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"Maxon" <jen.magson@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
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>
> Hmmm, I'm sure it's more to do with making the little pixellated buggers
> do
> as they are told and not what they want.
Oooooh! And you call me a control freak!
I played Sims1 with free will
> permanently turned off and I can feel the temptation to turn it off again
> with TS2, especially when they will insist on going off to 'hold
> youngster'
> when I want them to do something else (Just put the bloody thing down, for
> God's sake).
Yars, you can see where the programing has to think round corners at some
points. The new baby was the reason I had Bart kill off Lisa Simpson in my
first run. That bloody girl (teenager) just would NOT leave the baby alone.
One evening I blew a gasket - and so did Bart.
Maybe it's to do with disturbing your carefully imagined
> fantasy with their own ideas of what they want to do. No - that's not
> right, we're talking about obsessive cleanliness here, aren't we, not
> obsessive control?
Are you looking for a smack????
Hmm, maybe it was your mother ............ (kidding!)
> Actually, you say it yourself - you want a tidy, well-ordered world
> because
> the one you're in isn't like that. What's your house like? British
> housing
> can leave a lot to be desired, especially in the cities.
The house is small but that is no obstacle to being tidy... bad grammar...
No. I blame... 'him.'
Why for? Well I left home at 17, and went to nurses home, then flats, always
on the move. You learn to keep belongings down to essentials. Hooked up with
my son's father and he used to live in a boat so he was used to being
organised as well. Left him, came home, met my guy, married...
HE... HE had had mummy looking after him all his life.
Need I say more????
Culture clash. I say 'we need more storage space.'
He says 'Just kick it in the corner.'
About twenty years ago I gave up.
Mind, I don;t mind living in a small environment. I am not bugged by lack of
space. but I do like the space to be fairly clear of obstacles. Now the guy
is on crutches and walking frame the piles of gubbins in HIS rooms are
reaching waist height. And suddenly, he looks all pathetic and says 'well i
can't tidy up any more...
ANY MORE????????
>
> As far as playing trashy houses is concerned, for myself, I think it's to
> do
> with me being so overwhelmingly curious about what happens in people's
> heads
> in different situations. I've never felt I've ever really understood
> people
> properly (this is a very long story) and playing the sims is one way (one
> way of several ways, BTW)
I am glad you said that because earlier you said that the Sims reflected how
'we' handled different scenarios. not other people. unless you meant
hearing... reading how other players play the game.
I have of poking about and seeing how things,
> situations and people might function. I have to use my imagination to
> answer the question 'what if' because, as you say, we are limited in many
> ways by the game mechanics. So, the sims are lab rats on one level.
People who say 'what if' usually end up writing science fiction.
>> I will be sixty this year.
>>
>
> Ah - no, I'm not quite that venerable yet.
Venerable!!! 8)))
There are a lot of crumblies
> play The Sims.
Crumb.... CRUMBLIES? You do like living dangerously, don;t you?
I keep coming across pensioners and grannies and granddads
> in various different newsgroups. I like the adult demographic of the
> game,
> it feels like something I can belong to legitimately. Something I can
> grow
> into perhaps (ha ha). However, I have noticed recently a tendancy in
> myself
> of growing towards my mother, particularly regarding clothes. I keep
> finding (sim) outfits and thinking 'that's lovely', just like my mother
> used
> to do. The trouble is I can also remember that the things she thought
> were
> lovely were usually utterly ghastly and the last thing I would ever wear.
> 'Oh, mother! I'm NOT ever, ever, ever going to wear that! Put it away!'
> I'm slightly worried. The other thing is all my teenaged girls are forced
> into sensible clothing - no sexy underwear or revealing clothes - midriffs
> covered if you please.
Yars. Dangerous ground here, but blame my age if i say 'modelsty' isn;t a
word you hear youngsters use very often. I am not religious but... Example.
I know a lady who had a teenage daughter. (about ten years ago, this.) This
daughter was blessed with a very impressive set of boobs. She also watched
her weight, sensibly, and was tall and slim. but.... She would go out to
the local shopping area dressed in a tight red t-shirt, black leggings and
her hair back-combed a foot above her head, and prance along in black
high-heeled shoes.
