Party At The Wilsons

Whew...what a day. Lately, it's been so weird first thing in the morning. I'm on my way to work at 6:30ish, and the birds are chirping and the sun is high in the sky, and it's just all weird. 6:30 am is supposed to be dark outside so I feel like I'm getting an early start on the day, but for some reason lately, that hasn't been the case. It makes the days feel really, really long. I'm working on some stuff that sucks today at work (I can't go into detail because my work is confidential, and incredibly boring at the same time), so this is going to be a long day anyway. Oh, well...that's what weekends are for.

Last post brought an unexpected turn of events, as Kitty and Marty Wilson had a daughter, Katrina Wilson, who was fully grown into a child by the post's end (if only it was that easy in real life). So now, the family has two children, two working adults, and Marty sort of working spending all of his time in the vegetable garden. Uh, oh...it sounds like the Wilsons are on their way to becoming *ugh* a family of responsible adults. Are they doomed to become the boring McGregor family that I kicked out and abandoned because I got tired of them? Well, let's see, shall we?

When we rejoin the Wilsons, we find things pretty much where we left off last time. Having been to Studio Town recently, and with Katrina off at school with Mia Kay, Kitty started looking for ways to fill her time. Well, she already has all of her skill points she needs to move up in her fame career, so there was no need for self improvement or anything of the sort. She did sit down and study cooking a little bit, even though J.D. usually does all of that. When she was done, she started taking care of some of the other domestic chores like cleaning up and doing the dishes. Uh, oh...I can see where this is going.

Kitty: "We have a maid AND a butler...why am I doing this again...?"

Meanwhile, while Kitty was busy trying to turn into a suburban housewife, Marty was busy turning into a one-track-minded weirdo, still obsessing over his garden. Everyone knew things were getting pretty bad when he got out of bed one morning, skipped showering or using the bathroom, and went straight outside in his pajamas to start playing with his vegetables. Luckily, most of them were ready to be picked, meaning that if the family could prevent him from buying more seeds or tonic, the gardening mania would soon be over...hopefully...

It's hard to tell who the bigger obsessed whacko here is...

That was it. J.D. and Julie realized everyone was having some serious issues. First Kitty with her trying to be a domesticated housewife, then Marty turning into a crazy garden hermit. Something had to be done. Without waiting to see how much further the insanity would progress, J.D. grabbed the phone and called up a bunch of people, and before you could say "funny farm," the place was hopping. To my recollection, there hasn't been a real party at the Wilson house since the option became available. This should be interesting. Strangely, most of the folks who showed up were stars from Studio Town, which Julie didn't seem terribly thrilled about.

Julie: "Please! No work talk at the dinner table, or I'll toss you outta' here!"

It's crazy the mix of weird sims you get when you throw random parties like House Party lets you do. Sometimes it's a bunch of people from your actual neighborhood. Sometimes it's a bunch of freaks from Downtown you don't usually see. Other times, it's mostly folks from Studio Town who you never see otherwise. This time around, it was the latter, which was kind of funny, because there are a couple of clones of some of the sims we see most often on this blog who can be found in Studio Town, and seeing them in the same place was definitely kind of weird. Here, we see some guy who looks like J.D. wearing only a shirt and do-rag chatting with Kitty...

Fake JD: "Hey, babe...check out these rock hard pecs!"

Fake J.D. (he has a real name...I don't remember it or care) wasn't the only clone present at this party. No, there was also a clone who had the head of Peter Miller, who was some famous guy named Sebastian. I don't know how the game chooses which heads to use, but it seems to have a bad habit of going right for the ones I put in there myself to use as it's strangely named random sim freaks...it's like it does it just to spite me (sort of like that fat sim named Knut with Kevin Smith's head who hangs out on Vacation Island). Good thing I don't have that pink gorilla or Darth Vader head in there anymore for the game to choose.

Peter: "Something about that guy sitting behind me is creepily familiar...!"

As you might have guessed, there was more to this party than just a bunch of folks hanging out in the Wilson's dining room eating free food (that's not a party, that's pretty much an every day occurrence). No, sir, the Wilsons had planned nothing but the best for their big bash. Next up was the big plaster cake out front, which everyone was greatly anticipating. Due to the much higher volume of women to men present, it was decided that the cake dancer would be a guy rather than a girl. Well, this was something of a let down for a lot of the dudes, but it didn't keep them from going out to see the show anyway...

Sebastian: "There was a guy in that cake? Wow...I'm glad we didn't try cutting into it...!"

Well, the performance was quite a hit, though judging by the pics I took of it, it pretty much just looks like everyone just stood around like statues during the whole thing (that's the mark of a great photographer, to be able to really capture the essence of a situation). Well, not everyone really enjoyed the show. Apparently, the fake J.D. guy was a little depressed by the whole thing. That's what happens when you run around without a shirt on...sooner or later, you run into someone who looks better than you, and it's all downhill from there. Luckily, the cake dancer guy was a good sport about the whole thing.

Cake Dancer: "It's okay, dude...we can't all have abs of steel...!"

While all of this fun was being had, trouble was brewing elsewhere on the property. Marty's garden had always been popular with the rabbits, but for some reason, they were starting to congregate on the street not far from their house. The family hadn't seen any rabbits around the garden for a bit, so they just assumed there were none on the property...boy, were they in for a big surprise. You might say they were in for a "hare raising experience." Okay...that was beyond stupid...please don't laugh. It won't be worth it...

Uh, oh...it's "Night of the Lepus" all over again...

Well, luckily for the family, Kitty was a fast thinker. She ran out and picked up some fencing materials, built a little enclosure, and before you could say, "What's up, Doc," she'd gathered all the furry little buggers up and tossed them in the pen. That pretty much did the trick, though over the course of the party, I noticed that there were fewer and fewer of them in there still. I didn't see them anywhere else on the property, though, so they must have learned their lesson and skipped town. At least none of them got hit by the cars that never seem to use this street.

Kitty: "I should be a beautician...I'm so good at dealing with stray hares!"

Despite the fact that Drew Carrey had not yet shown up at the bash, the party was still a considerable success (what does Drew Carrey know about partying, anyway?). Of course, it was only a matter of time before folks started fighting over the hot tubs out front, and since there were only four spots available in the two tubs and like twenty people at the party, the competition was fierce (they really ought to consider investing in the four person models someday). In the end, the victors were J.D., Keri Miller, Peter Miller, and that old substitute teacher lady with all of the cats. Peter Miller strikes out again...

Peter: "Didn't you, like, sub for one of my classes back when I was in grade school?"

Well, the "cool" factor of the party apparently wasn't as high as it seemed, despite the fact that everyone appeared to be having a good time. I base that statement on the fact that the crappy mime showed up at the party to try and spoil everybody's fun. Not long after, the school bus pulled up in front of the house to drop off Mia Kay and Katrina. I guess the rest of the family had decided to throw the party at the spur of the moment, so it was a complete surprise to the girls. This was evident, as they looked a little confused stepping off the bus and being greeted by a crowd of weirdoes.

Mia Kay: "Hmmm...no...that's just not quite right..."

Well, this party is simply too huge to try to cram the whole thing into one post, and it's still a ways from over. In other words, the fun continues in our next post, when we get to see where, if anywhere, this post is going. After that, we'll drop in on our friends the Millers to see if there's anything going on at their place. For now, I'm off to enjoy a nice long weekend. Hope you all do the same, unless you're reading this in the middle of the week, in which case, just have a nice day!