<?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-5364213418178439008</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:30:15.963-06:00</updated><category term='Coward'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='Slave'/><category term='Gorean'/><category term='Master'/><category term='Gor'/><title type='text'>THE FASHION POLICE</title><subtitle type='html'>~&amp;lt; Always on the run &amp;gt;~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-6731506246101080451</id><published>2010-07-22T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:00:49.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I wish upon a Starr</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496792021169394930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TEiHOFIA1PI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rMSj16eP2co/s200/memorial-for-starr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-6731506246101080451?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/6731506246101080451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-i-wish-upon-starr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/6731506246101080451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/6731506246101080451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-i-wish-upon-starr.html' title='When I wish upon a Starr'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TEiHOFIA1PI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rMSj16eP2co/s72-c/memorial-for-starr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-2556222829411603798</id><published>2010-07-18T07:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T07:10:20.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion is my Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELuwURbjpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pIio2DS33IM/s1600/Matteus+in+the+REAL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495217009188376210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELuwURbjpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pIio2DS33IM/s200/Matteus+in+the+REAL.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's time for me to start living up to my name and my title. Saying I'm a Fashion Police is one thing. BEING the Fashion Police is another. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; As much as I shop Second Life and Xstreet, it is high time I started giving out advice and handing out tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-2556222829411603798?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2556222829411603798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2010/07/fashion-is-my-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/2556222829411603798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/2556222829411603798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2010/07/fashion-is-my-passion.html' title='Fashion is my Passion'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELuwURbjpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pIio2DS33IM/s72-c/Matteus+in+the+REAL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-4230290744518432782</id><published>2009-12-12T02:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:11:30.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Romance</title><content type='html'>The last time I blogged in June, I was in the Shores of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arad&lt;/span&gt;. Tribal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cheif&lt;/span&gt; of the island chain. It was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovley&lt;/span&gt; home. But we left it to return to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Schendi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misha and I took a risk. But with great risk comes great rewards. Now Five months later. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Schendi&lt;/span&gt; has grown into an amazing blend of players and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;storyline&lt;/span&gt;. And we have been a solid force in the gay &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gorean&lt;/span&gt; world. And I think we can still reach others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to embark on a interesting time. But I am thankful I have my trusted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; and P&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;artner&lt;/span&gt; Mike. Thank you M&amp;amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to say thanks to Tracy and to Noah. Both of you for so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand it hurting badly. I want to say more. I hope to soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matteus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-4230290744518432782?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4230290744518432782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/4230290744518432782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/4230290744518432782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-romance.html' title='Bad Romance'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-7843989056821685890</id><published>2009-06-10T23:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:01:43.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow like honey, heavy with mood</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday turned out to be abysmal at best.  I was facing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trauma&lt;/span&gt; and drama. Maybe I got to worked up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;overTHUNK&lt;/span&gt; things. Who knows, and who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Misha cares. He knows me best. I love you boo bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Today, things rebounded. Friendships blossomed. And there was a day without rain ( drama ). I had a great time role playing.  Took a captive from White Water, a Dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ahn&lt;/span&gt; outlaw. And he was as cool of a character as I have ever encountered. He taught me a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WITH THE FLOW................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful river of Role Play to venture down if you allow yourself. I think even the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ubar&lt;/span&gt; of White Water found his Role Play enjoyable. ( Props to Alis for his creative thinking )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's is all..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-7843989056821685890?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/7843989056821685890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/06/slow-like-honey-heavy-with-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/7843989056821685890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/7843989056821685890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/06/slow-like-honey-heavy-with-mood.html' title='Slow like honey, heavy with mood'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-4958209387298710107</id><published>2009-06-07T19:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:53:01.