Posted in Holiday, News

Just Before Midnight

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

I am sad to say that I did not make it to midnight this time around. Instead of ringing in 2019, I fell asleep in a chair while listening to hockey around 10pm. Bishop went to bed early because he had a lot of work to do at the equipment company. The only ones to make it were Mr. C. Cow and Marslean.

I know that they had a fun time at midnight as there was a lot of popcorn on the floor, party string on the ceiling, and multiple juice boxes in the sink. I’m not sure why they were in the sink and not the garbage. I’m assuming that Marslean talked Mr. C. Cow into trying to make sink baskets with the empty containers.

Here are a few photos from 2018 of our various travels that I thought we would share as we look forward towards new journeys in 2019.

We hope that you all have a safe and happy 2019.

Many more travels to come!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

All photos taken by Cerulean in Second Life.

Posted in Nature, Real Life

Duck Hat

Mr. C. Cow and I went for a long hike the other day. It was beautiful out but really windy. Mr. C. had thought it a good idea to wear a hat to protect his head. It was bright yellow with ducks all over it. He was very proud of his hat but it kept “quacking” me up. (Get it…Get it…Mr. C. Cow didn’t get it…) The hat was a good idea but with the wind gusts it kept blowing off. I think we spent most of our time chasing after it. I tried to take a postcard picture of him wearing his hat but it blew off every time I snapped the photo.

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Sorry I Couldn’t Get A Picture Of The Hat!

We’re still traveling on our way to help Bishop out with this new business idea. (Mentioned it in our last postcard to you all BUT it’s still too early to tell you about it. Don’t want to spoil the surprise!) With all of the driving to try and get back home to help we needed a break. Stretch our legs (hoofs…fin flipper things…whatever). Take advantage of the sun shining. Chase after a hat fifty gazillion times.

I shouldn’t giggle at Mr. C. Cow’s duck hat. If he likes it he should wear it! Be who you are!  I’m proud of Mr. C. because he does exactly that. Sometimes it’s a fedora and other times its a Santa Hat in the middle of June. We could all learn a lesson from his awesomeness! Maybe I’ll make his day and buy a chicken hat to wear when he wears his duck one.

Friends Of A Feather Stick Together You Know! (He did get that joke!!)

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photo taken somewhere in Virginia. We were extremely lucky and did not get any of the snow the East Coast got this past week. All we’ve had is rain and LOTS of wind. To everyone dealing with the bad weather, freezing conditions, and mounds of snow we hope that you all stay safe!

Posted in Tourist Attraction, Town/City

Dairy Angels Watching

A Poem By Mr. C. Cow

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Riding high above the town.

Cow in the clouds looking down.

Like an dairy angel watching over the herd.

Moving box on wheels higher then a bird.

A curve makes you disappear from view.

Miles make you a memory new.

I wonder as I look around.

What wonders there I may have found.

If I had stopped and got to know you.

A friend I would have to share your view.

Postcard Posted For Mr. C. Cow By Tipsy

Yes….I totally clapped for him getting all poetic! Not too bad for a cows first try! Awww! Baby cows first poem! 

*Gets all teary eyed*

Location: Risian Flux (M)

Posted in News, Real Life

Vincent Van Moo

Today we got a WONDERFUL letter from Mr. C. Cow’s cousin “Cowabunga”. He’s been a avid reader of our postcards since the beginning. He sent us a few pictures of his artwork.

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Here we can see Mr. C. Cow and the camper stopped at some lovely flowers. Cowabunga informed us that he thought we would stop at flowers because we would use them to decorate the camper. (Note To Self: Get a nice flower vase so we don’t have to keep putting flowers in old jars of peanut butter.)

My favorite part of this drawing he sent us has to be of Mr. C. Cow himself. I’ve never seen a happier cow holding a flower!

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Because Cowabunga wanted to be a part of this post he sent us a great selfie. I wonder if he has a  special selfie stick to use when you have hoofs. If not then someone should invent one. Although, you might not make too much money as I’ve never met a cow that didn’t try to pay for something with cud.

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Cowabunga did send us the original drawing so we hung it up on our little camper fridge. Mr. C. Cow used his flower shaped magnet he got at a park we visited to match the flowers in the drawing. We send a big THANK YOU to for sending us the drawing as well as the photos. We’re really going to have to visit Mr. C. Cow’s cousin sometime.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

If you would like to send us a picture of any drawings you have depicting our adventures on the road you can send them to tipsycerulean@gmail.com!

Posted in Nature

I Wanna Go Home

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We’ve been on the road for a very long time. Mr. C. Cow missed talking to his friends that lived in our neighborhood. I really wanted to go dust our house because, after this long being gone, I assumed that everything was super dusty.

Right now, when not on the road, we just called a small place in the middle of the country our home base. No real point in having some HUGE home when you’re never in it. Also….Mr. C. Cow likes to track mud into the house. A smaller house is a little easier to mop up mud hoof prints.

