I, thought I knew you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, that you were true&lt;br /&gt;I guess I, I couldn't trust&lt;br /&gt;Called your bluff, time is up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;You were, there by my side&lt;br /&gt;Always, down for the ride&lt;br /&gt;But your, joy ride just came down in flames&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the stealing and cheating&lt;br /&gt;You probably think that I hold resentment for you&lt;br /&gt;But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;All of, your backstabbing&lt;br /&gt;Just so, you could cash in&lt;br /&gt;On a good thing before I realized your game&lt;br /&gt;I heard, you're going around&lt;br /&gt;Playing, the victim now&lt;br /&gt;But don't, even begin&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the fights and the lies&lt;br /&gt;Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no more, oh no, it's over&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111309181391776856?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111309181391776856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111309181391776856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111309181391776856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111309181391776856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/fighter.html' title='FIGHTER!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111299131891867681</id><published>2005-04-08T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T17:34:47.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit more</title><content type='html'>OK a lot has changed in my second life for me and for the whole damn sl even.  Sal and I have not activity played in a few months.  They just installed 1.6 and now you can actually stream movies in game. YES you heard it here first folks, you need of course a host for QuickTime. China town is new as well but when you step on that sim your ass may get shot. Some new game called "Tringo" that I have not played yet and to be honest I don't think I will.  SL exchange which I may get into that let me give you the link just in case your a designer and have some interest too. www.slexchange.com From what I understand you can put your things on the website and it will allow you to purchase on line and you can put a box in your store and it will show what you have it all stores.   Lets see oh yes a partnership where you can put who your with as your partner so everyone will know EVERY DAMN BODY!! rofl.  hmm let me think a camera in game now, I may get that so I can take some pictures sl style.  .  I am not pushing Jade back to my sister or cousin rofl. OH yes there is now a boxing ring which sparked my boo's interest because he is an ex boxer in real as well as his brothers.  Zion kicked box for a brief, as well as moi.  I am looking for some land now in game to get a home, I always put everything aside for myself in game. My family wanted a club so I gave my first land for the club and then unforeseen bullshit came about which sparked in motion me and Sal leaving the game. But that is all behind me now and I am trying to have fun.  I think my kids who I use to have in game are all gone so I decided they are still family but they can be cousins, or brothers or something.  I have 4 children and that is enough 2 of them were mine in TSO so I cant just push them away. One of my daughters Apple Sugar has her own clothing line now and she has some nice things in her place. I hope my clothes do well, I am just enjoying the game a lot more now and enjoying doing more then I use to when I use to be there. I will include some pictures soon for you as well as soon as I can get Sal to put the snapshot thingy on my computer LOL.  I do have a few pictures of my shop I want to share with you. I am also working on my website for my clothes, my daughter asked me to help her with hers and so did my sister. So that will keep me busy, I still can't stay up long periods of time so I have been just sitting up for a while laying down and getting back up. I don't like taking medication but I know I need to take them to get better and to enjoy my man and my life a bit more. Speaking of laying down I am about to do it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111299131891867681?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111299131891867681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111299131891867681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111299131891867681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111299131891867681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/little-bit-more.html' title='A little bit more'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-111289535462394579</id><published>2005-04-05T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T10:42:59.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to SL &amp; back to reality</title><content type='html'>I honesty thought that my second life avie life was finish and over with. But things happen and you find yourself missing things that you didn't think you would.  Let's play catch up.  I was, hmm rather am still ill. I have been having major back issues now for over 2 years but the past few months the pain has gotten almost unbearable.  I have been heavy medicated, sleeping a lot, laying down more then anything.  The stress I allowed myself to have in sl took for the fun of the game.  My job suffered poorly due to my illness, my radio station fell apart, my online family deserted me, and my whole RL world was of sleep and eating and trying to handle the pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back I started on some new meds that has made me less sleepy, and I have started some therapy as well. Much to my surprise my job is willing to allow me now to work from home a few hours a day until I show signs of improvement and can come back. I can't tell you how much my husband, Sal has suffered through this he has been my ROCK!!! Working hard at work and coming home to care for me has been so much on him.  Being on the computer with our station all night long and doing what he has to do to care for me. I can't believe how much this man loves me, and how blessed I am to have him.  So we talked a few days ago and he said he wanted to really start playing the game but could not play without me being in his life in game.  So I decided to go back to game. I didn't want to go back in under my old avie name, the main reason is because we cancelled them a few months back. So Sal and I made avies and with the help of our on line children who play. Apple, Whispers, Ozzie and Rico they have been helping us with finding land for a house and Apple has been helping me with making clothes.  Yes I am going to have a store soon in game too LOL.  I will have pictures soon for you as well.  I am excited about the new things that has been in the game since last we been there. Damn you can have prim children, a movie theatre and damn near what ever else you want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are back in sl and going to finally enjoy our on line life for a bit. I am recovering slowly but surely but until I am able to go back to work I will be playing more in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special thanks to those who stuck by me at the station my god daugther Redhott, my rl nephew Zion, rl sister Zoe, game brother Joey, game sister Tee and new member of the CXR family dj Cherry on top.  They never left my side at the station stood by me when everything seem hopeless for them I am going to built the station back up and make it what it once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE THANK YOU to my rl family who has been there for me and has loved me and has given me the strength, the pep talks and the love no other family can give. I LOVE YOU ALL MORE THEN I CAN EXPRESS IN MERE WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK lets play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-111289535462394579?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/111289535462394579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=111289535462394579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111289535462394579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/111289535462394579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-sl-back-to-reality.html' title='Back to SL &amp; back to reality'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110708032096755043</id><published>2005-01-30T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T09:29:26.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture speaks</title><content type='html'>Today while looking over some old pictures I came across this one of Bolton (Sal's online brother), Summer (My online sister), Myself, Sal and Jadeakiss (my online sister. On the other side of Jade was another online sister, one of which I trusted, cared about outside the game, and truly loved.  I cared so much that I was willing to help her get her life together and come to cali and take over our condo as long as she needed it. I cared so much I was willing to give her a job at WB without knowing her skills.  I cared for her so much that after she lost contact with us and her PC was broken. I was taking up a collection from out dj's to help her and I was going to make up the difference and send her the PC.  Now she is cut out, and the funny thing is its not because I hate her. I actually don't. I am hurt by what she thought I and my RL sister did, I am hurt she felt the need to lie to me, I am hurt that she took her friendship away and  then made it seem in her own blog that me and Sal were the enemies. I was warned about her from my husband, from my sisters, from her friend, but I didn't see what they saw.  Now I guess your wondering why even bother to mention the fact that someone was in the pic that is missing, or that she hurt me. Well for  two reasons, first one is to explain just like this photo, people can alter their lives and yours.  They can pretend that things  never happen, or have happen.  They can act as if things were one way, when they were not. I remember how close we all were at one point, Bolton came into our life and he and Sal quickly become close friends. The brother bond was there and it was real. Bolton left for school and we have not hear from him. However, we would welcome him back to the family. We do really miss him.  