Friday, April 24, 2009

An Update ... of Sorts





tap-tap-tappity ...


CoTM has logged in

Joseph: Ohhh shiii ...!

CotM: Hello, Joseph. Long time no "see"!

Joseph: ...

CotM: I know you're there, Joseph. Your feeble attempt to ignore me by NOT logging in is an exercise in futility. I have my eyes and ears everywhere.

Joseph: ...

CotM: You have quite a lovely family, Joseph. A beautiful wife. A teenage daughter. And a newborn son. Would you rather I approached them instead?

Joseph: ... *sigh* ...

Captain ManBeast has logged in

CotM: Ah, there you are, Joseph. What took you so long to log in?

Captain ManBeast: I was working on my blog ... needed to save it first.

CotM: Mmm ... my "Spidey" senses are telling me that you're lying to me, but I'll let that slide ... for now.

Captain ManBeast: Is there something I can do for you? It's been quite a while since you last wreaked havoc in my life. What have I done to deserve to be in your "presence" once more?

CotM: My, my, MY! Someone is a bit testy this morning! Maybe you've caught a chill sitting in front of your computer with no shirt on. Why don't you go put on a shirt?

Captain ManBeast: I'm fine ... and how do you know what I'm wearing (or not wearing) anyway?!

CotM: I told you, Joseph. I have eyes and ears everywhere. I know what you've been up to.

Captain ManBeast: I can't say as I know what you're talking about.

CotM: Playing dumb are we? Well, let me refresh your memory.

CotM has attached three pictures

Captain ManBeast: Where'd you get those?!

CotM: I keep trying to tell you, Joseph, I have eyes and ears EVERYWHERE. When is that concept going to become ingrained in your brain?

Captain ManBeast: It's there now ...

CotM: Good! So ... 'splain, Lucy!

Captain ManBeast: What is there to explain? I'm learning REAL magic for my job. If I'm going to become a SimWorld famous Prestidigitator, I need to know all there is to know.

CotM: Hat and card tricks and making thing appear to float and cutting folks in half not enough for you?

Captain ManBeast: Bah! My goals are much more lofty than those. Most people out there, they're CON ARTISTS! HACKS! They do it for the value of entertainment ... for the value of the all mighty simoleon.

CotM: And what are YOU doing it for? Beyond wanting to become a Prestidigitator ... what's in it for you? What're you getting out of it?

Captain ManBeast: All very good questions. Let's just say I enjoy the thought of people looking at me in awe for my ability to do that which they cannot.

CotM: That's the stupidest answer I've ever seen travel across my computer monitor.

Captain ManBeast: Hey now!!

CotM: I'm wondering about ulterior motives, Joseph.

Captain ManBeast: I have no ulterior motives.

CotM: Time will tell, Joseph. Time will tell. In the meantime, keep aware that I am watching you ... ALL THE TIME. If I see anything that makes me believe you're backsliding ... I will take steps.

Captain ManBeast: Backsliding? What do you mean by that? Backsliding into what?

CotM: I'm really enjoying your blog, Joseph. Keep up the good work. Until next time!

Captain ManBeast: Now wait just a ...

CotM has signed off

Joseph: Damn ...


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Things have gotten a little hectic in my household with the addition of another dog and another child. Some people may be scoffing at me thinking that a total of six household members is nothing to freak out about.

But if you'd seen what I've seen ... you'd be worried, too.

Janie and Max get along VERY well. It's like they'd never been strangers to one another.

It makes me happy that I was able to give this old dog a home and provided him with a family and a best friend in Janie.

But I certainly wasn't expecting THIS! This may make things even more interesting ... maybe. We'll soon find out!

Jake seems to like the crib that we are providing for his comfort. Although, the green might be a bit harsh for his eyes.

Everyone likes being around him. Josephine loves to hold him.

Even strangers want to hold him ... little charmer.

And the nanny loves to give him baths in the kitchen sink. Makes me wonder if he'll develop some sort of need to sponge himself off in the sink when he gets old enough to reach the taps.

