So apparently I'm not famous yet . . . .

So, in the meantime, let's think about how the drug dealers in America can easily get out of the business if they branched out into the most recent drug to paralyze America. I mean by this- Facebook games. For some people, it starts with something so simple and light like Farmville (the true gateway game). Then in an effort to fill in the time when they're waiting for their crops to grow, the simple Facebooker gets dragged in deeper.

The virtual farmer branches out to become a virtual mobster or a virtual vampire. At the point, the person who just joined Facebook to tell the world when they're drinking a Coke Zero, or what they think about the most recent episode of the Jersey Shore, has to come to Facebook every free moment of their day to take care of their farm, mob family, or vampire guild. Then, to fill in the time that is left empty by these games, they branch out to bigger and more enveloping things like Cityville or something even more mind numbing like Tower Blocks.

I decided to see what all the fuss was about. Here's a break down of how a free day ran:

9:00 am- Harvest strawberries. Plant watermelons
9:15 am- Accept neighbor request for Frontierlandvilleplace.
9:17 am- Clear trees, kill rattlesnakes, scare off bears.
9:45 am- Visit farm to check on crops
9:47 am- Begin to drop blocks on top of each other.
10:00 am- Become bored with dropping blocks. Head to check on Philliesfan mob.
10:45 am- Completed several missions, put a horse head in someone's bed, call up the spirit of Don Corleone  to determine next moves.
10:50 am- Go back to dropping blocks because cousin-in-law has beat your score.

And so on, and so forth. Next thing I know, my fingers hurt from repetitive clicking and it's 6PM, I have nothing thawed out for dinner, and it looks like I'll have to cover my clothes in cologne since I haven't washed them at all. And all without the hangover effects of drinking too much or that blah feeling you get the next day from smoking too much pot. (Not that I've ever done either of these things before . . . .)

So, if there are any dealers out there, tired of living in their 1970's apartment with their 83" television, and want to upgrade to a 1990's built apartment and TWO 83" televisions, get a degree in computer programming  and get an even bigger clientele. And if you do happen to do that, name your first game after me.