Summer I knew from TSO years I met her through Sal's brother Zacari.  I liked her from the start she was always sweet, eager to help out. She left due to misunderstandings in the family, not with me but other family members. I miss her too and wish some how she could find her way back home.  Jadakiss, now Jade in SL we have had our share of ups and downs but Jade reminds a family member who I care for a great deal. She is raw and to the point and that is what I like about her. Life has a way of making you wonder, just wanted to share a photo and the memories behind it. The second reason is because I needed to finally close the door on that part of my life.  I had to see for myself that she didn't really care about me as a friend.  So as the picture has deleted the memory, so has my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110708032096755043?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110708032096755043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110708032096755043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110708032096755043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110708032096755043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/picture-speaks.html' title='A picture speaks'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110707992884405224</id><published>2005-01-30T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:12:08.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/50/wedingfamily.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/wedingfamily.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110707992884405224?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110707992884405224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110707992884405224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110707992884405224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110707992884405224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/family_30.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110694973795432395</id><published>2005-01-28T13:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:52:07.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is an on line family??</title><content type='html'>I may have another daughter on line, Sal's sister Princessa has been given permission by him to play SL. She is excited and I am too, now I need to get my ass in the game to play it.  Inn game I already have several children. These children   are damn near my age in real LOL, but truly its what makes the game more fun. Having a family to share some time with is really a good part of an online life. For most of you who don't know what the meaning of an "online family" is I shall explain. Its a group of people from many races, backgrounds, and many walks of life who unite in game, and bond as a "family".  Like most families in real you have those who are self centered and selfish, those who will give you the last of what they have and you never hear of it again.  Some who are faithful to the end, and some who show how unfaithful they are in the end. Some who walk away quietly out of your life when they have done wrong, and some who stand on the sidelines and talk shit about you to cover up when they have done wrong. No matter the reason, or reasons it is who they are in real life, so it is who they are in game. Some act like they are more then what they are and when its slaps them in their face that you know. YOU become the bad guy, the one who betrayed them. But you still care for them because they are family.  The good thing about online family is you can pick and choose. You can say who you don't want to be in your family any longer.  Sounds bad, but remember the things I just mention above and you will understand the over all need sometimes to unlink yourself to others who claim to be FAMILY. My online family grows and gets smaller, grows and gets smaller and it used to bother me. Some family members started back over 2 years ago when we were in TSO. We had a lot of family then that have gone to other things, Baby &amp; Zacari are still in TSO with 2 sim kid's.  Invent, Dion and Acquino are in SWG where I had played for a brief time. El Rey &amp; Lioness are in COH (I don't think they plan to come back any time soon), Reggie &amp; Rickey are now I believe in Everquest 2 (yes they are it has been confirmed ladies and gentlemen) Ozlando aka OZ is now coming back to Second Life to play with us again, Joey has finally come to SL as well. Most of all of us were in TSO, then there.com is where I met some of the others, now SL is where most of us call home. But TSO will be forever HOME BASE.  Now frankly, I don't give a fuck anymore I know who I am and what I am in and out of this game. All who I have called family and has shown betrayal in the end were never family. I don't have to call out names, or to show pictures with the names of who they are, that shit is high school.  The ones who I care about are the ones who I have learned I can depend on and still have my back.  They loves me and I them, and they have given me the sense of family. The love of a family is not measured by how many is in it, its measured by how many are real and true to you. My own line kid's are known in game, EJ because of his jewerly, Jade at one point was making clothes that everyone wanted in SL, Zoe owns DXD store and is opening a club call OZ soon in game.  Pebbles doesn't play much she is too busy with school. My two new additions I hope to see have fun in the game.  I have other family members Redhott, Zion, BamBam who are my sisters kid's LOL. Tee, my sister is now doing her thing as well in game with building houses. Red &amp; Bam are the founders of DXD, Zion takes care of promotions for ChaosXRadio station.  There are people I miss in my family, Summer is one, I had missed Punkee sometimes, but don't know where her head would be if she came back, Miah but realize oh well, others I wont even mention no need too they are gone and I am waving to they ass.  So with that thank you my on line family!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;My daughters: Jade,Zoe,Pebbles and Princessa&lt;br /&gt;My sons: EJ and Ozlando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110694973795432395?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110694973795432395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110694973795432395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110694973795432395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110694973795432395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-on-line-family_28.html' title='What is an on line family??'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110687986123001037</id><published>2005-01-27T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:50:04.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of being a DJ</title><content type='html'>Today Zion woke me up to tell me that if I could to take the stream, I had plan on resting up for the next few days before we started back up with the station and other things again. I have not really rested for the past few weeks and really needed to do this.  However Chaos is my baby and I did what an owner should do. I can't tell you how good it felt to be back behind the mic and playing my music. I started off with only 2 listeners and within an hour I had 12. I was unable to get on yahoo to take request but it was fun just to know there were people hearing me make a fool of myself.  I have never thought of myself being a good dj, I do my best.  I hope that I am a good boss to those who dj under me, they are the ones who I value. I have a wonderful group of dee jays I am proud to have them in my corner and by my side.  Each of them have their own talents and own style of djing and I each of them brings something wonderful to ChaosXRadio.  Edge is still alive in some ways but CXR has truly risen up beyond.  The sad part of Edge is there are a lot of bad memories over head so I some what put that away with edge.  I was going to change my dj name back to my old nickname "Boo".  However I changed my mind and will continue with my dj name of Feather along with a new show and a tude that shows how I feel about those who would love to see CXR a memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110687986123001037?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110687986123001037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110687986123001037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110687986123001037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110687986123001037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/joy-of-being-dj.html' title='The joy of being a DJ'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110674000620082887</id><published>2005-01-26T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:48:26.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much Fun</title><content type='html'>Well I know I had said several times I was thinking of going back to the game and I finally decided today that once we return we will.  Sal and I have not really been playing too much.  However I am taking some time off from work and we are to return back home and the station by Friday. Zoe and Zion are to return by tomorrow hopefully so they can help with the station. My online family really has kept things together at the station. Sal and I have not even worried once, between Joey, Tee and Red everything has been wonderful. I actually miss my old name in game which is "Boo" I had thought a few times why not just make another avie.  However the Dinova name which we all have is no longer available in Second Life so I have to remain with Feather. Hmmm. Or do I?? I may have to look deeper into changing the name.  I love my Feather, I still have my original avie which her name was Sondra Caldera she is a life member.  I was going to get rid of her but changed my mind and decided to keep her.  She had a lot of non transferable items in her inventory so I can sometimes just dress her and hang out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110674000620082887?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110674000620082887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110674000620082887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110674000620082887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110674000620082887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-much-fun.html' title='So much Fun'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110633398619882798</id><published>2005-01-21T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:32:46.