And speaking of the nanny ... I think she and I may need to have words. I think we're paying her enough. To catch her STEALING for my coveted money trees ... UNACCEPTABLE. I may have to ... teach her a lesson ...

But aside from doggy love and baby love, things are fairly calm at the moment. Josephine is trying to stay on top of things in the music and dance scene. I'm wondering if she aspires to do something with either of these things ... maybe become an entertainer like her old man.

Whatever she decides to do with her life, I hope she knows that her mother and I are doing all that we can to provide for her, to make all opportunities available to her. Raises help with that.

Promotions are even better!


As promised, I have all of Josephine's important information. She's primarily a Pleasure Sim ... and secondarily a Knowledge sim. That's why she had a good memory when she was abducted. And ... her LTW makes sense for a knowledge sim. :O) I'm still trying to decide if I want to reroll folks who go to college or not. Time will tell! ;O)

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Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Special Delivery

Just for the record, I do NOT recommend this. I'm not going to go into the intimate details on how very difficult it is to clean one of these after upchucking into the toilet. The knowledge is definitely NOT for sims with sensitive stomachs - that's for sure!

So ... with my last blog update you're all probably wondering what's going on with me after my "experience" with our Extraterrestrial Brethren. *blinks* Hmm ... why does that phrase seem like ... deja vu? *blinks* Anyway ... I've been feeling fairly ill, tired, hungry and achy. I try to get to the balance bar whenever I can.

It relaxes me ... clears my head ... opens my mind. And if there's one thing I need right now, it's an open mind.

Because I think I've been given a package to care for.

It's an interesting experience being "with child" (as Jo-jo likes to tease me about from time to time). I just don't think it's "natural" for a man to be pregnant. It feels weird. Our bodies weren't made for this kind of abuse.

Lydia and Josephine are absolutely loving it though. I think the hormones have made me go nutters ... because I let Josephine play with my hair. I don't think this hair style suits me at all. I'll be visiting a stylist myself to fix it.

Note from the Simmer: For some oddball reason, when he twirled into that maternity outfit, his hair changed. Go figure!

With this impending delivery looming on our respective horizons, we all try to stick to our routines.

Lydia has ramped up her workout regimen as she barrels forward for that final goal of Hall of Famer.

Note from the Simmer: Yes, you see correctly. The kitchen is finally its own room. YAY!! I'll have to remember to give a "tour" later of the house. It's coming along nicely. I have some housing plans in mind for it, but they don't have the money at present to really get what I'm going for.

After many weeks, Max FINALLY returned. In all that time, I decided that our house could handle another dog.

And Janie was so easygoing, I felt that the two of them would get along just fine.

They really do get along together.

I'm afraid I didn't realize that Max was an older dog, but that's okay. Lydia heard about this experimental dog food that's meant for more mature dogs. We feed him a bowl of it every now and again. It makes him feel young in his old age.

I don't like this. I don't like this AT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL!!!


I am pleased to tell you all that it was, thankfully, a short labor. And before I could scream up my lungs, my son, Jake, was born. I could tell that the experience of being on the other side of things for a change was a shock for Lydia. I have to admit, I am curious as to what it looked like from her point of view.

His green skin looks very much like John Doe's. I wonder ...

But he really is quite adorable for a hybrid.

Joseph: Hello, Jakey-boy, I'm your daddy! Or ... am I your mommy? Hmm ... this could be confusing.

I think I'd better go phone John. I'm sure he'll be full of advice for a new parent like me.

One thing that I am immensely pleased, and relieved, about is that Jo-jo absolutely adores her little brother. No signs of jealousy or anything like that. I think things are going to get really interesting in our household from this point on.

Note from the Simmer: As of now, I am caught up to my game play. Thus, I'm going to have to play to generate more pictures. Hopefully, my picture taking will improve after this (gotta remember to put up more lights).

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And Speaking of Birthdays ...

Hi, there. Josephine Schmoepova speaking. Dad said that I could write on his blog to update his readers on what's been going on with the family lately. He'd write himself, only he's not feeling so well. But that's news for another post. I'm here to talk about me ... cuz dad said I could.

