Part III: In Search of Live Music

Well, Lump turned out to be the proverbial tourist trap full of high prices and cheap goods. Plus, by the time I flew down there, the dart players had departed. Wasn't I going to look for a live music show? Let's see who's playing right now...

Hmmm...lots of funky sounding stuff to choose from. I was feeling kind of happy so why not check out DJ Thorn at Happy Days. Not sure what I'm in for, but let's go ahead and teleport our ass on over and check it out. Maybe I can steal some stuff.

Well, here we are. Where's the show? Wait. Judging by my radar in the upper right hand corner of the screen, it appears to be directly behind me.

Oh, man. What have I done. Do avatars really dance that dorkish? DJ Thorn isn't playing any favorites, as stated in his description, of mine. Maybe I judge to harshly. Let's take a closer look at the festivities.

Nope. It's as bad as I thought. At least they seem to be having fun though. Wait a sec. Is that a mechanical bull in the corner of the dance floor?

By Jove, it is! Yeee Haawww! OK, the show is not as unfun as I thought. I think I almost dropped my torch.

Although, predictably, all vehicles were theft proof. The owner didn't mind watching me try to swipe it though. And, it didn't shoot me a mile into the air. That's a plus.

A semi-fun time but my craving for house beats was not satisfied by the likes of this dud DJ cranking out 50s hit after 50s hit. I decided to teleport on out of there. I selected a discernibly electronic DJ show and off I went.

Sizzling. I was now on a small island occupied by a mostly glass house and a break-beat DJ going full swing. Now we're talking. Let's dance!

Get down! Dance! Dance! Dance! You would not believe the hilarity of seeing my lanky avatar gyrating and swaying to and fro. Maybe it was the torch that added the extra humor into my rhythm, but I wish my crotch glowed like that when I get funky in real life.

Whew! All that dancing wore me out. I had to sit down for a bit and scan the dance floor for honeys. I wish my avatar wouldn't lean back on his torch. It makes me nervous.

After shaking my rump for a while, the noise started to get to me. I longed for a quiet place with nature to settle down for the night. A quick scan of my map told me about the 2nd Life Botanical Gardens. Sounds interesting...

Ahhh, this is the life. I'll just read this book until dawn, watching the waves and mermaids and talking to my torch. I wonder what book I'm reading.

Next time: Looking for Political Headquarters! Any of them. Maybe McCain's will be hacked again.