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's in his KISS</title><content type='html'>The picture below is one of my favorites. It was taken by a then very close family member. As you can see I took the name out from the photo. Unlike most people, there is no need for me to rip into anyone because of past or present misunderstandings.  I don't ride like that no need too. But I wanted to share this one from There.com with you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110633398619882798?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110633398619882798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110633398619882798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110633398619882798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110633398619882798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-in-his-kiss.html' title='It&apos;s in his KISS'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110633360394654089</id><published>2005-01-21T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T10:53:23.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/50/birthdaygirl.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/birthdaygirl.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110633360394654089?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110633360394654089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110633360394654089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110633360394654089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110633360394654089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/birthday-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110628214734323132</id><published>2005-01-20T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:35:47.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Balloon Day&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/50/BalloonDay.3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/196/3086/400/BalloonDay.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110628214734323132?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110628214734323132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110628214734323132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110628214734323132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110628214734323132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/balloon-day_20.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110595789034288347</id><published>2005-01-17T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T02:31:30.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2994/640/New%20Bitmap%20Image%20(3).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2994/320/New%20Bitmap%20Image%20(3).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sal our Caldera Avies who we got rid of. This was SO not us LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110595789034288347?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110595789034288347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110595789034288347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110595789034288347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110595789034288347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-sal-our-caldera-avies-who-we.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110595767821235801</id><published>2005-01-17T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:47:33.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2994/640/Sal%20Sal%20in%20SL.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/72/2994/320/Sal%20Sal%20in%20SL.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Sal of SL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110595767821235801?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110595767821235801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110595767821235801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110595767821235801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110595767821235801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/1st-sal-of-sl.html' title=''/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110579684088642728</id><published>2005-01-15T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:47:09.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hell, why not brag</title><content type='html'>I had thought several times of getting rid of this blog. It has also cross my mind to leave the confusion and bullshit of the online world. For a while I admit the hurt of those who have betrayed us in virtual were people we had allowed into our real life. I have stayed away from the games in order not to think or dwell on it.   But I realize today while talking ot a very close friend I am only taking away from my own fun.  I like the virtual world, and I love the people who have become my family on line. She said those who are no longer in our life be in real or virtual don't need to be. She told me that God brings people in sometimes for a brief moment, for you to gain knowledge, or for them, but whatever reason don't allow those who can not remain faithful to continue in my world. I realize that those that have stuck by me, been honest too me, and have never betrayed me are those that I keep going for. I have notice a lot of family and friends are reading my blog, and a few are making their own blogs which is GREAT. A lot of things I have read Zion's blog keeps it real, I did tell him to change the names or put initials if he wants it to go public. He laughs and said they will still know who it is. My friend Sandra talks more about her real life then her virtual one.  Sataya is just starting hers so she has not built up anything too much, but still may be a good read. With all that being said it just makes see how wonderful my online family are. Most of them are my real life family as well so there is trust. I don't usual brag on them, or what we have or do in game. However, they have done a lot and it makes this family the success it is, I am very proud of them so I decided to give them the credit that so richly deserve. First of all my sister, Zoe (who is my daughter on line LOL) purchase almost half a sim; She has given BamBam the task of building another club. She and Oz, which is my virtual and RL nephew, have named it Club OZ. Some of you know that CUE was our first club in SL, it was a big success but too many things that I felt were out of control I decided to close it down and sale the land. When we first got to SL we hosted and dj'd for a club called Inferno being them to number 1 in less then a week. Then for some reason the club was closed, We decided along with another to open CUE. CUE was set for doom its first night, long story and I truly don't want to get into it. However if you ever read Ziggy/Zion's blog you will know because he tells it all. I do feel we were one of the successful clubs of Secondlife. I do look forward in the success of Club OZ. Our online success actually started in TSO we held down number one spots in almost every catergory, we had a romance lot, a skill lot, a Club called Gambits, a garden, a pizza place, we had 25 business on our lands and it was called Rain Manzanares, several homes also on the lots.  Our main business were builders, me, Sal and Bam once he started as well as a Tee, Punkee, and others who work for us in other cities. Zion handled the clients and going to make the money transactions. We stayed in TSO for a while then started going to TSO. While in TSO Sal,Myself and a family member who is no longer with us started out as dj's for a radio station. Not feeling appreciated we decided to leave. I was then urged by several family members to make our own station and after a few months of thought we made Edge Radio.  Family members who of course are no longer with us made promises of help, and loyalty.  I laugh at that now, because it took Sophia and Zion to bring Edge some sort of acknowledgement. Somehow Edge Radio gain some success in There, but not until we got ot SL we really saw how we could grow. I decided make a separate station for urban music so I make Chaos X and Edge would be my variety station. I truly thought we could manage two stations until the reality that it was not going to happen made me pull both stations together making ChaosXEdge Radio, now we only focus on urban music. Joey who is like a brother to me has been the back ground of the station he has pulled us together more often then not. Zion and Sataya work hard to ensure the website is kept up to date and nice http://www.chaosxradio.com.  Zion also manages the station and is promotions he always is seeking new promoters and sponsors for ChaosXEdge. My sister Tee, nephew BamBam &amp; niece Red now has a very successful store called DXD, Dinova X Designs, actually the whole family has a hand in DXD, with pictures, houses, etc. DxD and Club Oz are both on Zoe's land which is called Emerald City. Our virtual names of course as you know is Dinova in SL. We have a very successful family business and I am hoping to put that money back in the family dealings. Tee and Bam are also builders, and Bam is working hard on scripts. EJ and Yen have a store as well called Bling N Jewelz where they of course sell jewelry and hair pieces.  Red is been making outfits and becoming very successful with it.  Jade also is dress maker and she does very well with wedding and bridal attire.  In there we are working on a few projects not sure of what to do yet, the options are a little limited in www.there.com.  TSO we are looking into making a club, a Garden, and a wedding resort.  I am debating on another station, yes I am lol. Just not sure of what at this time.   BTW I did not mention DXD has several locations I will add them in my next blog so you can visit if you like along with pictures. Right now Ziggy is working on a family website, and I have a website as well which I will put up before the weekend is up promise.  Well Its getting late and I do need my beauty rest, just felt the need to brag on my wonderful family. Hey if your ever in Second life stop by and visit DXD or Club Oz (once its built that is) I do promise to get you the map so you can visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110579684088642728?