Understanding how arty kids think is like understanding why the Mona Lisa was painted and who she really was. It's all a beautiful mystery meant to be observed and loved. Or so I hope! I doubt I'll ever truly understand the teen age mind. Heck, I never even understood my own!
I'm like you Fez. I'm not a party person but would much rather do a one on one or me and my Sims. My teen is party enough for me, and trust me, she can be a party all rolled up in one. Works hard at not letting us see how shy she really is. She does have a terrific sense of humor though, unlike myself who seldom gets jokes and usually finds them offensive rather than funny, especially if they "poke fun" at people.
Gnolympics
*Reading the writings of my predecessors, and seeing the photos they've taken, I've come to a conclusion. Gnomes are real, true, life forms. As I peruse the diaries and random writings left behind, I came upon this one section focused entirely on the Gnomish population. I've come to believe each family of humans can have their own resident clan of Gnomes. Some are rather eclectic with a mix of various gnomish races, others are more staid and standard, and perhaps even insular, with only one race in obvious residence. They are a rather quiet and secretive group of peoples so we don't always understand what they are about, but one thing I know, they ARE real, and they do tend to observe and perhaps even mimic their human hosts. This is why they are so often involved in watching human tv, attending major human events, and lurking in various places around the home. They have their own culture as well. For instance, one day they were overheard and observed practicing for the "Gnolympics", a great event that took place winter and summer in different years...........*
"Mai oui, mes amis! We air so ready for ze Gnolympics zis year? Oui?"
"Yes, Maurice. I think we've got a good team in place. I'd like to see a few more events for us, but we take what we can get. I think Team Thyme is ready to pack up and head to Gnome, Gnolaska for this years events."
"But monsieur, I sought zis year we haf it on zat island country? Ze von across from my homeland? No?"
"Oh! Too right that! I need to get my places sorted out. Anyone have any events they wish to talk about?"
" I think we need to get our rears in gear and work on our athletes! How many of them have actually gone to the trials? This is outrageous! We need to work, work, work!"
"Errrrrm, yes, Dagnabbit. Duly noted. Now, anyone else?"
"Ummm, I'm not sure I'm ready. They asked me to be a judge this year but I thought I was doing strength training awhile back. Remember? Not sure I remember......"
"It's ok, Tinker. I'm sure you'll do just fine. Natasha? Svetlana? Anyone?....."
"Hahahaha! I've gotten Louis here in shape. He'll be in the marathon races. All I have to do is visper, "I vant to suck your blud" and off he goes! Hahahaha. Run, Louis, run!"
"Uh, Sir? Where do we register a complaint? The beds are too short, and as you can see, Maurice here snores. I need better accommodations. I mean, how is an athlete like myself going to get any rest?"
"Duly noted Snuggles, but I think you gymnasts don't have a worry. You are a bit vertically challenged after all. No offense. I see you guys are doing well for this event."
"Stick and finish! Vatch der dismount!"
"Vakey, vakey liddle Gnome. I haf some traing for zu! Hahahahaha"
"C'mon, Gnomio! You can do it boy! Like this! ............ This kid will never make it."
"I heard they put golf in for the games this year? That true? I might just miss it and go to the Open instead. Got my swing all perfected now."
"How's this form for the javelin?"
"I said a TWO hundred yard dash! Two hundred! Move those feet! RUN!"
"I KNOW it's not a net! Just practice your moves or we'll never win in volleyball! Be the wall! Over, over, over!"
"Is it nap time yet? Why is it so dark? Hat? Oh, it's my hat putting me to sleep?"
"Three little maids who all unwary,
Come from a gnomish seminary,
Freed from it's genial tutillary,
Three little maids......."
"Right. Well done you lot. Bofor, Bifor and Gloin. Good job on the opening ceremony bit. I assume you'll be in costume? What? These ARE your costumes? Errrrr, right. Well, good job."
"I think I'm in love! They are SUCH great performers!"
"I'm getting it! I'm getting it!! I'll do the side stroke! Or free style!"
"Svim? You vant me to svim? Ve don' svim dollink! Ve fly! Dot vater is too vet!"
"Well, you lot are as ready as you'll ever be. Thyme to pack up and go, go, Gnomes!"
"Vait! I forgot my make up!"
*Or maybe my predecessors just had a too active imagination...........Will we ever gnow.......er, know?"
