This post has been a long time in coming. There are myriad reasons, but in the end, it all comes down to taking a long, hard swig of reality.
Almost eight years of TSTO Blogging needs to come to end. I’ve been telegraphing this for a while, but life, age, and the realities that a worldwide pandemic have wrought on me have taken a toll, along with the need to re-examine how I spend my valuable remaining “Life Currency.”
When all of this started, I was lured into playing TSTO by my grandsons, who at the time, were 10 and 8 years old. We played, because it was a way to “tag one another’s towns,” as a way to let one another know that although they were a hundred miles away, I was thinking of them in a funny, shared, use of “new technology.”
That was in October…of 2012. Holy. Freakin’. Shirt!
My oldest grandson is 18. Both of them stopped playing the game long, long, long ago. But, through a series of strange and unusual events, I ended up taking over the top-rated TSTO blog (along with another guy who also stumbled into the opportunity), and the course was set. What was at first a sideline, and a way to escape the rigors of owning a company that provided Internet solutions to more than 160 broadcasters across the country, the “sideline” became an obsessive, full-time “extra job.”
A book…thousands of posts…and the joining, uncoupling, and rejoining of the Addicts crew reads like a bad, but “can’t put it down,” real life drama docu-series.
So…at some point a fella’s gotta say, “enough is enough!” I have reached that point.
This may come as a complete shock to many, but the fact is, I toil over these Filler posts, to try to stay entertaining, interesting, and somewhat topical. But, lately, it seems that there is a new kind of hypocritical “cancel Patric culture” happening. Holding me to a different standard to which the same harbingers of criticism ignore, in the very game/series in which they are participating.
The words ambiguous, contradictory, and hypocritical spring to mind, along with golf.
Thank Grog It’s Firday! So yes, I do get cranky on occasion when the game goes off of the rails. But, I really have to say that this week, with two very targeted offers coming from our good friends at TSTO/EA, I have to say, “ENOUGH! Stop Trying to Pull Me Into Your Weird Sexualization Schemes!”
Oh…so you think I am over-reacting with the “Gill Deal” and the “Libido Deal” coming within days of one another? You think that I WANT my libido rolling around with a character that makes “Booberella” look pre-pubescent? THINK AGAIN!!
So…if I have to make a choice between “Libido” and someone clearly here to mess with my Libido, I’m going to go with… Continue reading →
In last week’s Filler, I made reference to the fact that of all of the books sold in the world today (remember books?), a huge percentage of them fall into the “Fiction-Romance” category. When you look at how many are downloaded onto Digital Readers and Audio Books (still remember actual books?), it is clear that there are a ton of women looking to escape from their own realities and into a world of intrigue, romance and lust.
As the father of five, and a husband of almost 40 years to the “love of my life,” I am going to take on the perplex questions that surround this phenomanen, including the primary question of, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WHY AM I NOT ENOUGH???” that ironically seems to be asked by BOTH sexes.
Let’s take a look at the stats, as “the truth” is always a great place to start any conversation about love and romance. Or not…
Oh…and a special note to our “friend,” Andrew…if you hated last week’s post, you are going to despise this one. Fair warning…Continue reading →
Like many of you, I had forgotten (or never knew) that Marge had tried her hand at authoring a romance novel. I had to do some research to find the information that I needed to jog my memory. But, then found myself still saying “Oh…right…” without really remembering the episode.
As it turns out, and after a little more research, it seems that most women who read, aren’t really into the truth (non-fiction), as much as something to take them away from the truth (real life). And, the more tawdry the better!
Is the penchant for consuming vast quantities of hot, illicit tales of passion just a “women thing?” Or does it point out an actual major difference between men and women in general?
With Valentine’s Day coming up this weekend, it is worth discussing, if only to help women admit their weaknesses (for romance) and men to understand why they will never really meet the standard that women have set for them.