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110579684088642728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110579684088642728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110579684088642728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110579684088642728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-hell-why-not-brag.html' title='Oh hell, why not brag'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110573934618488592</id><published>2005-01-14T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:43:15.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Close of a Book</title><content type='html'>Today has been the first time in a while I had sat down and decided to add to my blog. So much has happen since the last time I wanted to write down my thoughts.  It's 2005 and I look back on the many people who have come and gone in our life.  Many who we have called family, and who since they could not shine above us, they did not want to shine with us. I look at those I would have never thought would betray me, and those who in my heart I knew one day they may. I read an ex family members blog the other day and was shocked to see she now "hated me", when my last email to her was less then a month  ago expressing my concern for her and her child, and my wish for her happiness.  Strange how many others are caught doing wrong they some how bounce the blame off themselves and push it back on your and other's.  I must admit I did care at first, now I could give a damn. I see some as being victims and some how want to show them that I am still here for them.  Others I see them as people who only was self centered and liars.  I thank god for my real life family, and how much I love and am so glad they are in my life.  I look at my wonderful husband each day and am grateful for his love and devotion to me.  I look at my virtual family extended, Tee who I adore and love like a sister, Joey who has been the rock behind our radio station, Red who enter our life and has given me a true niece.  I would like to grow closer to EJ, and to Jade but sometimes I think Jade may never see what her actions does to the family.  EJ there is still hope for him yet I believe.  Wildheart, I miss very much but she has to come to terms with the fact that Tee is family to US and JQ made his decision and that is how life goes and goes.  Miah, I somewhat see as a victim, but I also see her as someone who could of come to me and just said what she was thinking.  Others I will not even bother to name, because they are a waste of time and words.  I will always respect the dead, because they are dead to me.   Well I will try to come back later because there is some great news I would like to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110573934618488592?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110573934618488592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110573934618488592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110573934618488592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110573934618488592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2005/01/close-of-book.html' title='Close of a Book'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-110132003447364717</id><published>2004-11-24T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:42:26.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>At first I was pissed, then hurt, then confused, then pissed again. But I should know by now that who people are in a virtual world, is who they are in the real world as well.  I look at people who act oh so innocent and knowing they are stabbing you daily behind your back with smiles.  At first I thought just to leave Second Life, Hell I don't play it that much anyway so its not like I would miss the bullshit there.  Then I realized that my family loves to play it. I got the radio station for them, the land for them, but things happen in game for them that pisses them off and then it pisses me off. I know most of those who play SL not ALL but most don't really have a life outside the game.  Clearly, because they put too much time, money, effect, and get pissed off about the silliest things.  They lie, cheat, make up shit, and for some I think they believe what they say out loud.  Some people take something that happen once and run with it because they don't know what else to do.  I look at hmmm 5 people my nephew, sisters and nieces deal with and when hearing them talk I get sad, not for my family but for those who feel the need to tell someone that if you leave me I will tell your RL wife about our on line relationship, or someone who lies that I broke up with you after you purchase this for me and I gave you money, or someone who gets upset because they can't win a virtual contest, or someone who fears her on line boyfriend will leave her for someone else so they distance themselves, or someone you trust runs to someone who they know hates you and call them friend. I can go on and on but truth is why bother.  Sal and I am most of my family have a life outside this little game we call Second Life, I am a successful woman so unlike the "successful woman" on the game who spend 80% of there day in game I have a life and a husband who I have to attend too. I have the love of a man who would break my neck if I even thought about a "virtual relationship", LOL how can you say you love a man, and have a successful relationship in RL and have a "cyber sexual encounter" I laugh many times at things I have seen since my TSO days.  But you have to realize these people truly only have what there is in Second Life, so I consider myself BLESSED to have a successful life, a loving husband, a life filled  with so much to do that I can hardly play a virtual game.  Thank you Sal for giving me the love only a true man can give a woman, Thank you to my job who I have found success and money (LOL) to help me get over not playing, thank you my on line family who when I do play makes it all worth while, and thank you all the haters, the liars, the trouble makers, the nut cases, the ass holes for making me laugh today and for allowing me to see what a WONDERFUL REAL LIFE I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-110132003447364717?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/110132003447364717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=110132003447364717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110132003447364717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/110132003447364717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109820023105973285</id><published>2004-10-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:41:33.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It never rain's in Southern California</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was thinking of playing that song tonight during my show because Toni Tony Tone sings it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109820023105973285?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109820023105973285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109820023105973285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109820023105973285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109820023105973285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-never-rains-in-southern-california.html' title='It never rain&apos;s in Southern California'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109804814619322224</id><published>2004-10-17T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:41:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW YOU DO READ IT</title><content type='html'>Today I got an email asking me what happen to my sim2 avie "Sam" that was pregnant. As I said earlier I have not had much time to play so I didn't know what was going on with her.  I decided today I would go in game to at least see how my sims were doing.  When opened up Sam's house I noticed I did not see her avie face on the family members.  Only Freddies face was there, as I looked around the house I saw that Freddie was in the bathroom crying over an urn.  I clicked on the urn and to my shock it said Sam. Sam? I thought what the fuck.  This was a bit confusing because I am the only one who plays and found a urn in the bathroom and Freddie crying over it. ???? I don't know if I died during child birth, or what, I know one night I fell asleep and left the game on "freewill" Sal saved it during the night and I awoke and have not play them until today.  But I do know I move the urn outside and now I have a tombstone. (pretty damn creeping isn't it) Sal is none the wiser I went to his place and he was happy as can be. Hmmmmmmm wonder if his ass killed me! DAMN!! Now that is not the crazy part, the crazy part is I went to my virtual family with 5 kid's and grandma and guess who knocked on the door. ME!! The pregnant dead ME!! NOT pregnant any longer, but very much alive and well and eating virtual Mac and cheese.  Sal was like that is deep, and his eyes shifted which made  me think his sin killed me. LOL But that is the update on her and the baby. It seems sad in a way, and eerie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109804814619322224?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109804814619322224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109804814619322224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109804814619322224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109804814619322224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/wow-you-do-read-it.html' title='WOW YOU DO READ IT'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109804497370868951</id><published>2004-10-16T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:39:59.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many Changes</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to update my blog in a while.  I have been working in RL and when I get home the only thing I have time for is to do my radio show, eat, bubble bath and bed.  No extra time to even go in game and have some kind of fun with family and friends.  I told myself today that all that would change, I have to start enjoying life a bit more to get the fullness of it.  I know my new interest are the sims2 when I can play a game. I also know a lot of things that I enjoy about Second Life I do miss.  I was looking back and seeing how things have been so different for me since I first starting playing "Boo" in TSO.  Truth is I miss Boo, Boo was more me and more to the point and a nonshit taker.  I look at Zoe and she reminds me so much of who I once was in game and out.  