What sex are your friends - THE RESULTS

Thankyou to everyone who answered my survey about what sex your friends are. The results are a bit mixed, but lets see what we can learn:

First up, absolutely no-one thought that there were more male than female avies, and only a small number of people thought it was 50-50. So we're all agreed that female avies are the majority.

Looking just at the female respondents, a pattern emerges which I thought I might see: women have mostly female friends in real life, but mostly male friends in SL. In fact, none of the women who said their RL friends were "more female than male" gave the same answer in SL (they split, half saying "more male than female" and half saying "about 50-50".

The same pattern comes through with the guys (albeit with fewer respondents - big surprise). We generally have more male friends in real life (although there was some spread, and one guy reported that he had almost exclusively female friends), but mostly female friends in SL.

Interestingly, the guy who had almost exclusively female friends IRL was the one guy who who had more male friends than female in SL.

Conclusion:
The gender makeup of your friends in SL tends to be inverted from the gender makeup of your friends in RL.

Addendum: You can play with the survey results yourself at HeySurvey.

5 things you didn't know about me

Late to the party, here's my take on CeN's 5 Things meme:

In RL:

I have alarmingly long hair
I'm an Americanophile and think the UK should become the 51st state while it's still worth it.
I have a master's degree in computer science.
I am writing this on a train, on my phone
I love cooking, but I live on my own so I don't have an audience often enough.

In SL:
I have lived on the same island since January, and my new shop is rented off the same landlord.
I don't have an SL family. I'm not judging those who do, I just don't.
I hardly ever voice. I know very few people who do.
I have had a go at creating one of everything - building, sculpting, scripting, posing, texturing, sounding. Right now sculpting is the funnest.
I love finding new hair, shoes, skins, whatever - but most SL fashion for men seems to focus on either the frat boy or the pimp look. I hate those looks.

A selection of YouTube-flavoured treats

For anyone who's BORED but has internets, here's what Chari and I have been watching all night. They're all music vids, no swearing or nudity as far as I can remember. No captions or titles because I can't remember what any of it was without looking :P

See if you can guess which ones I picked and which ones she picked (they alternate).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvR-GYtNKnY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GVE7lRZuFM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dICJ9cpYS24
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0EsFv1M8lM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trq7iQ_p2nk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdL8UbLBUDM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eh0rAUwZSQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDuRabxs7oA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3R0RHNHaU4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fG8eQBSp9Ao

You think wat, we free entertainment ah?!

I accidentally lit the blue touchpaper yesterday by putting my Singaporean best friend Chantalelisa Jewell head to head with my new Malaysian friend, Quaintly Tuqiri. I wanted to hear them arguing in Singlish.

Chantalelisa was a little hesitant to get started, but soon got into the swing of it:

Chantalelisa Jewell: u say wan
Chantalelisa Jewell: i just follow
Quaintly Tuqiri: of cos i say lar if not who say?
Chantalelisa Jewell: confirm not penn say. he so blur like sotong
Quaintly Tuqiri: he memang dunno wat we talking wan
Chantalelisa Jewell: ok ok
Quaintly Tuqiri: so bad hor we all
Chantalelisa Jewell: we no bad, penn bad
Penn Euler: you're right, i have no idea, but it's great!

But then somehow I became the target of a combined Asian assault!

Quaintly Tuqiri: yalar penn go ask us to fight!
Chantalelisa Jewell: he want to kena slap
Penn Euler: yipes!
Quaintly Tuqiri: ya asking for trouble man!
Chantalelisa Jewell: whack him upside down
Quaintly Tuqiri: kenot simply disturb girls wan you know
Penn Euler: Alla mak!
Chantalelisa Jewell: inside out, then he know
Quaintly Tuqiri: ya we have the women power!
Chantalelisa Jewell: wah he so smart wan..use alamak
Quaintly Tuqiri: haha now he scared dy
Penn Euler: I'm calling chari over to hear this, it's awesome
Chantalelisa Jewell: no no, enough already
Quaintly Tuqiri: you think wat, we free entertainment ah?!
Chantalelisa Jewell: want to hear must pay ah
Penn Euler: i'll give you both a free piano!
Chantalelisa Jewell: so cheapo
Quaintly Tuqiri: we perform for you must have marnee ler!
Chantalelisa Jewell: u think money grow on trees is it?
Quaintly Tuqiri: yalor!