Mr. C. Cow was ECSTATIC to see many of his neighborhood friends while we were home. Bess the stock trading cow. Frank the lumber jack-rabbit. The sheep twins. They threw a party in the yard full of wine, food, and dancing. I’m glad he got to see his close friends. I’m not glad that they left empty wine bottles in the yard.

It was nice to be able to see the things you’ve collected throughout your life that fill a home. The baby pictures of Mr. C. Cow. The vegan chicken nugget collection we got at a veggie meat museum. It’s also a good idea to check your mail because, even on the road, you still gotta pay the bills.

Stupid bills!

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After a few days of being home we started to get the itch to get back on the road. It started out more like a nagging twitch followed by an annoying scratch. Before it became a full-blown rash we knew it was time to head back out.

We did realize something while taking a few days to go home. No matter where you are or how far away from your home base you are you are never far from home when you travel with someone you love.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Our location is actually my personal home base in Second Life. If you’re wondering how Mr. C. Cow and I pay the bills we’ll talk about that in the future!

Posted in RP, Tourist Attraction, Town/City

Luggage-Go-Round

My best friend, Pieni, needed a ride to the airport and we were lucky to be in her neck of the woods. It’s good to have a bestest friend that doesn’t mind having to give up the shotgun seat to a cow. (Tip: Cows don’t like giving up their seat). She’s the greatest! She has the nickname “Cakefox” and I have heard rumblings that she likes to steal cakes from individuals. I would like to state that I have NEVER seen her steal any cakes. She’s really good at sniffing out the free cakes but she is no thief. She “iz a lady”.

When we came to pick her up she had, possibly, the GREATEST outfit to ever wear on an airplane. I knew she was going on a trip to the beach but I have never seen anyone so excited. This could be the first time anyone has worn swimmies on an airplane. I am guessing that she was not only ready for the beach but also prepared just in case of a water landing. Safety first I always say!

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There are friends you love to hang out with. Then you have the friends you might help move a couch. A friendship that involves taking someone to an airport could be, in my opinion, the best friendship one would ever have. A good example of how one must be in the ultimate friendship zone to take someone to the airport is parking. It’s impossible to park a camper in a parking garage. We know this because Mr. C. Cow once tried to park the camper in a garage compact car space. One “Low clearance” sign, a rear view mirror, and a cows pride were lost that day.

It took us a while to find a parking space but the air gods of travel were on our side when we found a place specifically for campers. It did take us a long while to do so I ran into the airport while Pie got her luggage. There are so many different lines I was confused as to where to stand. I stood in a line that ended up being for coffee. Another line was for the bathroom. I finally found the correct line and held a place for Pie until she could run (Or I should say swim fin waddle) in to take her place.

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While Pie was waiting to do the things one does at an airport besides get lost I realized that I hadn’t seen Mr. C. Cow for at least 10 minutes. After searching around I found him riding around with some luggage.

“No! Mr. C. Cow! That is not a merry-go-round!” I yelled as I ran at full otter speed towards him.

Security wasn’t too happy and neither were the people who needed to get their items. I apologized profusely to everyone and quickly ushered him off to get another coffee. Decaf this time.

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Finally, after much decaf coffee and a cake or three for Pie they called for her plane to be boarded. We hugged (being careful not to pop her swim ring) and promised to see each other more often. I can’t wait to see what kinda of postcard she sends us on her vacation!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: East River Intercontinental Airport (M)

I would like to thank Pieni for helping us out with todays postcard! You can find her at:

Cake Fox in Second Life.

Galleria Kakku (Art Rocks!)

Heimo SL Blog

Rainbow Tinies On Facebook

She is one busy fox! I’m glad she got to go on vacation.

Posted in Tourist Attraction, Town/City

Mayor Chicken

The other day Mr. C. Cow and I drove through a town that had a chicken statue.

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I thought that, maybe, the chicken had been some sort of historical figure. The world was a different time when the Chicken was alive. Back in 1743 Captain Chicken found himself surrounded by the great turkey hordes from the North. His rations as well the moral of his soldiers was low. Only armed with a corn kernel and his own drumsticks, Captain Chicken was able to defeat the invading poultry army. The villagers rejoiced in his victory and decided to erect a statue in his honor.

Mr. C. Cow thought he might be the founding chicken father of the village. A long time ago chickens would travel via wagon train to find a new home. Making his way through the dangerous swamps of North DaLafornia, Mr. Chicken came across a clearing. Here, he felt, was the perfect place to settle down. Maybe raise a few eggs. Build a few coops. Here, in this beautiful clearing, a village was born. In honor of founding the village they erected a statue in his honor.

How did this chicken statue get here? Who built it? Was he an important chicken? Our imaginations ran wild as we got back into the camper and sped off. After about an hour we realized something…..WE FORGOT TO READ THE STATUES PLAQUE!

