I just found this word document among my sims folders. It’s from many years ago and this is what I used to do before I had sim blog here at tumblr! 

All milestones my sims had I would memorize for the future by writing news articles about them in the style of daily mail and other gossip/trash magazines. I think I only did this with my early 20th century hood and not the others so that’s why these are dated 1925 or something. 

 The newspaper was called Sherwood Tribune and it had these sub columns like this Bachelor which reported sightings of the county’s bachelors. The social column had notices of engagements, marriages, divorces and births. I wrote all of them in english for some reason although I was the one looking at them. :P 

According to a major story by This American Life, news companies have outsourced local news production to Journatic, a company that hires underpaid workers in the Philippines, and uses fake bylines to create local news for communities in the United States.

You shouldn’t need a world map to find out where your local news is being produced.

Sign the Petition

Dear Sam Zell and the Tribune Company:

Don’t sell out local journalism. Stop outsourcing local news and put out-of-work local journalists back on local beats.

September 7, 2011


Today we set out on a mission to clean the trap. 

It didn’t happen.

For those of you who don’t know, the trap is our rehearsal space. Its a small room that 7 of us can barely fit in, and with everyone’s equipment (and random shit) its really fucking crowded.

Lane, JP, and I threw out all the trash that was laying around…but theres still random records, and an extra drum set, and clothing…. I don’t even know. 

Then we drove to the Tribune Tower to do an interview for The Mash which is the teen version of the Chicago Tribune (I think…) Their offices are in the basement of the Tribune Tower and it looks awesome. They have glass flooring/paneling, and out their window is a view of downtown Chicago…wouldn’t mind working there if I had to have a desk job. 

Lane, JP, and I went to Chipotle.

That was our day in a tiny tiny blog update.

I wish Greg’s wrist would get better.