Thankfully Charisma arrived at this moment to lend moral support:

Quaintly Tuqiri: hi charisma!
Chantalelisa Jewell: this apek confim money no enough
Penn Euler: i'm being ridiculed in Singlish!
Chantalelisa Jewell: hi Charisma
Charisma Kingsford giggles
Quaintly Tuqiri: apek or ah beng first???
Chantalelisa Jewell: oh ah beng
Quaintly Tuqiri: i think he ah beng lar
Quaintly Tuqiri: he too young to be ah pek
Chantalelisa Jewell: cos he a bit young to be ahpek
Quaintly Tuqiri: yalor
Chantalelisa Jewell: now he bring his ahlian
Penn Euler: i think they're being rude about me, but it's hard to tell
Charisma Kingsford: mmmm-hmm!
Chantalelisa Jewell: hehehehe
Quaintly Tuqiri: but mebbe need some yellow hair first then only real ah beng
Chantalelisa Jewell: lol
Quaintly Tuqiri: eh ah beng got wear suit wan ah?
Penn Euler: what the hell is an ah beng?!
Chantalelisa Jewell: ok, that is enough singlish/manglish for the day
Quaintly Tuqiri: haiyor, you dunno, mah google lor
Quaintly Tuqiri: don so lazy wan!
Chantalelisa Jewell: yah lor, can don be so laxy

So what the heck is an ah beng? And why was I being called one?

Chantalelisa Jewell: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ah_beng
Chantalelisa Jewell: so pampered
Penn Euler: Ah Beng is a term commonly given to a member of a group of young Chinese men in Southeast Asia, particularly Singapore and Malaysia. These Chinese men, whose age range from their early teens to late 20s, usually centralise in the busier and more developed cities in the region, but are usually seen as originating from smaller or more rural towns.

Finally Quaintly called Aureis Trevellion over, who is also Malaysian, and she saved me by injecting some sense into proceedings:

Chantalelisa Jewell: hello Aureis
Quaintly Tuqiri: wah your shoes so the pink!!
Quaintly Tuqiri: Aureis, Penn, who finds Singlish/Manglish very entertaining
Quaintly Tuqiri: he a bit strange wan lar
Quaintly Tuqiri: don layan too much k
Quaintly Tuqiri: Aureis oso Malaysian like me
Aureis Trevellion: yes...but not as strange as quaintly
Chantalelisa Jewell: so we now can suan him
Quaintly Tuqiri: but she no speak Manglish wan
Quaintly Tuqiri: too proper oredi
Quaintly Tuqiri: ya but she infected by the Brits lar
Quaintly Tuqiri: how can liddat!
Chantalelisa Jewell: u don no meh
Aureis Trevellion: oh shut up...you don't actually speak like this either you know?

Thankyou, Aureis! But even more, thankyou to CJ and Q for keeping me so well entertained!

What Penn got at the Truth sale

I expect y'all visited the heaving nightmare of the the Truth sim, didn't you? It was one-out, one-in all evenig for me, and it was like wading through molasses on a January day once I was there. Here's how I got in:

[12:15] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: whoever wants in at truth, cue up, im tping out
[12:15] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: ready....
[12:16] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: set...
[12:16] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: go....
[12:16] Cailin Navarathna: lmao
[12:16] Penn Euler: I GOT IN!!! Thankyou Caillaigh!
[12:16] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: yay!
[12:16] Caillaigh Elfenbeim: you're welcome

It certainly was busy... this picture hardly seems to do it justice:


I got loads of stuff, which I may or may not blog later - I suspect there'll be a lot of people blogging their wins. I managed to find Chari there, and we struggled towards each other in slow motion. After an hour of compulsive purchasing we were both very glad to TP out to somewhere we could walk unimpeded and had a little fashion show for each other.

Firstly, we decided that matching hair is slightly more tragic than matching anoraks:


Along the way I'd bought 4 fat packs of hair, and one of them made me just look like Alex James. Coupled with a "hitman" suit, also from Truth, I was told that I wasn't allowed to change, ever again:

I reckon I'm going to keep that hair for a bit.

Chari liked it so much that I got glomped:


I didn't get enough pictures of all the pretty things she bought, but here's a cute burgundy dress:


That's it for now. I'm going to be away from SL for an extended weekend (back Tuesday afternoon UK time/Tuesday morning SL time), so the piano is on hold till then :'(

Penn's busy weekend

I was totally busy while I was on SL this weekend, but somehow I hardly generated any pictures from it.

The main thing was working on the the low-prim piano, which was going really well until I totally arsed it up and made it look like a panda. At that point I had to forget that I was a man and sat down and had a damn good stamping, crying hissy fit all over it. Anyway, no pictures because it isn't finished and frankly right now it's awful.

Then I was running round the grid looking at malls because my current mall was moving and I didn't love the replacement I was being asked to move to. I ended up taking the plunge and renting a 64x64m commercial plot from the same guy I rent my home plot from. Lots more work to do now turning it into a shop. No pictures, because right now it's an explosion in a prim factory.

Yesterday morning featured Onigokking round a dildo tree. Dat's srs bidness, dat iz.

Then there was a shopping trip with Wry last night, but there are no pictures because... well, because I suck frankly.

Whoooo, spoooooky

I was over at BAPFH looking at houses after Caillaigh Elfenbeim asked if anyone had any recommendations, and I had to go round the corner and look at the graveyard at Tableau again. It's such a cool place.


But this time I dicscovered something new. Ambling through the pretty green haze, I fell into an open grave...


And ended up in this weird underwater club:


I had to enteratin the non-existent crowd, of course: