Callahan's Crosstime Saloon has a New Location

Sad news, Callahan's had to leave the lovely New Conch Republic sim they were on. 

Good news, Callahan's has a new home in Karyukai!

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And so the usual suspects gathered on Tuesday night to see The Place in its new location. Here's me and Amanda and Cisop chatting at a table. Bes, Daeron, Crystal, and Oliron in the back there.

The thing about the Callihooligans is they just can't help punning--or funning--even on an Unday. Juneberry treated us to a fashion show of her avatar collection, bat, bird, dragon et al. Obsidian tromped around upside down with his plunger anti-grav boots on the ceiling. Talvin, the ever meticulous, was still rearranging furniture at the end of the evening.

And as all too often happens, Amanda and I closed the bar.


Callahan's is the best of places. C'mon by on a Tuesday for Punday, or a Friday for Trivia night.

Medieval Trivia this Friday (Oct. 23rd). Hosted by the brilliant and beautiful Bes!  See you there?

A song for you: "Crack The Shutters" by Snow Patrol

it's been minutes, it's been days
it's been all i will remember
happy lost in your hair
and the cold side of the pillow
your hills and valleys
are mapped by my intrepid fingers
and in a naked slumber
i dream all this again

Song for a grey Monday: "I Believe in You" by Amanda Marshall

Somewhere there's a river, looking for a stream
Somewhere there's a dreamer, looking for a dream
Somewhere there's a drifter, trying to find his way
Somewhere someone's waiting to hear somebody say:

I believe in you, and I can't even count the ways that
I believe in you, and all I want to do is help you to believe in you.

Irish music night at Callahan's

Irish music night at Callahan's
Originally uploaded by Tsai Jie

If you have never been to Callahan's Crosstime Saloon you need to go. Take a Tuesday or a Friday evening and head over to the Keys and hang out. Meet Harry the Parrot, Talvin and Leb (bartenders extraordinaire), and try your hand at puns or trivia.

Dancing with Jamesen in Crescent Moon

Second Life is a like a dance. A complexity of steps in which we give just enough, take just enough. maybe even love just enough.

Always moving in and out of the patterns. Watching our footwork, trying not to be too distracted by the touch of another's virtual hand, of another's real soul.

Last night I went dancing with Jamesen in SL. I have known him for over 2 years, and yet I barely know him at all. SL is like that sometimes. People come into your life, share as much or as little as they can, as they want. They move out of your life, come back again. And all you can hope for is second chances. Sometimes a friend like this who asks nothing more than to be a friend is a gift beyond measure.

Thank you, Jamesen, for taking me dancing and helping me destress at the end of a long strange week. To paraphrase Rick in Casablanca: "I think this is the continuation of a beautiful friendship."

a song for you tonight: Richard Thompson "Persuasion"

There's a constant battle running through my head.

Heard this song tonight and just wanted to sit down and cry for love and loss. . . .

Where I am going, where I have been

I know... you are confused. Wondering how you got here and where it all went. Me too.

First I had the "Diary of a Second Life Courtesan" blog. Talked about Second Life, romance, dating, love, sex, history of sexuality, everything up to and including erotica. Very popular that blog.

Then my life went off on a tangent. (Men. Go figure.) Gave up the courtesan thing. The blog mutated into stories about my Second Life with one man, my friends, fashion, dancing. Later the roller coaster took a dive.

So that blog had to go away. (Yeah. For the man.) So far away that I deleted it ... mostly. Thing about writers is we back up shit all the time. Words. They are precious, you know. Sometimes words are all we have.

And you know me. I never stop writing for long. So next blog: "Dancing Through My Second Life." Talked about friendship, romance, and fashion, all that stuff I was still feeling but not mentioning names.

And I was happy again. So happy for a while that I didn't even have time to blog.

But things are changing again. (Yeah. Men.)

Last night I decided I was done accommodating the men in my life. I mean geez! What a sad sister I have become. Sit around and wait like a china doll on a shelf watching him as he loses interest. Be miserable, unfocused, no sense of reality. Make a choice. Give up one man to make the other one happy and wham! That one puts you back on the shelf too. WTF!

So this morning I decided screw it. I had 900 hits a day on the old Courtesan blog. Went down to 10 a month maybe on the Dancing blog. Here it is fellas. I'm going back to my good old bad ways.

Moved this whole shebang back over to http://tsaijie.blogspot.com/. Gonna write this blog here now. Maybe resurrect the advice from the Courtesan.

So I'm taking it one day at a time. And if the roller coaster takes a dive, well hell, there are lots of fish in the sea. RL? SL? Who knows. Mebbe I'll go be a Companion in a Firefly sim. No strings. No pain.

You see me in-world come say hi. We'll go dancing.