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking idol thoughts in the devils workshop.</title><content type='html'>This blog will no doubt be some of my more idol musings for the month. Yes, it is true, I do not nearly blog enough.  Forgive me I live in interesting times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a time for reflection. As I was browsing over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bac's&lt;/span&gt; blog I noted how he mentioned that the OLDER or should I say more experienced players of GAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt; were bound to drive away the newer ones.  I can't say I agree with that totally. I mean a few bad apples are not going to ruin the yield of new players to the GAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt; grid.  Now mind you there are some whose dispassionate transnational from the states of being "in character" to flipping "out-of-character", NOW that is most likely to be the thing which ruins players enjoyment.  Hell bells Mary May June, I've logged over 500 days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gor&lt;/span&gt;, that's 20 lost weekends, and on average over 12 hours of lost sleep a week, and trust me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OOC&lt;/span&gt; bullshit turns me off quicker then a well diggers snatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New GAY players find GAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt; to be pivotal and exciting...... AT FIRST. But once they learn the song and dance of Cap and Trade the brilliant glory of GAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt; loses it's appeal rather quickly.  Soon it's the normal to rush off too save the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Taborians&lt;/span&gt; OR to stop the Dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ahn&lt;/span&gt;. Or sit around getting lectured in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IM's&lt;/span&gt; about what you FAILED to get right from some jerk off wasting your time and his with NEEDLESS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;occ&lt;/span&gt; drama.  Even I am guilty of throwing a wrench into the works to muck up the adventure cause I felt wronged by this and that or petty tit for tat.  But I have been trying to me more open and accepting of everyone hangups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having fun working over the Dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ahn&lt;/span&gt; as of late. They do have some dynamic players and there are moment of unscripted fun to be had with them. But I need to turn my attentions to other persons of interest.  Maybe it's time to look at the people of Scimitar again. Or launch new bold attacks on Tabor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt; is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;misha&lt;/span&gt; and I have built a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sim&lt;/span&gt; with the Shores of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Arad&lt;/span&gt; but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of people come visit us. We mostly have to drag people in chains to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sim&lt;/span&gt; to get it noticed.  It's true we are cutting edge GAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt;. We aren't a typical city state. We are geared for a more tribe like mentality. We call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; "islanders". I think the term has a fresh sound to it. BUT some like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jebez's&lt;/span&gt; ALT would scream it's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;GOREAN&lt;/span&gt;. No shit! Your not going to find it mentioned in the books. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;you have the consider the book are written to tell the tale of the adventures of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;handful&lt;/span&gt; of characters. The book are not a step by step break down of every little thing you'd find on the mythical world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Gor&lt;/span&gt;.  Not everything is covered in the books. And there is a tiny mention of some tribal men on the out lying islands of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Thassa&lt;/span&gt; ocean. This is where one needs to embrace the essences of ROLE PLAY over the desire to pull a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hussy&lt;/span&gt; and use the BOOK defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Jebez&lt;/span&gt;. I capped your ass NOT once, but twice. Learn to be as cool as me and then we can have this debate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-4958209387298710107?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/4958209387298710107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-idol-thoughts-in-devils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/4958209387298710107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/4958209387298710107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-idol-thoughts-in-devils.html' title='Thinking idol thoughts in the devils workshop.'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-3231464037690630371</id><published>2009-05-29T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:49:40.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GORE VS GOR</title><content type='html'>This week was sicking. I learned two days ago my boy Misha was taken captive and the events of his captivity were abhorrent. I was so shocked that I could not sign on. I couldn't believe the horrific condutions he had to endure in his role play for this sick **** that had him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own encounters haven't been glowing.  I was a captive of Dark Ahn. And mind you it was Commander Strom who had cappped me. NO NO NO, he can't crawl out of his hole if he isn't surrounded by his troops. I in fact was returned to finish out my stay from another day. But the mighty hunkered in Strom took it upon himself to give me a less than lack luster anal ribbing with a slave goad and some red hot peppers. Maybe he wanted spice up my salad before he tossed it. All I know is I'm not a cell phone in need of charging or a fricken salad shooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, what the hell has happened to sexy agression? If you want a little brutality in your moment of zen then find some verbage that works. Don't pull a scene from Saw one through five. Go play on a horror sim if you want to get some sick kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strom that was the second time you raped me. And it sucked worse than the first time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-3231464037690630371?