The moment we’ve all been waiting for. A real live presidential candidate authorizes his Second Life presence.

I attend yet another Microsoft party. My first in Second Life. It’s an open bar, but the drinks are virtual. Then the want me to hunt for eggs. That’s really asking too much.

My first report for

A slow period for the in world campaign groups affords me the time to speculate on some of the mysterious activities surrounding disappearing campaign headquarters. Also, I get attacked by an unhinged librarian. Like some of the campaign headquarters, she mysteriously vanishes when it becomes clear what a kook she really is.

My first article for Medialoper serves as a very high level overview of the current state of presidential politics in Second Life. It’s also an honest account of how little the job of virtual political correspondent actually pays.

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