First ... a little bit of advice. If you're hot, don't go for a long hike. Otherwise you could end up looking like my mother.

You could end up in the same predicament she ended up in, which is not a good predicament to be in.

Heatstroke is no joke!

I mean, do you know how shocking this was for me to see ... as a child? Granted, I'm no longer a child, but still!

I've probably been scarred for life now. *sarcasm* Way to go, mom! *end sarcasm*

I was, after all, the one who found her passed out on the sidewalk in front of the house when I got home from school. Some birthday present. *sniff-snort*

Good thing I'm so levelheaded.

I'd read about heatstroke in the library for a school project. I knew exactly what to do.

My relief was palpable. Mom hadn't a clue what had happened to her, and I wasn't about to mention it. I just calmly walked into the house and changed out of my uniform. I would have worked on my homework to take my mind off of things, only I didn't have any. Teachers don't always give their students homework, you know.

But anyway, as I said ... mom passing out on the front lawn was my birthday present. She was so worn out after episode, and dad was still at work ...

... that I had my birthday out in the garden ...

... all by myself.

Dad's timing - punctual as usual. He missed me transitioning from child to teen by a fraction of a second. *sarcasm* Go, dad! You totally rock. *end sarcasm*

Of course, I'm just being a typical teenager, blaming my parents for all the bad in my life. To tell the truth, I've had a pretty good life so far. I really don't have any complaints.

And dad hadn't completely forgotten about my birthday - what with being ill and all. He bought me a used car as part of my birthday gift!

I absolutely love it! It's so ME! Way to go, dad! You ROCK!

As the second half of my present, mom (yes, the heatstroke chick) got me a coupon for a free styling at a local hair salon. It also included makeup tips. And she also got me a gift certificate at one of the local clothing stores. Thanks, mom! You're pretty cool!

Stylist: Hello, young lady! So you're a birthday girl, eh? Shall I give you something that absolutely screams maturity and sophistication?

Josephine: You can try anything you like as long as you are aware that if you make me look ridiculous, I'll have my father do something nasty to you.

Stylist: ......

I can't tell you how thrilled I was to be getting made over. My look prior to this was so ... I don't know what! It was just all wrong for me.

THIS was much more ME! (Granted, the makeup does make me appear rather pale ... might have to do something about that later.)

Josephine: Congratulations! You get to keep your skin!

Stylist: I'm glad you're pleased!

After that, I headed to the clothing store to get an outfit that matched my new mature and sophisticated look. Then I went home. Still pretty wound up from all the excitement (new car, new hair, new face, new clothes), I decided to unwind at the telescope. There's nothing like looking up at the cosmos to put things into perspective.

Yeah - I got all kinds of perspective THAT night! *sarcasm* Happy Freakin' Birthday to me! *end sarcasm*

Lemme tell ya ... alien abductions = Highly OVERRATED! *hmph* I mean ... you get zipped off into a space ship ... stuff happens ... and then they toss you away like yesterday's garbage! And what do you get as a parting gift? Partial memory erasure of the experience. *sarcasm* Joy! *end sarcasm*

I am glad to know that I have two loving parents who worry about me when things happen. Although, I think dad was more pleased that he can now say he's not the only one. *snort*

I wasn't completely disgusted by the experience. As I said, it put some things into perspective for me - like the fact that we, as sims, are WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY outclassed. If they ever wanted to take over, they totally could!

In other news ... I decided to try my hand at breakdancing.

The neck brace comes off in a few weeks.

I'm glad that someone saw that my attempts at a new dance style were not wasted. I was inducted into the Music and Dance Club in town. Go me!

Anyway ... I've gotta go now. Mom and dad need me. And besides, I think my 100+ words a minute typing overheated dad's 'puter. I wonder if he'll notice ...

Note from the Simmer: Sorry, I didn't take any picture of Josephine's aspiration and other things. I can't recall even what her aspiration is (might be knowledge). Hehe! I'll try to remember for another post.

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