Takashi and rags were entertaining us with their antics, with steve Emodemon putting his little jabs in occasionally. This was nicely diverting and helpful in its own way, defusing my temper. But for me, the hero of the evening was Lost Quar. He interrupted (without even being asked) a conversation with a friend to help me assist the naked man, who only spoke Portuguese. He took him off the plaza and patiently talked to him for at least 20-30 minutes, explaining to him how to put on clothes. Apparently, the man was insisting that "wear" didn't work. Just as Lost was asking me to try to help, the man figured out what to do.
After Lost returned to his friend, he seemed surprised I didn't want to interrupt him again. How could I not want him to enjoy companionship of others?
Let me just wear my heart on my sleeve for a moment...Lost is one of the most genuine and sweetest men I have met. His happiness remains important to me. I think we have been a mutual support to each other, although maybe he doesn't see how much he has supported me.
In other ways, the night was enjoyable. I talked to Ganymede Zeplin about building and he shared his house with me. I am impressed with his building skills with so little time in SL. I asked him to try my ring and we discovered it's too big, even for man hands. I had Andree try it too and a smaller version. It needs work...Andree is another who has impressed me with his building skills. I remember the first day I met him shortly after he was born. I think he has found SL to be a place where he can learn and enjoy and where he can love and be loved, an intelligent guy behind that language barrier.


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