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/3231464037690630371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/05/gore-vs-gor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/3231464037690630371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/3231464037690630371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/05/gore-vs-gor.html' title='GORE VS GOR'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-5568026127087973715</id><published>2009-04-28T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:54:34.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Report</title><content type='html'>Things and been nothing short of hetic in my life as of last.  The disturbing battle to find a new home while trying to prepare to leave the comforts of my current.  The days ahead, though dark for now, are lined in silver. And though this darkness carries me from my love and devotion to Second Life.  It's to better my First.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-5568026127087973715?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/5568026127087973715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/progress-report.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/5568026127087973715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/5568026127087973715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/progress-report.html' title='Progress Report'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-8726083502177089457</id><published>2009-04-25T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:05:10.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing In Action</title><content type='html'>Dearest few Friends I have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say I have good news and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with the bad news, first I have to share that I will be offline for about two weeks two days two hours and two many twos............OMG. I'm sorry about this. But it was coming. I needed to be out of the current home I was living in by the end of this month.  And sadily the place I will be moving into is even deeper in the woods then the last location. I have to pay to have a service installed into to get DSL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I found this place to live DEEP in the woods. With my good lesbian friends. And they have alot of lesbian friends. And now I'm learning all about lesbian lifestyles. Does this mean I have to start watching the L world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all you and I miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-8726083502177089457?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/8726083502177089457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-in-action.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8726083502177089457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8726083502177089457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing In Action'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-8610646694953060922</id><published>2009-04-05T15:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:50:37.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goreywood</title><content type='html'>Shine your light now, this time it's got to be good.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get it right now oh yeah, cause your in Hollywood...................     ( Madonna )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some serious characters to be uncovered in the world and sims of Second Life Gor. But aside from the myriad of personalities I have encountered it's the classes of these characters fall into which interest me. Right now I want to discuss OUTLAWS. Cause in all seriousness I've only met a handful of outlaws which have impressed me. All others are trying to hard or just flat out don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example of a superior role player and outlaw you can love to hate is ADES KANTO. This man has class and charisma and brings both to the game. I hate I don't have more encounters with him. If more outlaws were more like Ades then Gor of SL, in my opinion, would be far more enjoyable. Most Outlaws and or the slaves of outlaws think it is fine and dandy to be total assholes while hacking and slashing their perspective captives. That is just plan lack luster and rather lame. It take a good player with a creative mind who can move his or her captive without emoting cutting off fingers or other more personal private body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting to a point where good players are leaving and being replaced with far less experienced one. Me being one of them. Do I think I'm better than most players in Gor? YES I do. I am a superior player, actor and I know what the hell I'm doing more than most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I'm trying to make the typical role of the outlaw seem more exotic and rare by adding flare to it.  Breaking into the homes of the free and stealing their works of art and lofty scrolls and replacing the art with a painting of myself. Stealing their boots and outfits I happen to like the most.  I've even cluttered the rooms of Fortress Arad with various works of art. Not that we have enough guest to come visit us. We've had to force most of our friends to come and visit. I'm a little discounted that Abir doesn't visit more. Why is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-8610646694953060922?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/8610646694953060922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/goreywood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8610646694953060922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8610646694953060922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/goreywood.html' title='Goreywood'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-3553849845864306535</id><published>2009-04-05T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:03:50.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things must come to an end.</title><content type='html'>It was a year ago this time that my X Boyfriend had tired to cut me up and do me in. And the only thing I was thankful for was the fact I had Mike to talk to. And everyday since then he has been there for me. It's been a turblant past couple of years.  And all that is good in it really is Mike and our time in Second Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm disapointed to think that is all over with. Who care is there are a bunch of bad apples in the batch.  I try not to let them spoil my fun, but they do. I feel guilty for pulling Mike into Gor. He really took to it. To the Role Playing that is.  He seemed to really enjoy is in the start of it all. Now he feels much like I do. Wondering why we even bother to carry on? What is the point of it all?  It's so un nessessary all the bull-hockey. I'm ready to put a gun to my AVI's head and nuke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-3553849845864306535?