OMGWTFBBQDDR!!!!

[fatrockstar]

I haven't had much motivation lately to do anything except watch television. When I started to walk everywhere my appetite adjusted, which only made me want to move around MORE to counter it. I have spent entire cable dramas on my feet in front of my television in constant motion, punching, kicking, reaching, touch-stepping, and generally keeping my heart rate above resting.

Tonight I realized there wasn't anything good on television that I haven't seen before and I had a perfectly good DDR game that at least two generous and fantastic people went out of their way to make sure I got for my birthday. It was high time to set that mother up.

A long time ago Garret ordered a DDR game along with a pair of controllers off the net somewhere, and we tried them out (much to the distress of our downstairs neighbor and her birds). Thing is, the game was kinda hard for a couple of grownups not used to jumping up and down a lot in front of our television. We gave up on it very quickly. It was just too hard.

Fast forward to 2008, where I learn that not all DDR games are created equal, and my new friends offer to take my game for a test run to see why I don't want to play it. Lo and behold, the game in my possession has no beginner level. Huh. When I was presented with a better version of the game on my birthday I was a bit relieved I'd have something I could actually play and excited that I'd have something besides Guitar Hero to challenge me.

Let me tell you, "thanks, guys" doesn't seem to cover it. I spent a good hour playing in Dance Master mode and was surprised I broke a sweat. This was much more fun than watching Seth MacFarlane reruns on Adult Swim (and probably more intellectually stimulating as well).

Now if only I could convince Stuart to try this with me...

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[dishapeaches.livejournal.com]

My daughter is a DDR fanatic. She can play for hours at a time. She even got the boys doing it when they were about 4 and 5, which was really cute to watch.