Enter the SimDream land of a Chanel-scented, glammed-up Yale
I’m totally addicted to “The Sims.” You know, that computer game where you build your own city and basically control the universe. I know what you’re thinking: “OMG!!! This guy has such control issues!” And I’m just not going to lie about it. Why else would I want to become a professor? (Insert diabolical laughter here.)
But let’s face it: Any city I designed would be totally fabulous, and people would sell their unborn children to live there. Why? Because I’m the poster child for urbanity — I was practically born on a subway in (skinny) designer Pampers and kooky...
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