I have to admit that I am not a big fan of video games. I played pinball at a local dive during my junior high days but never mastered Pac Man or Space Invaders. I saw it as a waste of time and money. Oh, and there were those hand-held computer games that consisted of red dots and lines that were supposed to resemble football and basketball players. I can't even remember the brand name of those games but they were popular when I was in high school.
Along came Nintendo and something about the Mario Brothers. I attempted to learn how to play by watching my brother and sisters master the many levels of the game. I either fell into a well or got burned by a dragon on the first level. Bah, humbug. I'd rather be outside. Next to be introduced to our society was PlayStation. Kris never indicated any interest in any of the video games so I lucked out in having to spend hard-earned money on the devil's handiwork.
And now we have Wii. I have been ignoring the commercials for a couple of years. Lo and behold, Kris arrived on the doorstep from Austin with a Wii under her arm. Said she bought it so she could utilize the Sports package that includes an excercise workout program. And she does use it. Bah, humbug. I'd rather do my walk-about in the neighborhood or jump on the treadmill.
Last night, Kris turned on the Wii and showed me how it interacts with the television screen with a gadget you hold in your hand. For example, she went to the tennis program and "played" a game. Okay, so now she has sparked my interest but only a little. After watching her "play" a couple of games, she offers the gadget to me and says, "Here, Mama. You try it." And so after 10 games, I finally understood the logistics of the silly gadget. So I try the "boxing" program which requires two hand-held gadgets. Not only did I break a sweat after 14 rounds of "fighting" but I used muscles in my arms and back that I did not know existed.
Upon plopping down on the floor underneath the ceiling fan, I realized that I thoroughly enjoyed knocking out Steve, James, Ben and some Asian guy whose name eludes me at the moment. Ladies and gentlemen, I have discovered one of the best stress busters ever. And Kris has discovered that it is quite entertaining to watch her mother look like an idiot punching air towards the television and yelling, "Get up you son of a bitch!"
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I've been contemplating getting one for "Lindsay", but haven't been willing to part w/ my money yet. I've only played a couple of times, the most memorable being me and 3 of my girlfriends attempting to bowl sometime around midnight after drinking lots and lots of cold beer. I'm sure we were very entertaining if you happened to be a fly on the wall.
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