So many reasons have made me this quiet person, with the soft heart.  LOL, if people only knew how I was they would not believe that Feather is Boo, and Boo is Feather in real life Sam is behind the two.  I only have been nice to make sure that I give another life a chance.  However people can push you to a point in life that you just feel like saying "screw this" and revert back to old ways and habits.  I look at the TSO family that I made and most of us are still together. Tee is still my sister we had our problems but she has been faithful to me and I love her in real.  Wildheart left a some time ago, I guess when she realize she could not have JQ. I know she loves the family but I guess not being able to be with J hurts more then being with us. I still care for her and wish she were back with us. In www.there.com I lost a lot of so called family members most before I hit www.secondlife.com, some were only in the family to get attention from Sal's brothers.  Some only had our backs when it seemed like it was the thing to do.  Some were more interested in not sharing the spotlight but being the spotlight. So many has come, and gone. BUT we have learned to remain strong and go against all who have tried to take control of us.  We lost one family member when we came to SL, but who is to say that her love for us was ever real to begin with.  Loyalty works both ways, and you can be loyal to two people if you choose to be.  We have lost dj's, some who I was thrilled when they left. Some who I wish would return because they were good and there was no real reason to leave. We lost friends, most I have to say I really didn't care that they leave in the long run. I am one who believes you are who you are and it will be shown in what you do, if not by what you say.  So much has changed, but the Rains, Manzanares, Moons, and now Dinova's REMAIN strong and focused on our futures in game and out.  So with that being said, I will take more time with the game. More time with the family and more time to learn about SELF and what I want in GAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109804497370868951?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109804497370868951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109804497370868951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109804497370868951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109804497370868951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-many-changes.html' title='So many Changes'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109665731800582606</id><published>2004-10-01T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:39:04.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and other things</title><content type='html'>I love my real life and virtual family, I have been so blessed to have them in my life. Today I was thinking how my life would be without EDGE, without my dj's, without my virtual sisters Tee and Miah, without my man, because because of a virtual world I was able to met these wonderful people who I now call FAMILY!!  I just want to say THANK YOU to my family for being there for me when I needed them. I LOVE ALL OF YOU!! MY DINOVA FAMILY, THE MOONS, THE RAINS, THE MANZANARES,  MY EDGE FAMILY THANK YOU ALL!!! .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109665731800582606?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109665731800582606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109665731800582606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109665731800582606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109665731800582606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/10/love-and-other-things.html' title='Love and other things'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109632007200001827</id><published>2004-09-27T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:38:24.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>WOW!! The weekend was really nice, I stayed home relaxed and played the Sims 2. Sal cooked some really nice meals. He even made some late night popcorn we snacked on while we watched movies.  We are awaiting Bam Bam and EJ to finish the new CUE so we can schedule events in second life and have some FUN.  I made another virtual family this one with free will.  Feather and Sal Dinova (hmmmm where have I heard that name before), He is in the army, and she works with the government as well. They have a  little home with a lot of things in it (yes I cheated with the money once).  But they have "free will" so they can do what they want too. The only thing I dislike about free will is if you don't pay your bills you will lose your items. The only thing the Sims wont do is pay the bills. So, the Repo man will pick up their things and smile at them while he going out to his truck. So that is my only concern that every once in a while I will need to take their free will and pay a bill.  Otherwise they run on there own and I just let them. Sounds boring huh. LOL  Well here lately it really hasn't been I have really enjoyed the game.  As you all know I started out playing the regular Sims and this is nothing like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109632007200001827?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109632007200001827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109632007200001827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109632007200001827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109632007200001827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109605455936718732</id><published>2004-09-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T09:31:37.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the heart is</title><content type='html'>Between playing TS2 and having fun. I have been listening to Ziggy about his new found love daily. Hearing Sal talk about how he is going to built his Edge Empire.  I have not had anytime to post anything new, I know some of you may wanting know what happen after I found out who he was in TSO, how I broke up his RL relationship, and how his virtual one with Mercedes turned out. Also how he came from Brooklyn to Cali to take me from my ex real life husband. And how now I am happier then I could of thought I could be in this world.  But others don't wanting know all of it because it is past and it is no longer is NEWS. But we have to go through that to get to the here and now.  So let me give you a brief, REAL BRIEF of how we got to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here goes, Sal was aka Sandman in TSO he lived in Calvins Creek with his RL brother Zacari, and RL sister Baby. They lived at Gambits a very popular Club at the time in CC.  Sal was with a chick name Mercedes Porsha in game, and in game ONLY.  Due to something he did to her before he left the game before and came back he felt sorry for her and decided to marry her. (That story doesn't matter she is not of any importance in this plot) However during the time of them seeing each other he was seeing me in game and talking to me in real so he already told me how he felt about me and I was like well don't marry this trick. But he being the nice person her was (which is bs, he had an agenda) he plan to marry her.  Well I found out the date and time of the wedding (she, the dummy send me a invite, can you believe the stupidity) that Sal/Sandman was scheduled to be married at my sisters lot which was called "pesos de Desayuno" (in English kisses for breakfast). I was banned from my own sisters lot, because they thought little sweet me would act a fool.  LoL  (for nerve)   NOW come on now, ME!! So the wedding took place without a problem and she was now Mrs Sandman Manzanares in game. The reception was to be at Gambits, (Zac and Sal's virtual club), Ha Ha Ha, Banned from Gambits too, I feared I would be. But guess what?, each time someone Ban me Zac or someone would unban me (can we say Sal did it) No comment.  So I came in Gambits demanding Sal bring his ass out to the end of the lot. He came and someone would boot me, the lot would open back up and I would bring my ass right back.  All the while my sisters, Tee, Wild, Punkee and Baby were cracking up. And Sal oh hell he was loving the attention don't think he wasn't. I was calling Sal out and he was coming to me sooo why should I stop, right? RIGHT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going off on Mercedes telling her, at her own reception mind you, that she wasn't anything to him. That I could have his honduran ass if I wanted him. That she could not handle him, and that he did not want her in this virtual world, let alone a REAL LIFE ONE HA!!.  She just sat there saying nada which made her even a better target for me and my sick twisted plot. She didn't get enough balls to at least tell me "bitch stay away from my virtual man", I had no respect fore her and admit I was acting a pure BITCH. (hey my halo was being cleaned, I don't know how to act when it's not on) After me going off and bitchig, I finally was kicked off the lot for good. I ended up in limbo above air pissed off and wondering. Bingo act two to ruin her little night. Well then I thought the honeymoon was to be in Blazing Falls, OH that was my stomping grounds so I was ready to act a fool there too.  Then I realize, screw this if he wants to marry her and be her husband, then I shall find me a virtual man too. I refuse to chase that bastard, and make myself look any worse then I already did. I went to my own little place and danced and played pool alone.  Meanwhile, Mercedes had left Sandman while she was getting things "ready" for the virtual cyber honeymoon. Meanwhile, in real life someone was trying to break into his car so he went afk to find out what was going on. Once he did his laptop had froze, and although his sim was there he was not. He could not get back in game.  Zac's best friend and his virtual sister "Punkee" along with some other female were at Gambits. Now from what I was told the other female who was there found Sandman's avie cute so she was flirting.  MIND YOU HE IS AFK Ladies and gentlemen, the silly chick was trying to kiss him and he was not moving. Because he was what boys and girls? He was AFK.  