They Call It Perfect

Everybody’s got skills of one sort or another.  Me, I’ve always been able to eyeball my way to a “perfect” Animal Crossing town.  There’s a certain spacing you want with the trees, neither too much nor too little.  Adding more flowers never hurt anybody (until you can’t deal with watering them anymore).  NEVER, EVER litter, not even for the sake of “I’m just dropping this to empty my pockets and I’ll pick it up on my way back!”  (I, at least, always forget to pick it up because I never take the same way back.)  Add sufficient Public Works Projects to convince your villagers you’re really into this perfection business, and ta-da!  As Lyle would say, “Those chops?  Busted.  Golden can.  Boom.”

Everyone Loves Sardine! Except, you know, the mayor.

Everyone Loves Sardine!
Except, you know, the mayor.

But by my standards …

IT ISN’T PERFECT AT ALL.

I’m not great with town “themes,” so instead, I am for organization and a pleasing consistency.  Everything must look just so, which ends up turning the town into a timesink.  I seriously spend way too much time agonizing about flower arrangements, shrub placement, fruit tree locations, etc. etc. etc.

For example: I’ll spend an afternoon cutting down and replanting all the trees on one side of town so there’s exactly one space between them and a nearby shrub.  I then fill each space with a red flower!  Looks nice.  Real nice.

But once the trees have grown, I inevitably decide I hate the whole one-space-between idea, because it takes up too much space!  So then I find myself cutting all the trees down and replanting them all over again so there’s no space.  In so doing, I have now made relocating the red flowers a necessity.  But where should I move them?  I’ll line the border of the river, that’s where!

And then a couple days later, I’ll come to realize that covering everything in flowers is so Newdood.  Sardine is different.  Sardine needs some open space.  Those flowers gotta go somewhere else.

Rinse and repeat.

Excuse Me While I ...

Excuse Me While I …

Public Works Projects are, of course, a running issue.  I finally (FINALLY) got lucky and Keaton removed himself from Sardine town limits, which means Marlie has her original path placement (and thus her lawn) back.  In order to keep anybody else from moving in the same spot, I dumped some flower beds around her house.  They’re cheap, they protect the hybrids I want to showcase, and …

… ya know, now that I think about it, they look kinda stupid.

Speaking of paths, I got real ambitious, and made a new one.

Sardine's Path Ten total patterns, and still imperfect!

Sardine’s Path
Ten total patterns, and still imperfect!*

I hate it.

I mean, I like it more than the one I had.  But the little gaps in the corners drive me a wee bit nuts, and I haven’t figured out how to solve that problem yet.

WHY CAN’T I LET MYSELF USE A QR CODE!?

* This is Calla, who holds all the pattern pieces.  Mayor Marlie didn’t have enough room for that kinda complexity.

35 Questions #13: Back to the … Actually, Not Sure When

Never Forget Let's never go back to '63, either.

Never Forget
Let’s never go back to ’63, either.

13: Do you time travel?
My first ACNL town, Newdood, was set two hours ahead of my timezone (so I could play the game and visit Main Street before I had to go to work), but otherwise, Newdood did not time travel.  The idea was to experience the game as it unfolded and time became available to me.

There are some challenges with that approach, however – what do you do if your free time is after ReTail closes?  What if your favorite villager is a late riser?  What if you just want to move on to the next day?  So the second time around in Sardine, I decided to time travel.  Forget time zones, man, that town lives in its own dang time field.  I call it Sardine Standard Time.

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35 Questions, #3: Playing Least Favorites

Finding Coelacanth If only I remembered where I found this ...

Finding Coelacanth
If only I remembered where I found this …

3: Who is your least favorite current villager?

Of All Time
Bob.  I loved Bob for the longest time.  I thought he was the most awesome son of a gun to ever cat in the Animal Crossing World.  He was purple, he wore pink, and he was unapologetic about being cat-tastically lazy. But then came the tragic day when he challenged me to see who could catch the rarest ocean fish.

Sure, I said.  He was never very good at this, so it wasn’t like it was going to take a whole lot of effort on my part.  I ran from his house to the beach, caught something sufficiently rare like a sunfish, and ran back.  Showed him my catch.  Then Bob pulled out a coelacanth on me.

… Bob.  Bob.  Did you.  Just.

I just can’t even.

First, you never even left your house and I’D KNOW because I went straight from your door to the beach and back.  Second, do you know ANYTHING about the fish you’re holding?  That’s the rarest fish in the @!#%ing world, man, the one I’ve been seeking for years!  It’s THE VERY FISH I have been angling for in multiple towns, the DREAM FISH that has kept me from a golden rod all these years!  Third, I bet you got that from Nook, didn’t you, you … you … YOU STINKY CAT BUTT I HATE YOU.

Our friendship was over forever.

For the record, Prinnie finally caught her long-sought coelacanth, but it was in a different town where Bob no longer resided.

It Is Amazing It is my fish, mine.  Almost put it in my house instead of the museum.

It Is Amazing
It is my fish, mine. Almost put it in my house instead of the museum.

Recently, Marlie found one too.  This means that no villager will have to suffer her wrath should they be tempted by Nook’s shadow campaign to discredit the mayor by supplying villagers with rare fish and bugs.

 

In Sardine
OZZIE WTF WHY DID YOU PUT YOUR HOUSE THERE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

GOOD RIDDANCE

GOOD RIDDANCE

You’re leaving?  DON’T LET THE TRAIN HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT.  Uh, I meant, errrr … the door.  Yeah, don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

 

 

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Sporty Fashion Check Outfit

Sporty Fashion Check

Sporty Fashion Check

Graciesafe: Yes

Main Theme: Sporty
Mixed With: Cute

Items:
Headgear: 1-Up Cap
Accessory: Bandage
Top: No. 4 Shirt
Bottom: Running Pants
Shoes: Cleats

 

Thoughts:
One of my obsessions is coming up with outfits for each theme that pass the check and look good.  In this case, I think I must’ve forgotten to take off the black leggings I had on, but my oversight went over well – Gracie considers sporty and cute a bold move.

Will try to have a better picture of outfits in the future.

Life with the Locals

Dear Journal,

Ever since landing in Sardine and becoming the mayor (somewhere around early May, according to the Sardine Standard Calendar), I have been trying to become one with the locals.  The biggest challenge has been how I don’t see eye to eye on residential zoning with my neighbors.

Having a set of eyes means I see that there’s a lot of unused space – for example, 98% of the upper half of town is uninhabited for no apparent reason.  It seems most villagers want to live real close to the action – so bad, in fact, they’re willing to put houses oddly close to each other despite all the available acreage in town.  I guess that’s what you get when you move to a place called Sardine.

I didn’t think this was going to be a problem for me personally – with all the open space around, the chances of someone popping a house down within feet of my own seemed limited.  It was not long before Keaton moved in right on top of my path from my front door straight to Retail.  HE PRACTICALLY LANDED IN MY LAWN.

I was so mad, I dug holes all around his door so he could never leave his house.

Cardinal Sin Moving in on top of a path can never be forgiven.

Cardinal Sin
Moving in on top of a path can never be forgiven.

Then I realized that if he never left his house, he would never be able to leave town … so I filled them all in again and went to see if maybe, just maybe, he was cute enough to justify the spot he took.

Um, Gross? TMI, Keaton, just ... ick.

Um, Gross?
TMI, Keaton, just … ick.

No.  No, he is not.

So I didn’t think it could get much worse than Keaton’s house.  I also didn’t think you could squeeze a house in the space between mine and Retail, but I was apparently wrong.

REALLY I MEAN REALLY

REALLY
I MEAN REALLY