We join our intrepid Cupcake, prostrate on the Dr.'s watery couch with a cool cloth over her brow.
Dr. Rubber Duckie flips through a small stack of pictures in his feathery lap.
Dr. RD: Do you need another hankie Liebchen?
Me: Hiccuping. No thank you Doctor.
Dr. RD: Very well. Now I know you have been playing this... game on the computer while you have been sick with the flu. I understand how this may have kept your mind off your distressing symptoms. But now that you are on the mend I was hoping this .... game... would have taken the more minor place it deserves in your life.
Me: Well, that is very easy for you to say Doctor. Last night, FarmTown crashed. It disappeared from cyberspace altogether. I have Raspberries ready to harvest. I wanted to hire some nice deserving soul at the marketplace to come and harvest them. They are BEGGING for work over there. I wanted to do my part and support the community. But the FRACKING SERVERS CRASHED AND I CAN'T GET TO MY FARM!. [Begins hyperventilating]
Dr. RD: Well I can understand why this might be annoying to you my dear but it IS after all a game. Games are supposed to be .... fun. Not stressful.
Me: I WAS having fun. Lots of fun. You should see my farm.... it's lovely....
I need another hankie.
Dr. RD: Let us try a little exercise shall we? I have some pictures here. Let us try to get some perspective on this.
Remember this morning when you went out into the garden in your really real back yard?
Me: Yes.
Dr. RD: What did you do there?
Me: I dug up the old corn stalks and planted some potatoes.
Dr. RD: That's right.... real potatoes.
So let us begin. Are you ready?
Me: Yes.
Dr. RD: Very well.
Here we go.
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Once more:
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Dr. RD: Do you see the difference?
Here you go...
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Me: [Eyes narrowing dangerously]. My dear ESTEEMED Doctor, I KNOW the difference between real and imaginary things. I UNDERSTAND this concept.
Let ME illustrate....
[album 65561 Real Duck.JPG]
[album 65561 Fake Duck.JPG]
Me: Need to see them again?
[album 65561 Real Duck.JPG]
[album 65561 Fake Duck.JPG]
Dr. RD: Rolling eyes. Wing rubbing his temple.
Me: I just want to harvest my Raspberries. And plant my orchard. And make an optical illusion hill and if I really make some large coins I might even make a waterfall on my farm. I want to get to level 34!
It IS fun Doctor. And I WANT MY FARM BACK ON LINE NOW!
Dr. RD: Well, how about you go and check to see if it is back up. Would that make you feel better?
Me: Maybe.
Dr. RD: All right. Go check for the gazillionth time. But don't come crying to me if it is still out of commission. Have some ice cream or something. Read a book. How about a little knitting?
Me: Have I not made it CLEAR to you Doctor that there are RASPBERRIES at stake here?????
[Throws all the pictures in the air and leaves the room]
Dr. RD: I think it's time I raised my fees. . .
Yes indeed.
High time.
I wonder what psychiatrists pull in on FarmTown?
Dr. Rubber Duckie flips through a small stack of pictures in his feathery lap.
Dr. RD: Do you need another hankie Liebchen?
Me: Hiccuping. No thank you Doctor.
Dr. RD: Very well. Now I know you have been playing this... game on the computer while you have been sick with the flu. I understand how this may have kept your mind off your distressing symptoms. But now that you are on the mend I was hoping this .... game... would have taken the more minor place it deserves in your life.
Me: Well, that is very easy for you to say Doctor. Last night, FarmTown crashed. It disappeared from cyberspace altogether. I have Raspberries ready to harvest. I wanted to hire some nice deserving soul at the marketplace to come and harvest them. They are BEGGING for work over there. I wanted to do my part and support the community. But the FRACKING SERVERS CRASHED AND I CAN'T GET TO MY FARM!. [Begins hyperventilating]
Dr. RD: Well I can understand why this might be annoying to you my dear but it IS after all a game. Games are supposed to be .... fun. Not stressful.
Me: I WAS having fun. Lots of fun. You should see my farm.... it's lovely....
I need another hankie.
Dr. RD: Let us try a little exercise shall we? I have some pictures here. Let us try to get some perspective on this.
Remember this morning when you went out into the garden in your really real back yard?
Me: Yes.
Dr. RD: What did you do there?
Me: I dug up the old corn stalks and planted some potatoes.
Dr. RD: That's right.... real potatoes.
So let us begin. Are you ready?
Me: Yes.
Dr. RD: Very well.
Here we go.
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Once more:
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Dr. RD: Do you see the difference?
Here you go...
[album 65561 Fake Taters.JPG]
[album 65561 Real Taters One.JPG]
Me: [Eyes narrowing dangerously]. My dear ESTEEMED Doctor, I KNOW the difference between real and imaginary things. I UNDERSTAND this concept.
Let ME illustrate....
[album 65561 Real Duck.JPG]
[album 65561 Fake Duck.JPG]
Me: Need to see them again?
[album 65561 Real Duck.JPG]
[album 65561 Fake Duck.JPG]
Dr. RD: Rolling eyes. Wing rubbing his temple.
Me: I just want to harvest my Raspberries. And plant my orchard. And make an optical illusion hill and if I really make some large coins I might even make a waterfall on my farm. I want to get to level 34!
It IS fun Doctor. And I WANT MY FARM BACK ON LINE NOW!
Dr. RD: Well, how about you go and check to see if it is back up. Would that make you feel better?
Me: Maybe.
Dr. RD: All right. Go check for the gazillionth time. But don't come crying to me if it is still out of commission. Have some ice cream or something. Read a book. How about a little knitting?
Me: Have I not made it CLEAR to you Doctor that there are RASPBERRIES at stake here?????
[Throws all the pictures in the air and leaves the room]
Dr. RD: I think it's time I raised my fees. . .
Yes indeed.
High time.
I wonder what psychiatrists pull in on FarmTown?