Now for those who don't know what that means and I am being a smart ass right now and you will see why in a second. AFK means Away From Keyboard, so that means your not at your computer and the keyboard is not in your hands. NOW Mercedes was getting things ready in BF as I told you, but I am going to assume she got tired of waiting for her groom so she came back to Gambits to see where her man was ( Mind you, I would have NEVER left his ass behind in the first damn place you go to the city TO GET HER). Anywho she walked into Gambits and she sees this chick trying to kiss Sandman. Due to him being afk, no check that not even in game anymore he was not accepting the kiss.  But MP not having enough sense to see that thought he was kissing the chick. So she flips out on Sandman, LOL, now mind you again he was afk all this time,not even in game don't know what the hell is going on. Didn't know he could be kissing some sexy ass avie. Maybe getting some new avie bootie, but he is AFK!! Punkee and my sister Baby who had just landed at Gambits was trying ot tell her this.  Baby had received a call from Zac in real for baby to inform this nut.  She still was going off on Sandman as if he knew she was there, then she got pissed and left for BF when he didn't acknowledge her bitching. When he finally got back in game Baby and Punkee explained what had happen to him and what Mercedes did. Of course my sister ims me and tells me, and I want to be the "caring friend" I IM him and tell him to come to my lot to shoot some pool. I know he is feeling like damn on my wedding night. Needless to say Sandman was pissed because when he did talk to this nut she didn't get the fact he was not aware of the chick trying to kiss him. So he came to my lot, and I give him a wedding gift that night that he still thinks about. LMFAO. He divorced her stupid ass the next day and we planned our wedding the day after that. Now the funny thing that got me was that she started telling people that she was set up, that the wedding was a set up and that we all were in on it as a joke. Now if it were a set up why would we wait until she went ot BF and came back and acted a fool.  Why not just do it at her wedding, give me a fucking break here.  That remark will forever show how stupid she was.  She did that shit to herself with not being patience and understanding.  No man wants to have a woman who will not even allow them to explain anything to them.  MP did this shit daily, and Sal had just had enough.  We went back and forth via ims and her putting messages on her damn sim profile. I didn't give a shit, she was nothing to me and I didn't care about her fantasy that he was hers.  In real life she had about 8 kid's, different daddies, and no common sense. She never spoke to his ass on yahoo, nor heard his voice via phone. How in the fuck you have a relationship with a man who can't even make some adjustments to make you happy.  Come on!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal and I planned our wedding, Baby redid her lot for us which looked GREAT!! The wedding was really nice. Ms. MP tried the same thing to me that I did to her. JOKE!! Baby I am the master of fuck yous. She called herself having several of her friends  come to our reception and act as if he was my ex from another city. That was  great laugh! Some off the scale sim who I would not be friends with let alone live with in another city. TOOO FUNNY!! So that didn't go well for her ass. Because Sal saw right through that, besides the point in TSO when you are friends with someone they click on your information and it shows who your friends are.  DUMB ASS MP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile in RL, he breaks up with his then girl because I told him I wanted to be with him, and only him. We then starting a relationship long distance with promises of me leaving my life and going to him.  During a low time of my life I found that I need an operation.  He flys down to Cali right before my operation and stays at the summerfield suites (ok they are nice its a must stay LOL our Corp account at Warner stays there www.summerfieldsuites.com . After my operation my then husband doesn't even try to care for me or help me heal. I am left alone most of the time and can barely move. (I had major surgery on my stomach) I remember one day I was in bed and was turning the channel and I drop the remote control on the floor. No one else was home but me so I was unable to recover the remote from off the floor. I laid there and cried myself to sleep because I had nothing to do but watch TV, it was truly one of the lowest moments of my life.  After going through this for during my recovery, Sal gets tired of all the bs and he comes to my house knocks on my door and confessed his undying love for me to my then husband. He tells my then husband. Lawrence, I was going to leave with him and dared him to step to him or he would kick his ass.  I stood there in a state of shock, not at what Sal was doing that was Sal he didn't care he would do what he said. But at Lawrence just standing there looking confused and crazy. Sal takes me by my hand and lead me out to the car door. Funny thing is I let him, I walked out there looked back at Lawrence who stood in the door way, he said to me "Sam don't get in that car, if you do it's over".  I looked at him and said, "where have you been Lawrence, this shit has been over".  I got into the car, next to my honduran panther and for once and from then on, I felt loved protected and wanted. And as we drove off I could not help but to think that this all happen because of a damn computer. (TRUE DAMN STORY I KIDD YOU NOT!!!)   So there you go that is it in a nut shell, we ended up breaking up for a brief but we both played THERE. com I played in the pm he in the am so we would avoid each other. Some nut in the virtual world told him I was his girl in RL (a lie of course) Sal got pissed went off and told me we were back together. A few weeks later he moved in with me married me and now we are together.  We left THERE after BLACK FRIDAY and we have not looked back. So now your up to date lets talk about our Second Life. How Ziggy led us to the last name Dinova.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109605455936718732?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109605455936718732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109605455936718732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109605455936718732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109605455936718732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/09/where-heart-is.html' title='Where the heart is'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109587417215152090</id><published>2004-09-22T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:31:16.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Virtual Life in TS2</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;OK 2 days no post, I have been so damn busy with TS2 that I haven't even finish the love story. I had to break in on you with the TS2 info.  I made a family for me and Sal, 5 kid's and my grandma, Janie in a HUGE house.  We have 1 17 year old Cyan, 16 year old Sam and 15 year old Ben, a 10 year old  Cmia and a 15 month old Sal Jr.   Sal works in the military, I work for a congressman, I have been promoted twice already. I am still getting use to the game, but I am having so much fun.  Our kid's are good kid's,  In TS2 you getting older, but I stop the age process because I wanted to be more like real life and enjoy my virtual family.  I got food poisoning yesterday from some Mac &amp; cheese my oldest son made.   Our house is nice but I would like to move somewhere else bigger.  I think I will in another few weeks if we get enough money.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I also made 4 other Sims, one of me, and my RL best friend "Freddie", and Sal and his real life best friend "Freddy" (yes both of our RL best friends have the same damn name LOL)  Anyway I Freddie and I are room mates and we have a nice little house, she works as a police officer, and I work again for a congressman.  She has been promoted once, I have been promoted 3 times.  I am dating Sal, I am also pregnant by him, he has asked me to marry him but we have not done it as of yet.  (hope we do it before the baby gets here),  Freddie and Freddy HATE each other (wow real life just seems to much like virtual)  They fight all the time while Sal and I just look at them and wonder what is the real issue here with these two.  Sal and Freddy live in a small house that looks like a damn trailer, however they refuse to move out.  Sal is trying to save money, but get this they have 125,00 in funds.  So what is he trying to save by living in a small ass house.  I think he needs to move some where were he can be happy.  (or I can be happy) .   Ok I am at work have a few moments and wanted to get you caught up.. I PROMISE to have pictures very soon.  Also I will have pictures on my website as well.. Hugs kisses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109587417215152090?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109587417215152090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109587417215152090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109587417215152090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109587417215152090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/09/our-virtual-life-in-ts2.html' title='Our Virtual Life in TS2'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109569449670356557</id><published>2004-09-20T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:29:51.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocked!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had to run out because I received a call that thesims2 was out and I needed to pick it up. Yes yet another game (&lt;a href="http://www.thesims2.com"&gt;www.thesims2.com&lt;/a&gt;) I have been awaiting this game since late last year and now its out so you may not see me for a few days after this entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I last left you at the fact I told Sal who I was.  Well after I announced to Sal that it was me, his internet love, he was silent for about 3 mins. My first thoughts were ok, he isn't the same person. WOW!! I knew my luck could not be.  He then typed "Cassandra?",  I typed slowly "yes.... ", I waited for a moment while he  typed slowly what he wanted to say.  "Boo, I don't know what to say to you, I haven't heard from you in a while, how are you he said", missing you I told him, missing you a lot. He got quiet again and then type "I have moved on with my life,  I am sure your still with your husband, and of course I am involved in RL with someone else and in game with another person".He continued "I don't know what you want from me but we can be friends".  