Is There a 12-Step Program for Farm Town?

I have come to the conclusion that I have a highly addictive personality. It isn’t drugs or alcohol that I’m addicted to, though, or even chocolate! It’s Farm Town. And I bet at least some of you know what I’m talking about.

It’s an application on Facebook and it started out innocently enough… someone sent me the gift of a chicken. I like chickens so I accepted it, rather than ignore it, and was automatically set up with my own farm. Still, all was well. But then I figured out that I could plant crops and harvest them for money and then plant more. Before I knew it I had a whole bunch of grapes planted. But then there was the heartbreak of going back to my farm the next day and discovering that all of my grapes had rotted.

So I learned and became better, stronger, richer.

Oh, I made the mistake of wasting my initial profits on material things, like fences, and pathways, only to realize that the ground underneath them was far more valuable to my farm’s future. I sold those things and tilled up the land to plant more crops.

One of my “neighbors” told me about how to hire myself out to earn money harvesting other farmers’ crops. While my crops grew, I prostituted myself at the Marketplace begging other farmers to hire me.

Then I noticed that I was planning my day around my crops and when they would need to be harvested. I actually woke up at 4:50 AM one morning because I had grapes that needed to be harvested. Going to my sister’s in Indy for the weekend? I had to harvest my crops and plant longer growing crops for the weekend, in case I wasn’t able to get back to my farm.

I come home from work at night and before even checking to see if I have any mail, I’m turning on the computer to warm up so I can get to the farm that much quicker. Last night, I didn’t have dinner until after 8:30 pm because I was more concerned with the status of my farm!

Finally, I got to a high enough level that I can buy more property to make my farm larger. So now all of extra profits get saved for buying more land!

Like all other things, this too shall pass, but until then, if you need me, odds are you can find me either on my farm or in the market place. I’m saving for a farmhouse. (I suppose that up until now, my little avatar has been sleeping with the chickens.)

Je-fuh-fuh Dun-HAM

These good-looking gentlemen are, from the left to the right: Peanut, Jeff Dunham, and Jose the Jalapeno on a Stick. Haley and I went to go see Jeff Dunham and his crew of stuffed friends Sunday night at Roberts Stadium in Evansville.

The show started at 5pm and we got there about 4:30. We had seats on the floor, row 16, so they were pretty good. But before going to find our seats, we each indulged in a strawberry daquiri - a large one. The glasses had to be at least 18 inches tall, but they were skinny, so they only held about 2 cups of frozen goodness. And they had the world's longest straws in them!

Normally, at this point, I would attach a picture of said frozen goodness along with the abnormally big straw, but unfortunately Haley forgot her camera (and I didn't bother to remind her because the woman takes her camera EVERYWHERE!) and my good camera is not just an expensive paperweight, and the cheap-o camera that I got to replace it seems to be incapable of taking actual photos! (or at least decent ones) Sigh.

Where was I? Oh, so at 5, the "guitar guy" comes on stage as the opening act. The first I'd seen or heard of the "guitar guy" was on the Jeff Dunham Christmas Special. He is really good - good on the guitar and funny in his own right. He played for, I dunno, maybe a 30-45 minutes. Then we had a "15-minute" intermission. I put " "'s around that because it felt like much longer than 15 minutes.

But finally Jeff Dunham came out. Haley tried gallantly to take even just one decent picture for my blog, but again, my cheep-o camera lived up to its reputation and took only CRAP! We had Walter, Achmed the dead terrorist, Peanut and Jose.

Speaking of Jose, Achmed is my favorite, but Jose is my second... he's green and spicy, and I enjoy chicken on a stick, so what's not to like!? Again, speaking of Jose, though, I took a "Which Jeff Dunham character are you most like?" quiz on Facebook and the result was Jose because I'm "quiet, mellow, and laid back. You keep your cool in stressful situations and don't get too riled up over things. Sometimes people make fun of you because you talk with a funny accent or have unusual attributes (like being on a stick), but you always manage to get the last laugh.."

After the point at which the show normally end, he came back out to say that he'd gotten so many emails from people asking him to bring out his Bubba J character, that he'd have a little more, but Bubba J hadn't been in his act for a while, so he (Dunham) was going to have to use his notes! Turned out the audience knew all the punch lines and said them before Bubba J could... which I think really amazed him.

Anyway, the show was very good! My cheeks hurt so much by the end of it just from laughing so much.