Sheepville

I'm suprised Sheepette admitted using a stolen key to activate her Sims, especially working for a SOE. Maybe they won't notice. She made "Men" comments about certain aspects of the game. It is true half of the goals in the game are aimed toward "Men", but half are also aimed toward "Women". Most people don't know that the original game was called Sim Work, following the line of Sim City, Sim Ant, Sim Copter, etc. It wound up being a complete failure because no one was interested in a work simulation when no one really wants to work anyway. Well, there was a few geeks that were interested, but that was just too small of a target audience. Rather than scrap the whole project the did a brainstorming session to figure what would make the game more attractive. While all the game designers were sitting around the table mulling this over, one of them made an appreciative comment about the rack of the girl pouring coffee for them. *DING* That's it, SEX! So there was an immediate outpouring of ideas on adding sex to the game. Said coffee server asked what would attract women to the game and there were several "who cares" responses. She noted that half the population WAS female, a rather astute observation for a well-racked blonde. So shopping and babies were added to the mix. She went on to become the first female game designer for EA, and also was the very first booth babe in the industry. She still works for EA, though still just serves coffee as she was never able to come up with another decent idea after that and she's too old now to be a booth bade.

So the next time you see a femme sim have a thought bubble for babies, marriage, and shopping (furniture, paintings, etc.) you can you can snort and say "Women".

He finally made a journal, and I can't figure what the name is now so I can't link to it. As soon as I remember it I will. He's had aspirations of being a writer, so you'd think with my past proddings he would have done this sooner. His first post is about meeting George Carlin. I've seen Carlin live three times, which of course he's much funnier that way than he would be if he were dead. One of those times was with Dickie (aforementioned brother who would rather be known as Richard now, but he used to call me Bubba, so I'll never change what I call him) while in Richmond. I grew up in Richmond but escaped after school. I would have known the old way to get us back home after the concert, but he mentioned there was this new expressway that would be much faster. Two hours later still being in downtown Richmond having not found the entrance to this new expressway he was talking about, I finally took the route home I knew. I don't think I have ever been in a car where a male claimed they knew a shortcut, and it actually was. At best you add an hour or two, at worse you wind up calling a tow truck to pull you back to the paved road.

Wonder if I set this up correctly.