No, I don't intend to play it. And yes, there was this little privacy issue about it. Surprised?
I learned my lesson several years ago,when I ended up becoming addicted to an online game played on Facebook called FarmVille. I was addicted to it for some three years.
Yes. I said it. Addicted. As in "spending hours on it". As in "timing my life around certain crops maturing". As in "my friends knowing when I was on vacation because my fields would lie fallow". As in "reading blogs about". Yup. That was me.
I was so addicted that I even filtered the news through FarmVille, as the below post I am repeating from January of 2011 shows.
What broke my addiction was the fact that the game got glitchier and glitchier. If it hadn't become so frustrating with all the outages, freezes, and other things that made it more and more difficult to play, I might still be playing it. It took me a while to quit, even after several Facebook friends quit it. But, until earlier this year, I still got occasional game-generated messages from people I used to play with.
Since then I have not accepted one game invite from anyone and do not ever intend to. No Words with Friends. No Candy Crush Saga (I think a friend of my mother in law, who is in her late 80's, is still trying to get her to play Candy Crush Saga).
So, while I am thinking about FarmVille one last time as I ponder Pokémon GO, enjoy my post from the time of my addiction.
Do you play Pokémon GO?
Tracking the Revolution using FarmVille
Yesterday evening I was on Facebook when a relative contacted me. I have a cousin stationed in Tunis, Tunisia, and this relative had asked for everyone he knew to pray for the safety of the cousin and family. (If you haven't been following the news, do so: there is quite an interesting political situation going on there right now.) He gave me some updates and I decided I would try to friend the cousin's husband, who was posting several updates daily regarding their situation. His posts were pretty scary, especially the part about sleeping on the floor the night before with their children because of nearby gunfire.
So, while my spouse was on the phone with his family about a situation in his family, I was chatting with someone in Texas and trying to friend someone in Tunisia.
Anyway, I sent a friend request and when I came home from work tonight, I found he had accepted. Now I can read his posts directly instead of getting them through the other relative.
I also had a pleasant surprise. The cousin's husband plays FarmVille. And, he had recently planted some 12 and 24 hour growth crops.
Farming during a revolution. Now I will be able to track how stable his everyday situation is through how he plants his crops. Or, maybe he is just an optimist.
Gives a new meaning to social gaming, doesn't it.