All Vai Aside

Well, I was all set to blog a bit about how we saw local TV guy Vai Sikahema walking his dog in our neighborhood this afternoon.

Well, actually my husband saw him...I was attempting to memorize the contents of the Target circular (a plan of attack is essential when discount shopping!) as we drove by Vai.

Anyway, my intention was to tie in the sighting with an observation about how the only celebs we have locally are TV news people (and isn't that a just a little bit sad?)

Unfortunately, a series of distractions called to me when I sat down to blog. First, was a very funny Aimee Mann YouTube trilogy (and she is just adorable)...



...then, I somehow found myself playing with a photosphere in Second Life.

A bit of everything...with no attempt to match

So, sorry Vai, I will not be elaborating on your stellar appearance on our street. Even though you seem like a swell guy. Even though you've got the best name of any Philadelphia anchorman (Just say it out loud folks -- "Vai Sikahema" -- it dances off the tongue!)

I won't even go into how I saw Vai jogging shirtless last summer. Or how we learned that he likes sushi.

Instead (because I am lazy and words seem to be hurting my head at the present moment) I will present a Second Life snapshot (dedicated to Merujo) of Dwight Shelford's apartment - Dwight Shelford being the avatar of the fictional Dwight Schrute of The Office fame.

Let's see...we've got the pretend apartment of a pretend avatar based on a pretend human. This is seeming more and more pointless all the time. But I guess that's the point.

Being a homeless avatar, I'm continuously looking for a quiet place to change "my" clothing...and it was for that purpose that I spent a bit of time in Dwight's deserted apartment a while back.

The Office-inspired booze cruise ship in the sky below was my changing room another day.


I promise some real actual sentences next post. Although I can't promise those sentences will be of any relevance whatsoever.