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Moms

Havin' a Sim Party, Baby

I know I promised to get a recap of Con-Version up, but I just haven't been able to get any of it done. There's been way too much office work to catch up to slack off and do it at work, and at home, well, there's The Sims.


livin' la sima loca

It's not very often that I get a video game that both Lisa and I become addicted to. I play Diablo or Banjo-Kazooie or something and Lisa generally grabs a book and curls up in our nasty Laz-Y-Boy to wait until I finish chopping skeletons up or pooping eggs on things.

This time though, we both love the game and we've already begun the fights over play time.

Last night I get home from work and she's playing on the computer. I'm all tired and crap and want to let loose some steam on some little pixilated heads, so I say, "When's my turn?" Grumbling, she says 7:30, which is cool, cause I can re-heat some pizza and stuff while I wait. Okay, yes I did ask, "Is it my turn yet?" a few times while she played, but that's because she has a watch and I don't. So there.

So when she grudgingly gives up the computer and I get my chance to play, she's all like "My pool didn't save before the computer crashed*. Open my house and build it for me." And I'm all like "No way! I'm not using up my play time on your house!"

And then an hour and a half later, she's all like "So when's my turn?" and I'm like "You played all afternoon! It's my turn." and she's all like "Yeah, but you got to play for three whole days last week and I never did."

Just like her to use logic. At that point I consider sniveling about how it was my birthday present in the first place, but I just figure I'll take it like a man and go play with my Sleepy Hollow action figure.

We play the game in similar ways too. When I first installed it, we put together possibly the meanest couple on the block. Cranked all the points into 'Outgoing' and 'Active' and left hardly any in the 'Nice' and 'Neat' category. So we had slobs who like to harass people. They were bitchy and filthy and hated the sight of each other.

After that, we each created our own little bachelor places, with terribly sweet, neat people living beyond their means. Of course, the game uses the other saved games as your neighbors, so the nasty couple keeps coming over and dumping crap on the floor. The guy likes to scare my houseguests and the girl got in a fistfight on Lisa's lawn. We'll evict the soon I'm sure.

Lisa's not too keen about me moving in a pair of lesbians instead.

It's a really weird game, you know? The whole thing is filled with the minutiae of daily life. You sleep, you crap, you do dishes... beyond making out with the neighbor's wife, it's just like how everyone lives. Yet it's so damned involving! I was totally jazzed when Joe Schmoe finally got a kiss from Betty Newbie. He'll probably propose to her in a day or two. And I really want him to stop teaching high school science and get back to the labs. Whoops! Gotta remember to feed the fish.

Little pixel people suck.


* The beautiful black computer we got two and a half years ago is now on the verge of being completely obsolete. It is just barely within the minimum requirements for the game. It crashes about every half-hour or so and we lose everything. Save often, you say? Saving makes it crash more often -- and it crashes during the save. Sigh.
Mom Rating: 1. Mom shouldn't know I have a new game. She'll want to beat me at it. And her computer is better than mine.
Big Brother note: Karen! Out of the house!
Survivor! note: Kelly! Off the island!

Yesterday was so long ago...

Tell us something sappy.

Take me home, big fella

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