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Toga! Toga! Toga!

Bucket on Nowhereville threw a Toga Party last night, and once again, a fun time was had by all:

There was a wide variety of togas out there, but Caleb and Bela came out on top in the voting.

I guess Cee and Andi need some advice from Daphne and Tamara when it comes to toga shopping.

I didn't get a chance to snapshot it, but a very strange thing happened during the party. A toy ballerina showed up with a key in her back, but it rotated counter-clockwise as opposed to Cee's clockwise key.

Crap and Cee both came from a Caledonian Mechanical Manservant factory, but they suspect that this ballerina was some kind of construct out of Babbage commissioned by the Electric Sheep Company (her last name was "Sheep").

It's good to see more wind-up mechanicals wandering through Second LifeŽ, and those wishing to take the plunge should head to Dedric Mauriac's store on Woodbridge, or search for Dedric Mauriac on slexchange.com


Jack Pitts is firing up the crappy disco tunes tonight at 6PM on Club 301 Roller Rink, then we're doing another What Is This Crap? Trivia Night with slightly quicker rules.

Next week, there's no Bucket Party planned, so the Edloe Burn Ward is heating up, looking for ideas of things to do.

Next Saturday, JanesDean is coming by for a performance.

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