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: New Toulouse (M)

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Posted in Road, Tourist Attraction

Take The A Train

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Mr. C. Cow and I got up early today to catch a scenic train ride. I would call it more of a trolley ride as the train didn’t look like one to me. When I think of a train I usually picture a large engine with a bunch of cars stuck to it. Something from the Santa Fe Silver Bullet Union Chattanooga Choo Choo class. Sometimes they might even have a caboose at the end. Mr. C. Cow loves the word “Caboose” but has a hard time pronouncing it. Usually it comes out sounding like “CaMoooooose”.

We had decided to take a round trip trolley/train ride because Mr. C. Cow wanted to cross this vast bridge we saw in the distance. It wasn’t a bridge for campers and I tried explaining this to him.

“It’s a train bridge Mr. C.”

“But Moooo…..”

“I’m sorry but you can’t take a camper on a train bridge. It’s dangerous!”

“Awww…But…Moooo…”

“We’re on a bridge over the water right now for campers. Why do you want to go over a different bridge over the exact same water?”

You get the picture of how this conversation went and can probably guess that all the questioning led us to waiting for a trolley/train early in the morning. I’m pretty cool with it because I don’t have to drive.

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If you’ve never been on a train ride before then I highly recommend it. There is something relaxing about watching the scenery go by out a train car window. Or in our case a trolley car. I’m still confused about the whole trolley yet it’s a train thing. Maybe the train called in sick and the trolley was just filling in for him. Maybe the train got into an argument with management and was let go from his job. The only replacement they could find on such short notice was a trolley.

One Man’s Train Is Another Otters Trolley. 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location:

SLRR In Mocha (G) – Starting Point

GSLR Purple Right Of Way (M) – Ending Point

Posted in RP, Tourist Attraction

Millennium

Mr. C. Cow and I learned a valuable lesson today. Actually it’s probably more then one lesson but we’ll just lump them all together as one giant lesson. A super lesson. A lesson of epic proportions.

Sorry…our postcard was getting a little dramatic with the words. 

If you EVER run into a weird wall or fence that looks old, something out of a horror movie, or is broken then don’t drive your camper into the area they are trying to keep you out of. Maybe they have some sort of quarantine or keep out death and cross bones combo sign on said wall or fence. Don’t drive your camper past it. If you see green fog coming from said area…you get the idea.

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These lovely gentleman you see in the postcard above that we have sent to you have reminded us of such foolishness. They, politely, have informed us that we can only send you a postcard of them as a reminder of why one should not be foolish to wander into an area that may or may not be “off the map” or ———– (Gentlemen in the lovely uniforms have removed this comment for security reasons).

I can say that we saw absolutely nothing, it was a boring ride, and we did not accidentally drive into an area surrounded by walls, a fence, or quarantine signs. Nor did we see big guys in uniforms with guns and a possible ———— (Once again these lovely armed gentlemen have removed this comment for security reasons).

Trust No One.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: Lost Temple Of Death (M)

Posted in Nature, Tourist Attraction

Wrong Turn At Albuquerque

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Mr. C. Cow and I have decided to write a few camper tips to save you all from the dangers of the road. We’ve been doing this for a long time so, I guess, you could consider us camper experts. Camper-sperts. Experters.

We’re still working on a word.

Our expertise in the wonderful world of travel became glaringly apparent when we accidentally drove up the side of a volcano. The expert part was not the volcano driving but the fact that we survived. No one should have to hear a cow goat scream in terror as it leads to many sleepless nights.

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Here is a list of a few things you should be mindful of when on the road.

Do not drive your camper up the side of an active volcano. Besides melting your tires and risking death it’s just not a smart thing to do. Sure. It looks pretty, especially at night, but it’s not a good thing. Lava hot.

To avoid a volcano driving underwater is also not advised. Campers cannot swim. Some do float but I don’t recommend flooding your engine with water and possible lava from above.  Not to mention explosive interaction with water and lava as well as other science-y things.

 If you run out of pretzels don’t panic and start driving erratically. Just find the nearest carry out/gas station/grocery store and buy more.

Don’t forget to bring your towel.

 I think that you all know by now that a first aid kit, spare tire, martini making supplies, and tools are essential while traveling. Have you ever thought about the importance of ear and nose plugs? If you’re traveling with someone who moo snores or seems to get gas all the time then you need them.

 Always travel with multiple pairs of sunglasses. Not only will you look cool but you’ll be happy you brought extras when your travel buddy sits on them.

Find Um’ Don’t Grind Um’. Woooooooo!!!

Motor oil can not be used to pop popcorn.

If you can’t see over the steering wheel and need to prop yourself up you can use the 50 empty pizza boxes SOMEONE left in the camper. Just make sure they are not open. No one likes sitting on melty cheese.

Don’t forget to hug your travel buddy and tell them you are happy they are with you every day. It’s important because, without them, sometimes you wouldn’t have a list of things to look out for.

Be safe. Don’t drive on an active volcano. Don’t sit on melty cheese.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Location: Orwood Volcano (G)