There is no office of Second Life president.
Well…Why the hell not?
I, “Tipsy” Cerulean Capalini, have thrown my virtual empty gin bottle into the political ring to run for the first ever Second Life President.
I promise to tell it like it is, no matter how harsh the truth can be. I promise to not stop drinking & bringing you HIGHlarious SLA Review articles. I promise not to watch my language.
To hell with those who think they are important because they build a really kick ass Second Life club or a new virtual thong. I am of the avie for the avie. The common folks who like to shake things up (Then pour it into a martini glass with an olive).
Shout it from the prim rooftops. Pass the word along. Let’s get this campaign started!
(I would love to do a campaign tour through Second Life. If you are interested in being a stop drop me a line at the SLA Review In-World Office. Just drop a notecard in the mailbox.)