Reading the words "expansion pack" posted recently in a blog entry on eloisedeloise.blogspot.com I can't help but think of the Sims. I'm reminded of my obsession with the game and how after spending days building just the right house with just the right furniture and spending all the energy it takes to get my female and male Sim to fall in love I was asked the fateful question, "Do you want to have a baby?"
A simple enough question to be sure, and since I have always been quite fond of children I remember answering yes to said question. Then after the baby "poofed" into my Sims life and I shut down the game. I took myself to bed where lying there, unable to sleep I wrestled with thoughts such as.....
"Am I ready to have a baby? I can't have a baby! I don't know if I'm ready for this kind of responsibility. Who will stay home to take care of the infant? How can I keep my comfort, energy and fun levels high with an infant in tow? I can't live on only one income!" (this was obviously before I discoverd the joys of rosebud which would provide me with an endless supply of cash.)
Needless to say that after one severely sleepless night I decided I wasn't ready to be a Mom and proceeded to bulldoze my house immediately. While this might seem a cruel way to get rid of your Sims child you shouldn't feel to badly.........believe me, my later Sims children didn't meet nearly such a kind fate. A few of the children, I'm ashamed to say, either drowned in the pool or were carted of to military school.
Lest you have the thought here that the Sims child protection services was not doing their job, let me assure you that I had at least 3 children that I can think of taken away by said agency. The system didn't fail my kids, that burden lies squarely on my shoulders.
As I sit here and reminisce I can't help but worry that even though I refuse to play the Sims these days, as it really is a diabolic time sucker and clearly brings out the worst in me, that potentially my performance in this virtual world doesn't bode well for my future skills as a real life Mom.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
The Sims and Me: A lethal combination
Posted by Lindsay at 2:25 PM
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I have never played the Sims in my life (and yes—I’m aware that Syd will lose all respect for me when she discovers this) but I do have one question, albeit a direct result of my obvious ignorance regarding all things Sims: If you were reduced to obliterating your entire Sims existence based on the not-so-much-joyfully-anticipated-arrival of said Sims baby, than why did you have MORE?
Dave says you're never allowed to baby-sit our future children
My dreams of late have focused more on zombies and running out of ammo, courtesy of my latest time-sucker: "Resident Evil 4." Unlike Lindsay and children, the dreams don't make me want to avoid zombies though--I think if I saw a zombie in real life, I would treat said zombie with the same respect that I give it in my dreams: I step back until I'm far enough away that I can blow it up with a rocket launcher. These are the invaluable lessons that we learn from video-gaming.
Ah, I can so relate. Many of my sim children met their untimely demise via drowning in a pool. The first time I played the Sims, in my ignorance of the complexities of the game, I constructed my “dream family” (what I thought I wanted my future real family to be) of a Mom, Dad and six kids. I don’t even think I lasted an hour before you mercifully told me about the pool trick.
The pool trick? You guys are sick.
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