Please excuse me, I have to go Wii

So I played a Nintendo Wii last night for the first time. And it was really, really fun. And cool. It pains me to admit that, because I'm always the one ranting about how grown men these days would rather sit in their basements and play stupid video games rather than taking attractive and witty librarians on dates. Turns out there are some grown men who have figured out how to multitask by inviting attractive and witty librarians over to their basements to play video games. Tricky, tricky . . .

There were all these warnings about keeping the remote (I am not even going to call it a Wii-mote because I am not three years old, thank you) attached to your wrist and watching what you're doing so you don't hit anyone in the face or send the remote flying through the TV screen. Which, fair enough.

Now my arms are sore. Only I was totally good for my first time, I've decided. Turns out Wii baseball is the only kind I can play without public embarrassment, shame, and injury. I actually won twice when the game invoked the Mercy Rule after I got 6 home runs. I've never heard of there being a Mercy Rule in real baseball, but whatever. It means I win. I win I win I win. At video games of sports.

It is like Opposites Day!!!

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