One day the mother said to me 'thap poor kid. She can't even walk down the
road without men whistling at her.'
'Er... well.. perhaps if she didn;t weat a t-shirt cut just below her bust,
and....'
'But she likes clothes like that. It's the men. They are disgusting.'
Ho-hum. the pity of it was the daughter was a nice girl. But wow, did she
like the men! Her mother never saw that. not at all.
Boys don't have sexy clothing, of course (just like
> men, why is that?).
Don;t you think so? Hmmmm. A pair of tight jeans can... yers.... Never
mind. Perhaps you have never noticed.
I swear we are breeding a generation of women with
> kidney problems with the current fashion for cut off tops and low cut
> jeans.
They used to say that in the 1920s... Flappers. They also said that in Jane
Austen's time. Did you know the flightier females used to spray their muslin
dresses with water before entering a ballroom so the dress clung to the
'limbs' and outlined the figure? tee-hee. I bet all their mothers told
them they were heading straight to the devil.
> You notice stuff like that being in a university - yards and yards of
> midriff all the way to the library. Even in the middle of winter. Sigh -
> now I seem to be completely off topic.
Shame....
>
>
> Well, the brown was the sixth form uniform and it was pretty awful. We
> had
> maroon when we were savages. I've never got over that at all. Can't
> stand
> maroon. Thank god I didn't go to a grammar school (one of the new
> comprehensives) so we never had boaters. Be glad you didn't get white
> cotton gloves as well in summer.
Cor. Posh. I was thrown out of grammar school as an expensive luxury.
>
>>
>> Ahhhhhhhh. Sheds. Does the phrase 'old shed arj shed' make sense to you?
>> Pork pies? Molishing?
>
> No - I think you're further south than me (!).
No, it is a 'group' thing. A certain group. They are all mad. Funny, but
mad. I was once of them but got bored, then pissed off then I pushed off. I
am better now.
>
Granny
"Maxon" <jen.magson@ntlworld.com> wrote in message
news:I%8Qd.150$d4.106@newsfe3-win.ntli.net...
>
> Hmmm, I'm sure it's more to do with making the little pixellated buggers
> do
> as they are told and not what they want.
Oooooh! And you call me a control freak!
I played Sims1 with free will
> permanently turned off and I can feel the temptation to turn it off again
> with TS2, especially when they will insist on going off to 'hold
> youngster'
> when I want them to do something else (Just put the bloody thing down, for
> God's sake).
Yars, you can see where the programing has to think round corners at some
points. The new baby was the reason I had Bart kill off Lisa Simpson in my
first run. That bloody girl (teenager) just would NOT leave the baby alone.
One evening I blew a gasket - and so did Bart.
Maybe it's to do with disturbing your carefully imagined
> fantasy with their own ideas of what they want to do. No - that's not
> right, we're talking about obsessive cleanliness here, aren't we, not
> obsessive control?
Are you looking for a smack????
Hmm, maybe it was your mother ............ (kidding!)
> Actually, you say it yourself - you want a tidy, well-ordered world
> because
> the one you're in isn't like that. What's your house like? British
> housing
> can leave a lot to be desired, especially in the cities.
The house is small but that is no obstacle to being tidy... bad grammar...
No. I blame... 'him.'
Why for? Well I left home at 17, and went to nurses home, then flats, always
on the move. You learn to keep belongings down to essentials. Hooked up with
my son's father and he used to live in a boat so he was used to being
organised as well. Left him, came home, met my guy, married...
HE... HE had had mummy looking after him all his life.
Need I say more????
Culture clash. I say 'we need more storage space.'
He says 'Just kick it in the corner.'
About twenty years ago I gave up.
Mind, I don;t mind living in a small environment. I am not bugged by lack of
space. but I do like the space to be fairly clear of obstacles. Now the guy
is on crutches and walking frame the piles of gubbins in HIS rooms are
reaching waist height. And suddenly, he looks all pathetic and says 'well i
can't tidy up any more...
ANY MORE????????