After I got over the shock of him typing all this BS, I then got pissed and replied with "I don't want a damn thing from you, I have no time for you, just wanted to let your ass know I knew who you were, and hell yeah I am still with my husband, and I am glad someone finally got with your evil ass in game and out",  Of course he did a nice little ,  "LOL ... YEAH WHAT EVER" My temper was up to KILL LEVEL, who did this bastard think he was, and to think I was in love with him, OMG!! Poor Mercedes and her ass actually wanted him in out of game. And what damn fool he got in real life that would put up with his shit, ARRGGGHHH!!! ASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well rumors were being said that Sal and Mercedes were together in real life, these rumors started off from Mercedes. When I asked Baby, she said Zacari knew his off line girl and that Mercedes was not it?? So I was really upset with Sal because I knew that this relationship we had was not something he could just dismiss.  Then again maybe it was  the fact it was was hurting me so much I allowed it to be anger instead. Damn was I another Mercedes and just what I thought was not what it was (I'll explain that in a moment). In tears I accepted the fact that in RL I would not have him, and in this stupid game he would not be mine either. OR WOULD HE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal and I were sitting in my home in BF discussing the wedding for my sister and his brother.  We were talking at least and we understood that we both needed to be nice because of the up and coming husband and wife to be.  We spoke of how we would do he wedding, what we needed, where it would be.  Then I asked him, what about your wedding.  Suddenly out of the blue he says "I don't wanting marry Mercedes I think it would be a mistake because we are not getting along she wants more out of game and I am never going to go there with her". Then he type "I barely like the chick, I am being nice because of how I screwed her over" I typed "So then why marry her Sal", he replied  "Because  sometimes you got to bite the virtual bullet" he laughed at that.  I didn't find it funny at all, he didn't even like the chick, then why was she sparing rumors that he was her off line man??? Why was he trying to hide the fact he was with her. So I asked his ass. "Are you aware that you and Mercedes off line relationship was being told to everyone? Everyone knows your with her in real Sal",  I guess I pissed him off because he typed "WHAT GOT DAMN OFF LINE RELATIONSHIP!!!????"  That is when he told me the whole story of her and how he met her and what she wanted and what he was not ever going do.  "I never talk to her ass on yahoo, or on phone like I did you Boo, come on, how the hell could she think I was her man", he said it with a bit of bitterness to his typing if you can do that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not to talk about anyone but.. *Mercedes Porsha" let me give you a quick over view of this female.  Mercedes seemed very nice , she truly liked Sal aka Sandman in game and out.  However, he was with her because he had left unexpected prior in game and she was hurt.  When Sandman went back to TSO she broke up with her new found man in game for him and his fam was saying that he should marry her. Of course he was pissed about the idea but felt that why not, its an on line game he liked her in game why not marry her. Even Baby my sister was saying that he should marry her and be happy. Sandman had no problem with and on line game relationship as I said he kept his online life and RL separate. BUT Mercedes wanted a real life relationship with Sal,  not just with the "sim sandman" and Sal wasn't feeling this.  She had told family and friends about him, co workers, she even told her live in man that she was leaving him for Sal. (ummmhmmmm can you say CRAZY)  the most crazy part of the whole story is that her in game friends thought that he felt the same, but he had never spoken to her via phone, on a yahoo chat, she never sent him a photo, and he never shared one with her, nothing outside the game. She even admitted to baby that he never confessed his love for her in game nor out. HELLO maybe because there was no love for her.  She lived beyond the game and in her real life Sal was hers and she his, the only problem is she was the only one living that fantasy.  But when all was said and done, this little crazy relationship she made up in her head followed us to the next game believe it or not. She had told so many people that I TOOK HIM from her, she even had people praying for the fantasy relationship. Now this was told to me after I got to There.com by her friend and an ex family member of ours. To say that Sal and I got a good laugh off that is a real UNDERSTATEMENT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked more, about the MP issue, then about my husband and how he felt about it.  Facts were I had not told him I was married until after we both fell in love, and he really was pissed about that because in his eyes I was not going  leave this man who I had devoted many years too.  Mind you our marriage was in name only, we had not had sex in over 4 years, and I had no desire to be with him close.  We both lived together because of bills, and his sister, and my brothers.  We were the perfect American  family, screwed up and hanging on for NADA, and deep down I some what kind of knew Sal was right. I would never leave Lawrence for anyone not that I loved him some where in my heart, I was just use to him.  I knew who he was and what he was and I didn't want to learn about anyone else,  Even if it meant this may be someone who really loves me.  But also I knew I was in love with Sal and nothing was going to change that fact,  NOTHING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109569449670356557?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109569449670356557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109569449670356557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109569449670356557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109569449670356557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/09/shocked.html' title='Shocked!!'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109564151641593822</id><published>2004-09-19T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:46:18.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TSO.. The beginning</title><content type='html'>OK, I need to get on with our virtual life with you so we can get you up to speed. As you already know we met via internet, but it was a little more detailed. Sal and I were becoming closer with each talk and daily visit. Even after I return back to work we still continued our pool games and long conversations. I of course was with the tin man and Sal was in a relationship with someone else. During a brief conversation Sal and I both agreed that we needed to stop talking for a little while. I needed to work on my marriage, and he on his relationship with his girlfriend who had relocated to Washington for college. Working on the marriage was bullshit the tinman could care less about me, about what we had together. So I started to become addicted to on line games, and was enjoying playing the sims, when TSO came out &lt;a href="http://www.thesimsonline.com"&gt;www.thesimsonline.com&lt;/a&gt; my ass was one of the first to sign up as a beta tester. It was fun, exciting, and different, and on line game that allow you to play with others in a "sim body" I was loving it. I gave my final sim my nickname and real last name, Boo Rain. My sisters Baby Rain, my twin Trevista, TinTin and Zoe (who changed her damn sim so much it was crazy) even our cousins Sophia and Dee got into the act. The beta was great, we would find so much to do and enjoy, I was making friends fast and was getting a lot of admires. However my heart belong to only one Latin who was some where in Brooklyn probably not giving me a second thought. I spend most of my time while not at work playing TSO, my ex husband was so far from being a husband at this point my life was the game. My sisters started playing too which made it easy for us to enjoy things more. Finally the sims was ready to be open to the public, we had did our jobs as beta tester. The game ended up using about 10 of the cities we named and created. Using Test Center as the main city that would remain like the beta testing and to try new things with the system. We were all given a little tso money, and a simmy, (to show you were a beta), a beta sign next to your name and a city of your choice to move into. I decided on Blazing Falls, 2 of my sister moved to Alphaville and one to Calvins Creek. Our two cousins remain with me in BF. Blazing Falls was a nice city, a lot of Mafia sims but otherwise nice, I decided to make some apartments there and get some money from renting them. I made another sim in Calvins Creek and Alphaville to visit my sisters, and they did the same. It was like really living our lives thru the sims life's. 2 months after the sims were open to all my sister told me she met a someone who she was falling for in game and out, his name was Zacari. I was like that is nice, she said they had decided to marry in game and wanted me to be there. I was excited for her she came to BF and told me, she came with him Zacari was sweet, nice and kind. Everything she could have hoped for and I was happy for her. Then there was his brother, Sandman, evil, nasty and rude. He came with his on line woman Mercedes Porsha, he and I battled from the time he came into my little beach house until his ass LEFT!! I imed him and said, "what the hell is your problem" he told me, I have no problem I just don't like you. OMG, he didn't even know me and was passing judgment. SCREW HIM!! I was thinking how the hell is this chick with him in game. Baby told me that he was with her in game only but she wanted more. I was thinking WHY THE HELL WOULD SHE!! We started talking about Zac a little more, and she told me about him and told me his last name "Manzanares", "Manzanares???", are you sure I asked her. She was like yeah, I am very sure. For a moment my heart stopped, could he be related to Sal? el Malante, no way. But Manzanares didn't seem common. But then again I am not Latin so it may be. I had to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Calvins Creek later that week and the name was bugging me, I was sure I was wrong but damn. So I asked Zac, "hey do you have any family name Sal", he laughed "yeah, the one you hate his name is Sal". OMG!!! I was like, no no no, has to be a mistake, can't be. "Zacari", I typed, 'where is your brother", he replied "at his lot" I had to know, so I imed him, and said "Are you the el Malante in Yahoo", nothing for a moment..... Then he replied "yeah why you wanna know", I held my breath and said "because I am irresistible boo" ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8329018-109564151641593822?l=salboo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/feeds/109564151641593822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8329018&amp;postID=109564151641593822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109564151641593822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8329018/posts/default/109564151641593822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salboo.blogspot.com/2004/09/tso-beginning.html' title='TSO.. The beginning'/><author><name>The Virtual World is OURS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12820195785777901024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329018.post-109519887277507507</id><published>2004-09-14T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:48:52.