Sims 3

Once again I find myself struggling to focus, no, not because of the flu that has taken it's almighty hold on me but simply because I am lazy. Everyone has their moments, I just tend to be hit by that ever deadly sin more often than not.

I'm not saying I'm a lay-a-bout with no passion or ambition in life, as that is far from the truth, everyday I write in hopes to one day pull out a coherent readable novel out my butt, perhaps like Stephanie Meyer did with Twilight. Although I don't own a thesaurus so I won't be able to fill page after page of mindless dribble about how Edward Cullen is a god among gods and how lovely he smells.

Seriously...how can one girl be so obsessed with the way someone smells, if I am ever like that please, I implore you to whack me over the head with a 2X4 embedded with rusty nails coated in lemon juice.

Now, where is this entry going? I believe I was going to finally talk about the Sims Three, a game which has stolen a small slot of my days hours and strangled every last second of it and then some. Even now, as I type this the game is running, as my little Simulated people go about their mundane lives, sleeping, eating, working and eating again before a few 'woo hoo's followed by more sleep.

Yet I am jumping ahead, first off, everyone should know what the Sims is, and what the game is about. Unless of course you live under a rock or have yet to even glance at a tabloid of some sort. You get to create little people and live out their lives controlling their every move. You pretty much are a god, which is the greatest thing you could ever amount to be. Too bad its just a game.

Now you can add many personality quirks to your little sims including paranoia, kleptomania and flirty inappropriate behaivour. Of course you can always have them as shy quiet outstanding law abiding citizens but where is the fun in that?

You can also shut them in a room with no doors and watch them slowly starve to death if you so wish it. I myself have created a large family which spurred from one gay Guy. Fernando Maverick.


The game comes with far less items and hair styles, it lacks the pool table which for me was always a must have item inside the typical sims household. This severe lack of items would be EA Games ploy at getting more money, as you would have to buy the expansions or pay to get the downloadable content to 'enhance your Sims Experience'

I do like the game, but to hell if I am ever to pay for any of those things. I was planning on giving you all a small taste of what Fernando's life has been like, but to be honest I just can't be bothered, he had a gay lover named Carlos, Carlos cheated on him with a maid, so Fernando did the same thing, they had a few kids, Carlos died and still had the desire to "WooHoo" The maid and ended up having ghost babies.

Oh and before I forget:

Yes, that is me.

Woohoo is sex.
Hot steamy sex.

Nintendo's connection tour

Originally, I was going to update this blog everyday, but for the past two, perhaps three days I have been either too busy, too tired or just could not be bothered to write one.

Now I did say I would write about the Sims 3, but that again shall be put on hold, it is one of those things that will continue to linger in the background of both my mind and my Laptop as Fernando and Carlos Maverick continue about their mundane lives, which are controlled by me, God of their tiny world.

But enough about the Sims, this blog is in memory of my weekend. I spent the weekend at the Nintendo Connection Tour. Each year the gaming company Nintendo, seemingly unhappy with their strangle hold on the gaming world have this 'Connection Tour' around Australia, promoting whatever new game they have thrown out at us.

This year, was Wii Sports Resort. A new game featuring new 'state of the art software' for the Wii. This state of the art software is a small addition to the Wii remote, selling at $30 RRP.
It increases the sensitivity of the Wii remote, and with this 'Handy' new feature a mere tilt of the hand could affect the outcome of that bowling game, basketball shot or even shooting a target in Archery.

Now the booth itself was rather small, as it usually is, one mall can only allocate so much space for a bunch of game consoles. The staff who were preppy youngsters didn't know much about what they were doing, and by youngsters I mean that they were younger than me. Many of them joked about how they didn't even know how to set up a Wii.

Now forgive me if I'm wrong but isn't that a tad bit foolish? Oh my, let us hire a bunch of preppy youngsters who have never even turned on a Wii to promote....the WII! They were as rude as they were ignorant, a friend of mine and myself had stayed there the whole day, although we weren't playing all the games the entire time we were there to get out our houses and bask in each others company.

These 'preppy and outgoing' people were rude to us and spoke about us behind our backs, leering at us from under their promotional 100% paper hats.

Day two was more or less the same, although this time, being the nerds we are, were in costumes. The spiteful comments continued as our group, now two people larger continued through to their little closed off gaming 'Resort Paradise'

All this spite and hate changed with one simple act of kindness, Luke, a good friend of mine had helped one of the girls (the most spiteful one might I add) pick up a drink bottle as she appeared to be having back problems. One small act of kindness changed her attitude, and with hers, the others followed suit.

Sometimes, that's all it takes.