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Gaius Goodliffe

Gaius Goodliffe

Sometimes scientist, sometimes mystic. Sometimes gentleman, sometimes scoundrel. Sometimes explorer, sometimes pirate. Sometimes engineer, sometimes magician. Sometimes human, sometimes dragon. Always Gaius Goodliffe.

Upon reading my profile (quoted above), a lady recently observed, "You appear to be a man of contradictions," to which I could only reply, "Well, I am and I'm not."

Gaius Goodliffe was born into the world of Second Life on December 23rd, 2005. Like a lot of people new to Second Life, I didn't quite get it at first. I did a lot of exploring, sight-seeing, riding a motorcycle down the roads of the mainland, looking for anything interesting to be found in the world (and quickly discovering a motorcycle can easily outrun SL's ability to rez the road ahead). I'm thankful that I had not yet learned how to take screenshots, or I'd be forced to reveal embarrassing photos of me as a newbie.

Eventually, it clicked that all I was seeing was created by other users, not handed down by the game gods, and that I could start making things too. The world of SL was the ultimate tinkertoy. I've been hooked ever since.

My interests include science, particularly astronomy and physics, philosophy, particularly epistemology, and aviation, particularly LTA aircraft. My favorite authors include (in no particular order) Zelazny, Niven, Heinlein, Asimov, Eddings, Plato, and Nietzsche. I prefer Emacs over vi, although I use joe more than anything else. I think the C programming language is a substantial improvement on most of its successors, although these days I pump out more PHP than anything. I prefer Debian GNU/Linux on my servers and Mac OS X on my desktop. My musical tastes run from Vivaldi to Rammstein. My favorite mystical tradition is the Sons of Ether. The only governor I voted for twice was a Republican, and the only president I voted for twice was a Democrat. For many years I was certain no one would be a better Doctor than Tom Baker, but that honor now goes to David Tennant. However, Leela still kicks any other companion's ass. Cats rule, dogs drool, and the world is facing eventual subjugation at the paws of evil squirrels (it's a fact).