Feb
23
Here I am busting a move on the Dance Dance Revolution floor last night.
I’m not gonna sugar coat this, I’m terrible. But I’ve only played a few times before and that was 3 years ago. That cloud of smoke next to me is Chris, who is frighteningly good at DDR. He moves so fast that the composition of his molecules begin to break up and he reaches a gaseous state. Other arcade goers even gather around to watch him, he’s that good. Unfortunately it also means that it draws more attention to me. And while I normally love having people stare at me, I generally like it when they don’t have expressions of horror on their faces.