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our virtual World+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let see, I will try to give you a brief history before we start on this blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My virtual life begin 4 1/2 years ago in my home in LaDera Heights CA. I never had any use for the internet, anything I needed done I had my then asst, Kim do it for me. With long working hours my time was not spend doing anything on the net. In December 1999 my friend "Michael" asked me what I wanted for Christmas that year, I told him, "Anything you get me Mike you know I would be happy with", Michael was only a friend to me, but he wanted more, but there were reasons I did not go beyond the friendship with him that I had grown to enjoy. During a talk with Michael one night I told him how my asst. was getting more work done since she purchase a laptop and was doing things from home now. I told him in a few years I thought that maybe I would come out of the dark ages and maybe purchase one for myself. "A computer" he laughed, you hate those things, you would only have it collecting dust", I thought about it and said "your right", I said and the thought never entered my mind again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now what I need to do is give you a little back ground of what my life was at that time. Working for Warner Brothers Studios in the law field, as well as a part time personal trainer, plus attending college to be an Attorney my life was full. I was in a loveless marriage to a man who didn't really know who I was and what I didn't really know what I wanted out of my life with him. We started out loving one another, a mutual respect. I know now I never was "in love" with him but you do silly things sometimes without thought. After 5 years of marriage we ended up hardly speaking to each other, or only spending time eating while viewing the TV. To make matters worse, his teenage sister who he was now calling our "daughter", and my teenage brothers were driving one another crazy. They hated her, and she them and I was beginning to hate them all. Don't get me wrong I love them in real but they were at that age were you could not tell them anything and I just was waiting for the day they became adults. I didn't want to be there, but didn't know anything else and was too scared to try out a new relationship. I had been in many bad relationships, and one thing I did know about my ex he never failed to be the same day in and day out. I also had a lot invested in the marriage, not feelings but material things and I didn't want to risk getting involve and lose it for some jerk that I just met. I had been with "Lawrence" for a while now and knew how he was and what he would or would not do. I felt safe in the relationship because he never cheated and he never spend money. But most of all I didn't want to get to know anyone else, I just didn't feel the need. Besides all that my mother and grandmother loved him, that was because I never told him was a rude ass bastard he was to me. No he never hit me, but some things he would say was to make me feel like shit. So I remain in this loveless marriage where it was safe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now Christmas around my house was, and still is the best time of year. I become all nice and happy happy even with people I can barely talk too lmfao. I love giving out gifts, and I will spend hours shopping for just the right one for someone I care for. I don't like gift cards because I feel they are not personal enough. My list is always long each year and this year I had 2 added people, Michael and Lisa to shop for. On Christmas eve I will always open one gift, and allow everyone in the house to do the same. We have done this since we were little and I still do it. Now while I was getting ready to open our one gift there was a ring at the door. This wasn't unusual for us we always got visitors for cookies, and egg nogg or coming to pickup or drop off a gift of two. I heard a voice say "UPS, Delivery", WOW I thought a gift via ups, who was this from I of course got excited. I joined Donnie at the door as the UPS guy was bringing in 3 large boxes the word "Dell" on it. Sign for this please, I did so and saw the name of the sender. Michael had purchase me a brand new computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Awwww the computer, to say that it was the best Christmas gift I got would be putting it mildly. I found myself using it at home every day, Lisa came over and showed me some sites in which I could find out more. It as if a whole new world opened up to me, the world of internet. Lisa had even suggested that I could speak to family and friends via instant messenger and helped me do a personal id. ( I had one for WB but didn't want to use that one) Yeah ok, only if they have a computer. WOW that would save me on my phone bill, I had no idea how much this computer would change my life, my marriage, my job. ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A computer in the house, it was fun, it was crazy it was addictive. I found myself spending hours on end going to different sites, and talking to my family, talking to Michael and talking to Lisa, DeeDee &amp; Freddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in mid January when I fell and hurt my back during a class I was teaching at the gym I worked for. Laid up barely able to move I was going crazy watching TV only. Unable to sit upright for a long period of time my computer life was over. I actual got depressed. After a few weeks of total bed rest and meds the doctor checked me he suggested I sit up a little each day to strength my back. I took his advice and did a little at a time. My computer life was back again YAY!! My birthday was coming up and I was still bedridden, and I was pissed and in pain. During one of my computer sits the Tin man (my then husband) was asking what I wanted for my birthday, he was really bugging me. I said I don't know just surprise me Lawrence" I told him, but he wouldn't stop asking, he was bugging me. We were watching TV and he asked again it happen to be when a TV commercial say something about "the Sims an on line game" &lt;a href="http://www.thesims.com"&gt;www.thesims.com&lt;/a&gt; I said, just get me the damn Sims for my computer. Feb. 27th thesims was wrapped up with a bow, with the words to Sam (my nickname) from Lawrence. I was like awwwwwwwwwww yeahhhhhh.\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To say I didn't care for the game at first is a under statement, I didn't like it at all. I was thinking to myself, this bastard never listen to me before and now he does today on my birthday. So there I was with the Sims as my birthday gift. I opened it up and laid it back down "wow thanks Lawrence" Now I hadn't even open the box but Jeff my brother had, and he actually was enjoying it, he had told me what it was all about even came in the room with me to download it. He sat next to me while I learned how to play it. OK I found it a little fun, actually I was in control of the little person and what happen in her little virtual world. I made me, the tinman and other people in the house hold, except we all lived in other homes away from each other. hmm the joy of it all. I soon bored of this, and found myself in the yahoo pool rooms with Lisa. Finding very interesting and very not so interesting ppl. During this game play it was when I met this cocky ass Latin with the id of "el Malante" in yahoo, my virtual life, marriage, heart would forever be changed!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked about his name, "el Matante"? what does that mean, he replyed it mean "the Thug" The thug  huh? An internet thug I laughed. He was a real ass too, "yeah what about it", He was in the chat room messing with EVERYONE, being a damn ass and not caring. BUT the female chatters were all over him, I was like what the hell ever. He then said "anyone for a game of pool", No one said anything to him, "that's what I thought" he said, oh hell no, I thought to myself this fucker thinks he is the shit and someone needs to bring him down to reality he is too much in the virtual (I am the best billiards player in my family BTW and my grandfather and mother were both experts and use to win BIG $$$) "I'll take your ass one" I told him, "Bring it Irresistible Boo, but he pulled my name, which pissed me off, Irrrresssssssissstibbbbbbllllleeeeeeeeee boooooooooooooo' I was getting HEATED because he was such a ass. So we played and he won (LOL) and we played again and he won. And we played again and he won. But we started playing daily, and we starting talking and I found myself telling this person, the thuglatino things about my personal life and he about his. I found him easy to talk to, and easy to trust. Maybe because he didn't know me, or would ever meet me or would never see me. Finally one day he asked, "so what is your real name Boo?" Cassandra and yours "Sal, Sal Manzanares", I smiled in real life and typed... 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