I'm going to be making a Sims Big Brother series like my loft story series in the blog page below. There will be 16 houseguests. It will follow my Loft Story rules (due to sims 3 constraints)
8 people enter on night 1
Each day one will leave and another will enter
This will happen until all 16 players have entered the house
The public will vote each day out of the two noms who goes home, afterwards I will upload the video with the result.
The last one standing will be the winner
I will use the house I'm currently working on, which will have a kid's theme. It's currently under construction
If you're interested PYN and I'll message you to get details the character you want in the house to represent you.
When I was a little boy I was obsessed with cats, I loved them. But, I loved them a little too much and was a little rough. I'd squeeze them and kiss them, even though they wanted to leave. Eventually, they all ran away. That was until 2001 when I met Kiki. Kiki was my best friend. She'd be outside with me all day, and stay with me at night. She'd hunt snakes, mice, muskrats, weasels, rats, small birds, owls, crows, magpies, quails, partridges, and ravens. She wasn't afraid of anything. She'd bring her kills up to the front door to show off her hunt, and she'd get treats for it too lol. She was a proud hunter, the best hunter I ever met.
I remember when she was in heat one of my old cats came around for a piece of ass, and she whooped his. I remember he tried to hold her down, she whipped around smacked him in the face and held him down LMAO. He eventually got her pregnant though. Her kittens were my babies too, she'd bring them up to me, and when we moved they all stayed with me in the camper. I remember one time pissing my mom off before school, I was in my underwear and I took the kittens and but them in their basket, I grabbed Kiki and ran out into the woods in my tighty witeys LOL. I didn't get far.
My dad had her spayed and declawed. And before you go into your heated little rants, it was our vet at the time who talked him into it. But this comes into play a little later.
When my dad died things got rough, my mom went through a really hard time, and I had to move to my sister's house. But, I couldn't take Kiki with me. My sister had a cat named skinny, and Kiki was not a housecat, Kiki was the type of cat that was territorial, and she would have killed any neighborhood cats. So sadly I had to leave her behind. She waited for me every day, she waited for that little boy to come home and play with her, she'd scream outside the house, and my mom told me that she never left.
My mom got better, but she had to sell our house and move to Wisconsin to be with me. And at the time Kiki would go look for me across the road at our neighbor's. They'd feed her, and leave things out for her. She would eat and do her thing there, and then return to our house every day for the next 3 years. Waiting for that little boy to come home. Then someone bought the land, and she knew that the little boy wasn't with them. So she stayed across the street, hunted, and protected them as she did her little boy.
A couple years ago I went home for a visit, and ran into my neighbors at a store. I thought Kiki passed years before, but she was still waiting at their barn. She'd greet everyone that would come, looking for her little boy. A couple weeks before she was hit by a 4 wheeler, and it tweaked out her hip. So with no claws, and a bum hip, and being almost 20 years old, she took a quail down in the horse barn.
When I found out she was still alive, I had to see her. I went the next morning for a visit, she come up looking for the little boy, but she didn't know that he was no longer a little boy. She was very cordial, and let me pet and play with her, but she didn't realize it was me.
Kiki was the most loyal cat I ever met, she always was there for me, she slept at the foot of my bed and protected me, she was like a dog to me. I'm devastated that I had to leave her behind, but I know she wouldn't have been happy here. She needed a place where she could be free to hunt and run and play. And with all her ailments over the years, she was tough. I was informed a couple hours ago she fell really ill, and passed away in her sleep.
I know she loved me, I know she missed me every day, and she waited for me until she died. I hope that she'll wait just a little longer, because I want her there with my Pebbles the moment I get to the rainbow bridge. Thank You for being my most loyal friend after all those years. I love You
My Cat > Your Cat
Kiki "Momma Kitty" Hartnell 1999-2018
I'm posting this here, due to the fact that this site consists of members of 3 generations. Generation X, Generation Y, and Generation Z. There are a couple baby boomers and we love them, but the majority of this site is out of those 3, in fact at this point we can cross off Gen Z as well, due to the fact that Gen Z are just becoming old enough to use social media.
