Gday All
I think I have got to much time on my hands this week. Why I hear you ask?. Well because I have been thinking ( STOP LAUGHING  ). I been thinking about Outerworlds and what it means to be an OW cit and this being an OW Cit newsletter I thought what better place to express these thought than here. What is OW to me? Well to me its my CHEERS
( remember the TV show?) Well that's what it is to me a place where I can have a joke, have a beer or soda, catch up on the news from my friends from all over the world and 1 or 2 I think are from another planet as well heheheheh. But I have noticed a few things while spending all these years perched at the bar drinking, I’ve noticed just how close to Real Life VR can become, but then in a way  VR is Real Life im sitting here im chatting I am real am I not ?.And just like in real life Vr has its issues for me, the foremost being rumors ya gotta love em. So far this month I’ve heard...  Likeness is really Elvis.......Radiance was once a Choirboy.......Gentleman J is really Santa Clause.....OW is closing........WVRR is a Cuban propaganda tool......I gotta say I find them all funny as all heck ( Ill get back to you on the Santa thing but) thing is why do these rumors become fact so fast ? Human Nature  we loveeee the excitement of something new we are all naturally inquisitive. But as I said before VR is closely aligned with Real Life and as in real life rumors are great fun but can also be horribly destructive things. I have seen allot of good friends in Outerworlds stop being good friends on the whim of a rumor and I find that sooooooooooo sad, ya know what I do ? If I hear a rumor that may be hurtful I go straight to that person and enquire. Let me give you an example.......A few weeks back someone said to me Hippie OW is closing . Ohh I said  good my liver will get better hehehe. But then I said to them why are you telling me this ? They said cause its so sad I cant believe it . I then replied did you ask someone who might know about this ? Who they said ? Well I said maybe Likeness or Guardian, Texa  you know  someone who might have a better idea than me ? Ohhhhhhh no they said I can’t do that ? Why not I asked ? Cause they are always to busy and seem like they have there own little group they chat in. Im just a new cit and they don't have time for me .  Ohhhh dear I said maybe you have spent to much time in ActiveWorlds my friend lololo and I went on to tell my friend this.
You know those people who you say are to busy to  bother with you , well you couldn't be more wrong, sure they are busy but never ever to busy to help you mate. From Cit Number 1  to Cit Number 5000 whatever we are up to we are sooo much all the same just some people have come to OW a bit later in its life, but are no way less important than someone who started with OW when the Tiki bar was moved on a HUGE VR truck from AW  to OW. 
I then asked,
have you spoken much to people with Low cit numbers that have been here for what seems like forever and seem to know everything ?
No was the reply.
Why not man ?
I said hello once and didn't get an answer so I just thought they were always to busy and besides they are hardly ever chatting just sitting there not saying anything and when they do talk they talk to someone and I feel like im not welcome like a stranger.

OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I said

But you chatted to me my friend ?
He said yes you always chat
I said  but I don't do anything but chat hehehehe thats my thing  lemme tell you this .

Those people who you think aren't talking to you is maybe because you haven't spoken to them ? Maybe they think you are to busy to talk so they never say hello.

I never thought of that he said  and we made small talk after that.

A few weeks later this guy got back to me and was so happy lololol he said Hippie you were so right ( I said of course hahahahahah) I asked Likee something and we chatted
 fa ages , I wish I had just spoken up b4.
That's soooo cool I said

What I guess I am trying to say in a round about Australian way is don't be a stranger my opinion is we are all part of the new wave in Virtual Reality Technology and as such all of us need to work together to push it forward. You mightnt know it but just by chatting in OW you are making history and creating history, driving technology forward, and only by all of us working together will this be a smooth ride . I really wish our World Leader  would pop into OW sometime and see that Humanity is not numbers on a page or policies passed by governments but real people who laugh and love and cry.:):)

I therefore declare this week   Speak To a Cit You haven't Spoken To Before Week!!!!!!!!

And if yaw have a question never feel afraid or intimidated to ask the right person for an answer:):)

Peace Hippie

Letter from the Editor:
Hi Everyone ..
I want to apologize for how late the Newz has been coming  out lately.
I am totally swamped right now in my personal life and in VR.
I am starting a new business and winding up an old one in real, I have had out of town company, Had personal family emergencies, gone out of town,  and then to top everything off this month, my electro-mags kicked in and my computer played evil tricks on me. I lost a major chunk of the Newz at the last minute and had to re-do it *grinds teeth* and also received a blaster worm virus notice.
I have also been trying to spend more time in Outerworlds, welcoming new users and trying to break my “lurking” cycle and add some conversation and fun to OW.
Anyways ... I am going to try to catch up with the schedule and have the Newz out much earlier next month.
Please don’t throw tomatos or rocks at me when I deliver your Newz.
I am really sorry!
Radi”YerPoorRunninInCirclesElectroMagged”NewzGerl

That’s it for the August OuterWorlds NewzLetter
Thanks to each and every one of the citizens of OuterWorlds.
It's each and every one of you that makes OuterWorlds such a great place!

Keep Smiling...
Make someone else smile...
And don't forget to love yourself!

Peace Out

Radiance

On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the
quarters in her room. "I'll be right back and we'll go to eat," she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.

As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two black men already aboard. One of them was big.. Very big... and intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: These two are going to rob me. Her next thought was: Don't be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen. She stood and stared at the two men.

She felt anxious, flustered and ashamed. She hoped they didn't read her mind - but God, they had to know what she was thinking! Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all too obvious now. Her face was flushed. She couldn't just stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other foot and was on the elevator.

Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed. A second passed, and then another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move. Panic consumed her. My God, she thought, I'm trapped and about to be robbed!

Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore. Then one of the men said, "Hit the floor." Instinct told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take my money and spare me, she prayed. More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely, "Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what floor you're going to, we'll push the button." The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh.

The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her feet. "When I told my friend here to hit the floor," said the average sized one, "I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor. I didn't mean for you to hit the floor, ma'am." He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not laughing.

The woman thought: My God, what a spectacle I've made of myself. She was too humiliated to speak. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you? She didn't know what to say.

The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good evening. As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.

The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband.

The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred dollar bill. The card said: "Thanks for the best laugh we've had in years."

It was signed,

Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan

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