They’re talking a foreign language I tell ya

Grand daughter Jade, her grandma Janice and grandma Carolyn are all messing around with something called Super Poke Pets on their computers.

“Grandma, do you have the tiger sitting on a cloud?”

“I have several and a few gold items you might like.”

“I can send you a panda with angel wings.”

I want to ask what they’re talking about but I don’t want to get sucked into whatever it is they do. They also do something with farms, crops and animals.

Me, I’m into running around getting my arse kicked online with other people dropping bombs and other munitions on top of each other, I have so far resisted having to grow crops and take stuff to market thank you very much.

Where’s the beef

I am sitting on the couch watching TV, Carolyn is on her laptop, I am watching a show on the Food Network. I am certain I am hearing animal sounds, chickens, pigs, cows and other farm like animals. I want to get up and check outside but I resist the urge. There are no animals being featured on the TV. I am wondering if I am going crazy, I eventually ask Carolyn can she hear animals.

“No,” she answers but with a big grin.

“Come on I am going nuts here!”

“Going nuts, dear you are far gone already, by the way it’s my game.”

I look at her laptop and she appears to be moving stuff around on some sort of farm.

“Is that the game Farmville that everyone is playing on Facebook?”

“Yes, do you want to play it?”

“Not unless I can shoot them.”

“What?”

“You know me if I ever play computer games I like shoot ‘em ups, if you can shoot the animals for market say with a rocket launcher I am so there.”

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head and goes back to her farming.

What?