But I don’t want to be a pie.

Pea’s Sims are getting old – he unlocked ‘aging’ a while back, and now they are steadily aging and meeting with the Grim Reaper. Which is why, when Pea piped up with “you got OLD!” out of nowhere while I was chopping veg, I didn’t chop Pea instead.

My SIM has spent a fair amount of time playing BINGO, and lollygagging around waiting for Pea’s SIM to get old too. He did, sometime last week. Now it’s just a matter of time before our little avatars are escorted away.


We’re watching a show where robots have become sentient (and cleverly, the non-sentient robots were designed to look like people, so the sentient ones blend in nicely with humans). The robots have blue fluid instead of blood.

Pea dropped a knife when clearing up from dinner. I told him not to stab his feet, and that if he bled blue we’d have to have an awkward and unexpected conversation.

Pea: “Unexpected for both of us!”
Me: “Unfair, you’d never age, and I’d get old”
Pea: “Well, but I’d just shut down if you died.”
Me: .. sudden and ridiculous tears welling “You are not allowed to die, I will be so mad.”
Pea: hugs


I’m not feeling nearly as grim as this sounds, but there’s been a fair amount of discussion of aging, and the future, and where our life is going, as I’ve suddenly realized I only have 5 months (!!!) before I start my new position. Which is lots of time but feels like no time at all. It has pushed our viewpoint out, to further in the future than we usually live, because there are still so many unknowns.

Ten points to those who know the origin of the title of this post. 🙂


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