So let's look at Gen X vs Gen Y (millennials) In a non survivor perspective. Over the last few days I've come to realize the not so subtle ones. A subtle difference is the use of smart phones and google. And the not so subtle are things I'm starting to realize.
Before I start on that, I want to point out not so subtle differences between Gen X and the Baby Boomers. Reason being, back until the mid 2000s that was the generation clash. The Baby Boomers were raised by a generation of people that came out of The Depression, The Civil Rights Movement, and WWII. They were raised to get jobs right out of high school, raised to believe college was for the rich and privileged. And have a work ethic, and opinions that far differ from our own. It's them who have the issues with things like gay marriage and immigration. I was raised by baby boomers, so I know. You can't fault them, they come from a different era, and that's not their fault. They come from an era where a mixed marriage was Catholic and Protestant. So to fault them for not supporting things is wrong. But without them, we wouldn't have Generation X
Generation X was the generation raised by the baby boomers. They had it a hell of a lot easier than the baby boomers did, but they also had struggles that we Millennials don't. And I'm noticing the differences today. Gen X had to work harder to get things that we don't. Colleges were now accepting people that were from lower income families, Civil Rights had passed so blacks, latinos, and other races were allowed to succeed. But, due to the privilege they received from their parent's hard work, they had to show appreciation for it. They were given time constraints; you had to go to college after high school, you had to be married before 30, etc... Gen X's biggest fears were the time constraints of growing old. And that's not even discussing the racial and gender issues. Women and minorities had to work even harder, due to the patriarchy that was installed for thousands of years (and yes there's a privilege, but it's changing) people were finally starting to take these different people seriously, but to do so meant you had to work for it.
Generation Y (Millennials): Each generation pursues to make life better for their children's generation, which is why Baby Boomers of color were allowed to enter the workforce, women were being allowed to excel; things that their parents never saw. For the most part, our parents love us, and want to see us do better than them. They want us to be happy, and for us to be happy we have to progress. We have to make things better as a whole, and we've come a long way so far; the passing of gay marriage is probably the biggest example, as well as drug education. To many Gen X'ers smoking weed is something for losers. For us it's natural.
We have the privilege of being able to change careers, Gen X didn't, they had to excel in one area, because their parents weren't allowed to excel unless they had the money to do it. We have the ability to take a few years off and figure out what we actually want to do with our lives, we can enter the workforce and earn enough money to help us in other avenues. Back in the day, jobs were means of life and family. I have so many friends that don't have children it's crazy, and most of my friends who do, got pregnant in high school. There are more grants than ever for college, financial aide has become much different than it was back then. And the knowledge that we have is going to be passed down. I spoke to my sister about wanting to go to college, I entered the workforce after high school, because I had no clue what to do, and I wanted to take my time to figure it out. She told me that it was too late, at the age of 27 I should be employed, and frankly have a family by now. But, most of my friends are in that same situation. And some of them, were born into wealth.
So, despite the differences, negatively and positively, we should be willing to accept the fact that change happens. It happened with the baby boomers, it happened with Gen X, and it's going to happen with us. Gen Z kids are fucking smart. My niece who is 13 made a joke about oral sex. How did she know about oral sex, and why did she feel it was appropriate to make the joke around adults? Gen Y (Mil) would never make that joke, for fear that our parents would slap the shit out of us. And Gen X'ers if they even said that around adults would get the belt. Things have changed. Things are changing. You don't have to accept it, but it's happening, because that's how the world goes.
Still Standing
1 Lawrence
6 Jennifer
8 Melinda
10 Dana
11 Romeo
12 Kate
14 Anne
15 Gordy
Gordy catches Kate in the pool with Lawrence, concerned he goes out to the patio to keep a close eye, Melinda decides it's the perfect time to tease daddy and have him thinking that they've been hooking up.
Dana and Anne have a heart to heart about their marriages with the same man. They decide to be friends outside of the loft
Jennifer decides to patch things up with Lawrence in order to go forward with the game and maybe work together.
Romeo informs his mother that he's making a big move, it's time for the game to begin, and she agrees.
Still Standing
1 Lawrence
6 Jennifer
8 Melinda
10 Dana
11 Romeo
12 Kate
15 Gordy
16 Dana's little sister Johanna enters the loft as the final player in the game