>
> As far as playing trashy houses is concerned, for myself, I think it's to
> do
> with me being so overwhelmingly curious about what happens in people's
> heads
> in different situations. I've never felt I've ever really understood
> people
> properly (this is a very long story) and playing the sims is one way (one
> way of several ways, BTW)
I am glad you said that because earlier you said that the Sims reflected how
'we' handled different scenarios. not other people. unless you meant
hearing... reading how other players play the game.
I have of poking about and seeing how things,
> situations and people might function. I have to use my imagination to
> answer the question 'what if' because, as you say, we are limited in many
> ways by the game mechanics. So, the sims are lab rats on one level.
People who say 'what if' usually end up writing science fiction.
>> I will be sixty this year.
>>
>
> Ah - no, I'm not quite that venerable yet.
Venerable!!! 8)))
There are a lot of crumblies
> play The Sims.
Crumb.... CRUMBLIES? You do like living dangerously, don;t you?
I keep coming across pensioners and grannies and granddads
> in various different newsgroups. I like the adult demographic of the
> game,
> it feels like something I can belong to legitimately. Something I can
> grow
> into perhaps (ha ha). However, I have noticed recently a tendancy in
> myself
> of growing towards my mother, particularly regarding clothes. I keep
> finding (sim) outfits and thinking 'that's lovely', just like my mother
> used
> to do. The trouble is I can also remember that the things she thought
> were
> lovely were usually utterly ghastly and the last thing I would ever wear.
> 'Oh, mother! I'm NOT ever, ever, ever going to wear that! Put it away!'
> I'm slightly worried. The other thing is all my teenaged girls are forced
> into sensible clothing - no sexy underwear or revealing clothes - midriffs
> covered if you please.
Yars. Dangerous ground here, but blame my age if i say 'modelsty' isn;t a
word you hear youngsters use very often. I am not religious but... Example.
I know a lady who had a teenage daughter. (about ten years ago, this.) This
daughter was blessed with a very impressive set of boobs. She also watched
her weight, sensibly, and was tall and slim. but.... She would go out to
the local shopping area dressed in a tight red t-shirt, black leggings and
her hair back-combed a foot above her head, and prance along in black
high-heeled shoes.
One day the mother said to me 'thap poor kid. She can't even walk down the
road without men whistling at her.'
'Er... well.. perhaps if she didn;t weat a t-shirt cut just below her bust,
and....'
'But she likes clothes like that. It's the men. They are disgusting.'
Ho-hum. the pity of it was the daughter was a nice girl. But wow, did she
like the men! Her mother never saw that. not at all.
Boys don't have sexy clothing, of course (just like
> men, why is that?).
Don;t you think so? Hmmmm. A pair of tight jeans can... yers.... Never
mind. Perhaps you have never noticed.
I swear we are breeding a generation of women with
> kidney problems with the current fashion for cut off tops and low cut
> jeans.
They used to say that in the 1920s... Flappers. They also said that in Jane
Austen's time. Did you know the flightier females used to spray their muslin
dresses with water before entering a ballroom so the dress clung to the
'limbs' and outlined the figure? tee-hee. I bet all their mothers told
them they were heading straight to the devil.
> You notice stuff like that being in a university - yards and yards of
> midriff all the way to the library. Even in the middle of winter. Sigh -
> now I seem to be completely off topic.
Shame....
>
>
> Well, the brown was the sixth form uniform and it was pretty awful. We
> had
> maroon when we were savages. I've never got over that at all. Can't
> stand
> maroon. Thank god I didn't go to a grammar school (one of the new
> comprehensives) so we never had boaters. Be glad you didn't get white
> cotton gloves as well in summer.
Cor. Posh. I was thrown out of grammar school as an expensive luxury.
>
>>
>> Ahhhhhhhh. Sheds. Does the phrase 'old shed arj shed' make sense to you?
>> Pork pies? Molishing?
>
> No - I think you're further south than me (!).
No, it is a 'group' thing. A certain group. They are all mad. Funny, but
mad. I was once of them but got bored, then pissed off then I pushed off. I
am better now.
>
Granny
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