To Rez or not to Rez: that is the question 1

Rez

Rez (in Second Life) means to create or to make an object appear. If something were to appear out of nowhere, someone should say it "Rezzed in". Reresolution, or just simply, rerez, is when a program who was derezzed, "comes back to life", or resurrected. The term was inspired by the classic science-fiction movie Tron.

When an object or avatar is brought into the virtual world, it "rezzes". Textures used by the object may take a while to become fully visible, so when there's a lot of lag, objects may take a while to rez.

In Second Life, two friends teleport into a new location - 

"Oh, this place is beautiful!", "Can't see yet, I'm still rezzing."

"Whoa! My avie's hair hasn't rezzed for me yet."

Rezday

Rezzday is a word used for the anniversary of an account's creation day, often treated like a birthday.

Rez Day Party

Rez Day parties are events based on an AV's "Born" date as seen in their Profile (which is based on when the user created the avatar), and are analogous to a birthday in real life. The scope and nature of the celebrations vary greatly, just as they do in real life.

The term Rez Day came into vogue to distinguish between SL and real life birthday parties.

Ruth

Ruth is Second Life's default avatar. Upon teleporting or logging in to the system, avatars sometimes revert to the default shape and appearence, especially if the grid is experiencing difficulty, and may or may not include any current attachments or clothing currently assigned to them. Ruth appears as a short human female with tuxedo style clothing, short, straight red hair, and white skin.

To force the avatar to the correct shape and appearance, users can rebake their textures, teleport to another location, or log out and log back into the system

Me ruth at a concert of Ricky at Fabulous. Picture made by Gib Niekerk

This person not wants me to publish his name. <<broad smile>>

William Shakespeare - To be, or not to be (Hamlet Act3, Scene1)

To be, or not to be: that is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;

No more; and by a sleep to say we end

The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;

To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause: there's the respect

That makes calamity of so long life;

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,

The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,

The insolence of office and the spurns

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscover'd country from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry,

And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!

The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remember'd.

sources: secondlife wikia, urban dictionary.