* Alvis' on the move...

After leaving the Wainrights *sob*, I thought I'd see if I could do anything to aid the Alvi family. Get them out of that rainbow puke house and into something a bit less... putrid. I can't stand it when my sims don't have decent homes to live in - it takes a poor picture, unless you're playing a grungified game - in which case, imperfection is the perfection you're aiming for.

I don't *do* grungy. I'm crap at it.

* The Other Sim Antics

I love taking random pictures of my sims and sim landscapes etc - that don't really fit in with what i want here, at my blog. So yesterday I opened a tumblr (or Simblr... it's all in the perspective) account. Other people tend to post all over the shot, and though I've felt a little guilty in the past, about sticking my images all over various forums.... I now only really participate in the one forum - so I reckon I can go for it and spam the living daylights out of various spots, with images from my game.

I shall continue to use my blog for stories and random simming, plus somewhere to say "Hey, look what I did... now go download it!", but now I have somehwere to stick stuff without explanation.

If you want to follow my simblr, or just take a poke about - it's HERE.

* Mirabello Institute of Art

I've built an art gallery to replace the rather large one in Sunset Valley. When I started it, I had no clue what I was doing, even though I'd decided on an exterior build quite early on - the inside defeated me. I was bored out of my mind with it, then came across some half decent images that helped inspire the interior. My sims absolutely love it - there's a cafe, as well as easels and a sculpting wheel/table, so that your sims can do more than just look at the art. I'm hoping to eventually replace all of the buy mode art, with art created by the sims, within the studio (you can do this too!) - but it'll take too long to do that and share it, so I've shared it now :)

* Puppy Love

I left Susan and Boyd Wainwright, a couple of weeks back (maybe longer, can't be arsed to check), with a boredom solver, firmly ensconced in a dog bed, in their living room. It was Boyd's idea, not mine - so I figured I'd let him be the one to explain to Susan, just what he had done when she was out working late...