Saturday, March 22, 2008
The Bunny Bowl
Sports fans, we have recently completed the first annual Bunny Bowl! What is the Bunny Bowl, praytell? Why, it is a single elimination Wii bowling tournament played between some of our friends here in the 'Nois: the Panther, Punjab, the lovebirds, Pirate, Pinky, P and myself. The number one seed, me, won. However, Punjab (the number seven seed) made it to the championship and P rolled her first 200 game to nearly beat me in the final four. For the first time, Bru remained in the room and heckled the crew with inopportune howls. Pictures to come.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Houston Wii Have Some Problems
In the past couple of days that we have owned a wii, we have learned some things that we did not expect. These things aren't negative per se, but they give us pause and call us to reflect on the thing we wished so hard for.
1. Bru is crazy scared of the wii. So scared that he runs upstairs and will not return until he hears that we are finished. At times he will come down to check on us to see whether we have broken something, but for the most part he wants nothing to do with this new gadget. We feel bad because he is our #1. Still trying to solve this problem.
2. P has developed wii arm, which means that she is complaining of soreness behind her right shoulder. This soreness doesn't lead to a reduction in wii play. It does, however, lead to an increase in griping. To solve this problem, P is learning to play with both arms. She is also trying to convince herself that she is as good with the left as she is with the right.
3. The unfortunate naming of the wii has also led to an increase in wii-wii jokes by all parties. I am complicit, P is too, but we are seeking counciling for our inappropriate social behaviour.
4. P is as interested in creating mii's as she is playing wii. This is confusing, so let me explain. The wii allows you to create cartoon characters called mii's that can look pretty close to what you see in the mirror (if you do it right). P is obsessed with this feature as we have more mii's than we know what to do with. Our neighbors have mii's, all of our good friends have mii's, heck we even have mii's of our family members. There is also an online site that gives directions on how to create famous mii's. For example, we have made Abe Lincoln, George W, Paris Hilton, Napoleon Dynamite and so on. I am going to create an Oprah mii and get in the boxing ring with her. Those who know mii know that this is not a secret desire to fight women, just a frustration with her book publishing habits.
More to come...
1. Bru is crazy scared of the wii. So scared that he runs upstairs and will not return until he hears that we are finished. At times he will come down to check on us to see whether we have broken something, but for the most part he wants nothing to do with this new gadget. We feel bad because he is our #1. Still trying to solve this problem.
2. P has developed wii arm, which means that she is complaining of soreness behind her right shoulder. This soreness doesn't lead to a reduction in wii play. It does, however, lead to an increase in griping. To solve this problem, P is learning to play with both arms. She is also trying to convince herself that she is as good with the left as she is with the right.
3. The unfortunate naming of the wii has also led to an increase in wii-wii jokes by all parties. I am complicit, P is too, but we are seeking counciling for our inappropriate social behaviour.
4. P is as interested in creating mii's as she is playing wii. This is confusing, so let me explain. The wii allows you to create cartoon characters called mii's that can look pretty close to what you see in the mirror (if you do it right). P is obsessed with this feature as we have more mii's than we know what to do with. Our neighbors have mii's, all of our good friends have mii's, heck we even have mii's of our family members. There is also an online site that gives directions on how to create famous mii's. For example, we have made Abe Lincoln, George W, Paris Hilton, Napoleon Dynamite and so on. I am going to create an Oprah mii and get in the boxing ring with her. Those who know mii know that this is not a secret desire to fight women, just a frustration with her book publishing habits.
More to come...
Monday, March 10, 2008
Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The hunt is OVER!!! We got a Wii yesterday...here's the amazing and heartwarming story. By the way, Lifetime contacted us last evening for the rights and told us that it should come out in November of this year. Here's an early preview, cue the music.
Last Sunday, we resolved to give up on the Wii search when P and I realized that to compete for a Wii in our town (note "compete" not "get") you have to sit outside Circuit City for almost three hours. That means that people are/were sitting out there around 6:00am. Crazy.
On our way to the windy city yesterday, however, our friend S called to tell us that her sister and her sister's husband were standing in line for them at a Best Buy in the burbs and wanted to know if we wanted them to pick one up for us? Answer: yes (in a supersonic high-pitched squeal from me). Mind you, we haven't made a deliberate trip up to the burbs since October, so for this to happen on the day we decided to "get out of Normal" was incredibly seredipitous (as if I wouldn't have driven up there just for that). We got this call while we were at Red Robin (one of P's and my favorite restaurants) with two of our good friends. So . . . let me get this straight, good food, not in Normal, great company and we get a Wii? Must've done something good! Actually, I made a wish by holding my breath over a bridge so do that cause it really works (not really)! (By the way, I was so happy to hear about the Wii that I nearly forgot that P and I were accosted by the Red Robin manager for drinking out of the same lemonade glass! sigh...)
So we got the Wii, and had the crew over to test it out. Best system ever! Everyone loves to play, and for the first time in my life I had to tell P that SHE needed to put down the video game and go to bed because she has to work this week (I am on SPRING BREAK).
Anyway, thanks to Pinky and the Pirate!
Last Sunday, we resolved to give up on the Wii search when P and I realized that to compete for a Wii in our town (note "compete" not "get") you have to sit outside Circuit City for almost three hours. That means that people are/were sitting out there around 6:00am. Crazy.
On our way to the windy city yesterday, however, our friend S called to tell us that her sister and her sister's husband were standing in line for them at a Best Buy in the burbs and wanted to know if we wanted them to pick one up for us? Answer: yes (in a supersonic high-pitched squeal from me). Mind you, we haven't made a deliberate trip up to the burbs since October, so for this to happen on the day we decided to "get out of Normal" was incredibly seredipitous (as if I wouldn't have driven up there just for that). We got this call while we were at Red Robin (one of P's and my favorite restaurants) with two of our good friends. So . . . let me get this straight, good food, not in Normal, great company and we get a Wii? Must've done something good! Actually, I made a wish by holding my breath over a bridge so do that cause it really works (not really)! (By the way, I was so happy to hear about the Wii that I nearly forgot that P and I were accosted by the Red Robin manager for drinking out of the same lemonade glass! sigh...)
So we got the Wii, and had the crew over to test it out. Best system ever! Everyone loves to play, and for the first time in my life I had to tell P that SHE needed to put down the video game and go to bed because she has to work this week (I am on SPRING BREAK).
Anyway, thanks to Pinky and the Pirate!
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Happy 5th Birthday
Yesterday was our five-year-old nephew's birthday. Rumor has it Chuck E. Cheese was filled with A. and all of his little buddies--and of course his crazy little sisters. We also heard that pinatas no longer break after a few beatings from a five-year-old. It now takes adult intervention to get to the good stuff. Happy Birthday, A!
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