And more to the point… Does Marge actually exude a primary weakness in women, or a strength that actually insures the survival of the human race? Continue reading →
I am going to say right out of the blocks, that I am not a fan of this event. Anyone who knows me, and my preferences for something even remotely resembling a “real, livable, Springfield,” knows I am not a fan of multiple characters of the same character, wandering around our towns. And maybe the fact that we seem to getting a plethora of skins, as opposed to doppleganger versions of the same characters, may be my fault for complaining so much.
But, if we look at the entire offering of prizes, you are pretty much left with the feeling that EA has “lowered the bar” on their Valentines Gift Giving. And, that’s actually OK with me.
Much as Alissa dislikes Halloween, I am not a fan of Valentine’s Day.
I started writing this, as I was was finishing Phase I of dealing with my Mom’s estate. These things are complicated, especially with a “collector” like my Mom. I wish I could tell you how many phases this is going to entail. But, after a week of constant sorting, trashing, and organizing, We are several phases away from being complete.
But, while I was knee deep in sorting piles, I started thinking of things in terms of TSTO, and how we have all become “virtual hoarders,” and that in everyday life, everything is turning into not much more than bits and bytes in a cloud that may or may not simply “evaporate” one day. Will we miss what we have stored and lost? Or will it just be like the huge collection of “salt cellars” that my Mom collected over decades…and nobody wants?
It is a dilemma, that is not easily solved…and perhaps needs a “greater power” to make the hard decisions.
Wow…what a (another) week. Right? So many things changing, so fast…it’s hard to know what is going to stick and what just feels like another New Year’s Resolution that is going to be broken.
I know what that is like. As a “stout” fellow (as Wiggum called it), I have spent the better part of my life wondering how in the hell the same cycle of lose/gain/lose/gain-again repeats itself every year…for decades.
It’s really simple math. But, it seems that the more we work at “simple,” the more complex we seem to make it, in the pursuit of making it even easier…so we don’t have to work the math.
Programs, online tools, fancy health devices worn, strapped, and checked, just end up working us into a frenzy of trying to beat reality.
And now…we have poor Homer eating WWI horse feed…attending “fat camp” and who knows what else, in a effort to defeat his inner self. I get it. But is it all worth it?
I’m writing this a bit early as we have my Mom’s service Saturday, and have a lot to do to prepare. So, I started doing notes on this, as the Clash of Creeds event was winding down.
I loved this event. I thought it was one of the best of the year, until…
This is where I wish I could cue the “Dun, Dun, Dunnnn” music that always plays when they reveal the villain in a cartoon. Three notes…that almost always signify dread. And for me, the weird, almost lost dialogue at the end of this event came far to close to real life events that have blown up over the last 10 days.
I am going to find it. Because I really need to use it to make my points. I mean, wouldn’t it be great if we had a warning when we are doing something stupid in life, that we either didn’t see coming, or we ignored the warning signs?
Let’s be honest, there are weeks that make you say, “what a week!” And there are weeks that make you say, “WHAT a WEEK!” This is one of those (take your pick). But, if we are being really honest, we shouldn’t be surprised by anything that happens these days. It may be the new year, but 2021 is kind of like buying a house that has been inhabited by squatters whose living habits have left the place in shambles. It’s going to take some time to get things back in order…and some stuff is just going to remain broken for a while.
But, as it pertains to the game, as I warned you guys a while back (when you were saying that the dialogue in this event was “sacrilegious,”), it was going to get worse…or better…depending upon whose “sac” you are carrying. And depending on your sac, it has!
I have found it hilarious. But then again, I’m wired that way. I always laugh when long-held team sport religions are compared and called into question. Because, anyone who takes the time to really think about any of it, realizes that God, Yahweh, and that guy we can’t mention without his followers lobbing fire bombs at us, figure out pretty quickly that there is no clear pecking order when it comes to “supreme beings.”
And the writers have had a hay-day with poking fun. As in loads and loads of pokes. Continue reading →