
I know that Wichita bears a striking resemblance to the generic
girl-next-door avitar. Someday maybe I'll master changing her appearance.
Courtesy: Second Life
Wichita Hutchinson is not just the name of a
television news market. She's also one of the newest inhabitants of a place called
"Second Life."
I created Wichita as part of a class assignment in one of the more frustrating hours of my life. Just like when I tried to embrace playing space invaders in junior high (to impress a boy), I wanted to embrace the Second Life metaverse before me (to impress my professors), but once again, I spent most of my time fighting technology.
Wichita is my proxy in this virtual world, but I have very little control over her. I can't get from one place to another without running into something. Driving a car was an exercise in futility. I did find notecards to help with life in Second Life, but when I went to capture them, I was told that I didn't have the right permissions.
Now this isn’t to say that I can’t master Second Life. The obvious solution is to spend a substantial amount of time digging into this virtual world. If I really apply myself, I'm sure that I could master walking, chatting - even flying.
The trouble is that I have a first life. It requires things like mowing, cleaning and doing homework. If there's free time left, there's choir, being a youth sponsor, choreographing, and volunteering.
So which of these do I give up to gain a second life? None. I'm perfectly happy living my first life. While I'm glad I had an opportunity to explore this virtual world, I don't see myself taking up residence any time soon.
And I'm not alone. Apparently most people who create avitars don't stick around too long. According to Second Life's statistics page, while the number of total residents (anyone who's ever created an avitar) is nearing a billion, the number of residents who've come back in the last 30 days doesn't top a million. Others have questioned the need for a second life. In fact, someone's even created a parody site.
But just letting Wichita disappear into the Second Life mist doesn't seem right either. Perhaps I should write a virtual obit for her. Unfortunately, it would read something like: "She had a brief and uneventful life where she spent most of her time running into inanimate objects."