Should I Level up my Paladin, or my Webkinz...

My very generous niece decided to by me a Webkinz.
A leonine Webkinz in particular. Charles Williams would be quite impressed.
For those of you unfamiliar with Webkinz World, it is a highly lucrative marketing phenomenon marrying the dynamics of Beanie Babies, Facebook, and the World of Warcraft. A parent buys his or her kid a scraggly-looking plush toy, probably because there are signs in every gift shop, media outlet, and little girl's clothing store in the country announcing that they've just gotten a limited amount of new Webkinz in...and, of course, if it's new and scarce, you have to buy one. They might be worth money some day, after all.
But the fun doesn't stop at the initial acquisition. Oh, no. The Webkinz comes with a secret code that lets you access the Webkinz World site, where a little virtual version of the Webkinz appears on the screen. That's when Sims-itis kicks in. Your Webkiz exists in a virtual world and has various needs that must be met...by buying it stuff with virtual money. There are plenty of ways to acquire virtual money. You might get a virtual job, or play some virtual games. You can start a foster care racket by buying new Webkinz just so you can get their initial sum of money and welcome presents. And there are plenty of real world Webkinz accessories, each of which is merely a real world cipher for the online reality that its accompanying secret code unlocks. Indeed, it's rather like Plato's cave. These real world toys are merely the shadows of more perfect versions of themselves that exist in the ethereal cyberspace.
But what's particularly remarkable about Webkinz World is how much I'm learning.
Or rather, re-learning.
I'm quite serious, actually. See, one of the fastest ways to accrue Webkinz virtual capital is to answer questions in Mr. Quizzy's Corner.
Ahem.
Anyway, the questions are all geared towards elementary school students, which means that they are all the basic, important things that I've forgotten while learning about 17th Century socio-political effects on literary aesthetics. Remember the difference between igneous, sedimentary, and metamorphic rocks?
Me neither.
Mr. Quizzy reminded me. I only stopped by so I could buy myself...er...my Webkinz...a cool air hockey table, and totally had my memory banks jostled back to fifth grade science class.
Now, if these Webkinz people are smart, they'll develop some kind of twisted, ironic version of Webkinz for an older group and upgrade Mr. Quizzy with Baron's and Kaplan's SAT and GRE questions.
I hated taking those sample tests and vocabulary drills...but, heck, if I could have powered up an elven thief every time I answered a question in a sample test, I'd probably have graduated from Harvard...and have one kick-butt rate to detect traps by now.