I logged in to SL today on the Ajaxlife platform... not sure if you can call it a "viewer", since you can't actually use it to view anything. But you can IM. It works for those people you want to contact in SL, people for whom you don't have any RL info. Apparently you can use it to sort inventory also (or so I heard) but I can't vouch for that since I couldn't get the inventory window to open.
Whilst I was on, Aureis came on too and proceeded to tell me that someone has rented the adjacent plot of land next to ours. Her exact words: "Yikes! We have a new neighbour! He's put up what looks to be a big ass fire engine red brick building next to your house."
"Is it ugly?" I wanted to know.
"Kind of," she replied.
At which point I started hyperventilating. I moved from my previous place because it was surrounded by ugliness, and so far I've really liked the new place. But the plot of land next to ours had been vacant all the while, so I hadn't needed to worry about the neighbours' aesthetic sense.
Then Aureis saw fit to add, "It's not exactly an eyesore, but not the most beautiful of places. It's a big square building... fire engine red brick texture. Nothing to love or hate about it, looks like a fire service station."
This only made me hyperventilate more. "If it's bad, I might want to move," I told her.
"You can't just move because you don't like the building next door! You'll always be moving!" she replied, obviously thinking I'd lost my marbles. "I wish you wouldn't be so snooty PTA mom about this... what if the neighbour had put up an aesthetically challenged house?"
"I would move! I can afford to be snooty in SL... since I can't in RL!" I retorted.
"Good point," she conceded.
Then she sent me a picture of the building.
I'm like... hey wait a minute, that isn't that bad... in fact, it's pretty nice!
...And then it hit me. My God, the woman is talking about UK fire stations!!!
Because when you say "fire-engine red" in my country... hey... this is the image I get (click for a larger view):
BRIGHT RED.
WTF. All the hyperventilating for nothing.
"You just love drama," Aureis accused me.
"I do not! You misled me!"
"You love drama! You live to be dramatic!"
"I do not!"