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/3553849845864306535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/3553849845864306535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/3553849845864306535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All good things must come to an end.'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-2752911222051064646</id><published>2009-04-03T18:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:37:16.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master'/><title type='text'>Personal Scroll - Weatherwax, Matteuss J</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdaaKA-6fNI/AAAAAAAAADo/iLxjfVjjalE/s1600-h/Snapshot_018+(5).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320609506638068946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdaaKA-6fNI/AAAAAAAAADo/iLxjfVjjalE/s320/Snapshot_018+(5).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the personal scrolls of Praetor Matteus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coward- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a person who lacks courage in facing danger, difficulty, opposition, pain, etc.; a timid or easily intimidated person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my young cohort, Mickeal, felt it best to verbally brand me, of all people, a coward. No doubt his hot headed temper showed itself in such a vulgar display to me, his former master. It is not I who lack convictions, sadly it is he. For it is the heart of the cowardly that would abandon with dereliction the duty for which it beats. The heart of a slave has only one reason to bleed, one porpoise to pound, the will of the master to which it is devoted. To ignore that reason is, and of itself, not the heart of a slave, but that of a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it can be debated that I, by abandoning my homestone with conscious neglect of my code and duty, did displayed a act of cowardice in doing so. I beg to differ. I changed due to circumstances to overwhelming for one even as resolved as I to recover from. As the family I loved and protected slipped away like thieves in the night, they stole the love and devotion I held for all things dear, leaving me a hallow shell of my former self. Empty and rejected, altered and evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only the love of misha which remains now. He serves me with fire, his heart, pure as snow, more valuable than gold, belongs to me. If I commanded he fall on my steel, he would plunge his chest into my knife without hesitation and only dying words of devotion. He never wavers or failed me. misha is far braver then any creature I have ever known. I am the most blessed man on Gor because of him. My vast wealth is but a peasants fortune when compared to him. His love for me, in it's infinite diversity of infinite combinations... symbolizing the elements that create truth and beauty. There is no greater truth I have known next to him, My misha, he is &lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt; alone. I would fly into the face of the sun and pull it from the heavens for his love. A love far greater than that I have for thyself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praetor Matteus J Weatherwax&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-2752911222051064646?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/2752911222051064646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-personal-scrolls-of-praetor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/2752911222051064646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/2752911222051064646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-personal-scrolls-of-praetor.html' title='Personal Scroll - Weatherwax, Matteuss J'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdaaKA-6fNI/AAAAAAAAADo/iLxjfVjjalE/s72-c/Snapshot_018+(5).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364213418178439008.post-8624089856556503498</id><published>2009-03-31T04:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:47:04.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've only just begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdHk25gzhLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XK0XvwQwMt8/s1600-h/Snapshot_005+(6).bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319284266703750322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdHk25gzhLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XK0XvwQwMt8/s200/Snapshot_005+(6).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hello, I am Matteus Weatherwax.  I started my ( Second ) life on 28 January 2008.  And after all the wonderful adventures I have partaken in,  all the brilliant and vibrant personalities I have encountered.  I now have submitted myself to the grind of a blog, this blog.  To the way of the tweet, SLprofile, so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; have to admit Second Life has opened me to so many experiences.  And of the many adventures I have been blessed with, I've made some wonderious friends along the way. I've also wronged some undeserving people in the process.  I'm not perfect. As much as I pretend to be,  I'm far from it.  Flawed and varied.  Emotional and bitchy.  Loving and lusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any I have spurned with my behavior in the past,  I ask for your forgiveness.  For anyone I shall offend in the future,  you've been warned.  But in all seriousness, perhaps you too can forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only Human,........ playing a Gorean,.... masking at times as a timid neko alt.  In all that chaos I bound to fray from nerves and upset a few friends.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Franzi, Kenshiro, Codey, Mickael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and last but not least, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eddie Haskel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  To all of you mentioned, I own you an apology for my past transgressions. Please forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5364213418178439008-8624089856556503498?l=matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/feeds/8624089856556503498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-only-just-begun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8624089856556503498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5364213418178439008/posts/default/8624089856556503498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matteusweatherwax.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-only-just-begun.html' title='I&apos;ve only just begun'/><author><name>The Fashion Police</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18153203798953015556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/TELjnST5fjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/k-5nL-CHjis/s1600-R/332342.jpg%3F5516'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Au2PIB40k9M/SdHk25gzhLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XK0XvwQwMt8/s72-c/Snapshot_005+(6).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
