Obsessions

I am suffering from a few different obsessions (but for my obsessive collecting of 70s tv paraphenalia - the rest are alive and kicking):


1. Facebook, specifically Mafia Wars. I cannot get enough of this game. It is mindless but with a click of the cursor I can rob, kill, steal, mug, maime, assualt, and commit a variety of other crimes and misdemeanors. I love earning money for bad behavior and it basically allows me to live out my childhood fantasy of being in the mob.


2. Guitar Hero and Rock Band. Now, I did get Guitar hero Aerosmith for my birthday and basically I can rock out on Easy and Medium and I had fits once I got to hard. Enter Penny. Penny hosted a post wedding video game and lasagna party for us. It was the best party ever. She had the Wii and a variety of games, including Rock Band downstairs, and Dance Dance Revolution upstairs. Who is better than Me??? I mean US?? But for a brief interlude on DDR we played Rock Band for 7 hours. I know it is excessive - but the game ROCKED the house. Now, my sister was at this party and she really cut loose and sang her ass off. Most of the party goers did get a turn but Jdog, sidesalad, virgo2, and I pretty much rocked most of the day. I am not being modest here - we ROCKED! Truly! We amassed over 2million points. I will give the biggest shout out to Penny because she can a. throw a party; b. makes the best lasagna (not including my grams); and makes a world famous carrot cake; and c. once you eat this carrot cake you will never eat another carrot cake again.

Have you ever played Rock Band for 7 hours. Yeah, I threw my back out. I was in PAIN like I have never experienced before. I was hunched over and crying and had to be helped and driven around and Funkadelic went and bought (and applied) icy hot (mmmm) patches. I was an absolute wreck. Who pulls their back on Rock Band? Me. Despite this injury Sidesalad and I made the christmas gift pact - Rock Band all around. So, xmas comes and we get rock band. I am obsessed with drumming. I love it. The other day, I start jammin - and I admit that I have some signature moves (or bogarted signature moves) and I was on my 11th song or so, fro swaying, arms burning from my antics, and being all crazy. I end the song - earning my end of song bonus (horray) - stand, twirl the sticks between my fingers, point them at my audience (aka the tv) and drop them on the floor, and walk away from the stage (aka the chair in front of the drums in front of the tv). I immediately crash into the treadmill which is to my left - i had plenty of room of course but if you have played this game you know that after playing one song you can look away and everything feels like it is moving upwards, just like the notes (which are really moving down but the illusion is that the world is moving up - it has to do with refraction and reverse imaging and the muscle memory of the eye blah blah). So, the world is spinning after 11 songs and I go plowing into the treadmill. And still I play the game!!!