Lettuce Muircastle went on the minniest of mini-adventures

Last night I tried to explain Second Life to my family.  They looked at me like I was from outer space, and my son told me he thinks it’s very creepy.  At this point I could not argue because there is something about Second Life that doesn’t sit right with me.  But I say this knowing that I have only seen and done 1% of the life.  Unfortunately I have done something on Lettuce’s site where we hear voices and really I don’t have to hear some of those conversations.  I wrote that I needed new clothes and a kind person gave me a place to go but when I got there it wasn’t free and even when I searched for free stuff I couldn’t find it.  Before I landed in the shopping area I noticed that I, Lettuce, was flailing about like a puppet on a string.  I was happy nobody saw me and yet I had to disclose my predicament so I wrote it down – “I am flailing about”.  And then I thought this is crazy – got to go.  Next time I will turn on both computers, and get Lettuce and Gail Hellershank to meet.  Strength in numbers I say.  I hope I don’t dream about this tonight – then I will be very worried.