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Last Saturday, I celebrated my second rez day in Second Life: the big two.  And yes, it took me a week to reflect.  In my defense, I turn to the Irish caddy from The Family Guy:

Unlike last year, I actually held a small gathering of good friends and met a gaggle of new ones.  Last year, my rez day passed without my noticing.  This year, I had become so much more mature and aware in SL that I made sure that someone else hosted my party!  (A hat-tip to RedJess for that one).

I thought back to that time around my first rez-day–still wrapped in my noob skin, my 5L Raif hair.  I wandered SL naively without an AO.

A noob is like a child.  Unless the parent informs them that they need to recognize their rez day and rents out a laser tag arena, who will?  In SL, we rarely get the benefit of parental guidance in our early years.

While anyone can all spot a “noob” from a mile a way, I wonder if anyone can determine at which point an avatar exits that stage.  Is it the one-year mark?  Or is it a more abstract and subjective concept?

For me, I like to believe that each avatar year equals nine human years.  Yes, similar to the ratio of dogs to humans.

So this year, I turned eighteen years-old.  By that scale, I can play lotto, buy tobacco and vote.

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