Emy, Charlie, Erica and Brian came over for dinner on Friday. After a couple of hours of conversing, Brian brings up a cool video that he recently saw on YouTube.
It's a bunch of relatively old dudes dancing to "Ok Go" (a song I've never heard of, but very catchy tune) on treadmills. It's actually quite well choreographed (as far as treadmill dances are concerned). Check it out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeeR4Vnvs8U
Showing posts with label fun. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Where There's a Will, There's a Way
...And Where There Is Stinginess, There is Also a Way
So now that we are approaching the big day, Diesel and I realize that certains things have to be taken care of. One of them is learning how to dance. That's right. The white boy with no rythm and the Asian girl with no coordination will have to follow tradition and entertain the whole wedding crowd with our spasmsmatic dance moves.
I started calling dance schools to see who would take such horrible students such as ourselves. Apparently all of them do, as long as we're willing to pay them big bucks. The going rate is 100/hr, and apparently, we need about FIVE classes to get trained on dancing for our first song. That's a grand total of FIVE HUNDRED dollars!!! What the (*&#$(&##????
Indignant and stingy, I decided I would find a cheap way to do it. And indeed I did. With my beloved library card in hand, I put a hold on every single ballroom dancing DVD/VHS tapes available in the King County Library System. Cost: $0.00.
And then I remembered. Why have to even waste gas picking those up from the library if I could have them delivered to our house? So I Netflixed "ballroom dance" and found several beginner courses on DVD. I was ecstatic.
"How good and effective are these self-learn DVD's?," you ask? I have no clue. You be the judge at the wedding...
I started calling dance schools to see who would take such horrible students such as ourselves. Apparently all of them do, as long as we're willing to pay them big bucks. The going rate is 100/hr, and apparently, we need about FIVE classes to get trained on dancing for our first song. That's a grand total of FIVE HUNDRED dollars!!! What the (*&#$(&##????
Indignant and stingy, I decided I would find a cheap way to do it. And indeed I did. With my beloved library card in hand, I put a hold on every single ballroom dancing DVD/VHS tapes available in the King County Library System. Cost: $0.00.
And then I remembered. Why have to even waste gas picking those up from the library if I could have them delivered to our house? So I Netflixed "ballroom dance" and found several beginner courses on DVD. I was ecstatic.
"How good and effective are these self-learn DVD's?," you ask? I have no clue. You be the judge at the wedding...
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
God Bless DDR!
Tim and I have been busy remodelling his kitchen, so although I was very excited about finally cracking open my DDR set and joining the new dance revolution, I just never got around to doing it. Never, that is, until this weekend.
In honor of the greatest Japanese invention of the decade, I decided to throw a DDR party last Friday. This was, of course, only an excuse to catch up with friends and give everybody a chance to bust out those dance moves that they've been saving for a special occasion. And believe me, these were moves that I had NEVER seen before, moves that had been hidden for a REASON. For the most part, people were horrible, but I think everybody had fun.
The next night we had a dinner party and had some more friends over. Even though this was not a party revolving around DDR, we did end up playing it...again. I even have some footage of the Barb vs. Tim duel, which I will be uploading somewhere shortly. I can't say either of them have been elevated to the title of DDR Master, but I got to say that the little video is damn funny.
What I am most thankful for about this weekend, is the fact that Tim and I have inspired others to get their own DDR sets: Tarah ebayed hers right after the party, and Barb just asked Tim if she should buy the PS2 or XBox version of the game. Got bless DDR!
In honor of the greatest Japanese invention of the decade, I decided to throw a DDR party last Friday. This was, of course, only an excuse to catch up with friends and give everybody a chance to bust out those dance moves that they've been saving for a special occasion. And believe me, these were moves that I had NEVER seen before, moves that had been hidden for a REASON. For the most part, people were horrible, but I think everybody had fun.
The next night we had a dinner party and had some more friends over. Even though this was not a party revolving around DDR, we did end up playing it...again. I even have some footage of the Barb vs. Tim duel, which I will be uploading somewhere shortly. I can't say either of them have been elevated to the title of DDR Master, but I got to say that the little video is damn funny.
What I am most thankful for about this weekend, is the fact that Tim and I have inspired others to get their own DDR sets: Tarah ebayed hers right after the party, and Barb just asked Tim if she should buy the PS2 or XBox version of the game. Got bless DDR!
Thursday, January 19, 2006
The New Dance Revolution
"Don't drink and do DDR"
Sound advice from a 15-year-old kid. It was 9:30, and after watching the new Queen Latifah movie, Tim and I decided to go to GameWorks.True, we were about twice as old as the other kids there. And yes, the game that we ended up playing was RIGHT IN FRONT of the place, by all the windows, where EVERYBODY can see you. But we didn't care. We were up for a night of DDR.
"What the heck is DDR?," you ask.
Well, DDR is only the COOLEST GAME EVER, aka DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION (yes, "dance" twice, not just for effect, but because it's truly about dancing).
Here are the components of this most exciting and fun game:
1) Game itself with tons of Eurotrash hits
2) Dancing pads, which provide quite a workout
Now, the white boy and the Asian girl really sucked indeed (I did take off my boots so I could dance better, only to have the workers there tell me to put them back on), but we had fun. So much so, in fact, that I decided to buy the home version of DDR.
Upon arriving at work today, my friend Lauren and I spent several minutes ebaying the item. I was stunned at the amount of DDR games/pads that are out there!
Apparently I was totally unaware of the dance revolution that is taking place out there. Unlike the 70's disco dance revolution, this dance revolution is taking place in the houses of geeks all over the world! Geeks who will not leave their house, but feel very comfortable busting out their Napoleon Dynamite moves in the safety of their home.
I'm no geek, but I am gladly joining this dance revolution. I shall organize a dance-athon even and invite all my girlfriends. This will be FUN!
D00d!!! I just found out there are REAL DDR COMPETITIONS! Check out this link, it's really inspirational videos:
3rd Place Champ 2002
DDR'ing to Ricky Martin
Large and in charge do the DDR
My peeps do the DDR
AND, there are organized teams that practice and get ready for competitions. To find your local chapter, click here.
Sound advice from a 15-year-old kid. It was 9:30, and after watching the new Queen Latifah movie, Tim and I decided to go to GameWorks.True, we were about twice as old as the other kids there. And yes, the game that we ended up playing was RIGHT IN FRONT of the place, by all the windows, where EVERYBODY can see you. But we didn't care. We were up for a night of DDR.
"What the heck is DDR?," you ask.
Well, DDR is only the COOLEST GAME EVER, aka DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION (yes, "dance" twice, not just for effect, but because it's truly about dancing).
Here are the components of this most exciting and fun game:
1) Game itself with tons of Eurotrash hits
2) Dancing pads, which provide quite a workout
Now, the white boy and the Asian girl really sucked indeed (I did take off my boots so I could dance better, only to have the workers there tell me to put them back on), but we had fun. So much so, in fact, that I decided to buy the home version of DDR.
Upon arriving at work today, my friend Lauren and I spent several minutes ebaying the item. I was stunned at the amount of DDR games/pads that are out there!
Apparently I was totally unaware of the dance revolution that is taking place out there. Unlike the 70's disco dance revolution, this dance revolution is taking place in the houses of geeks all over the world! Geeks who will not leave their house, but feel very comfortable busting out their Napoleon Dynamite moves in the safety of their home.
I'm no geek, but I am gladly joining this dance revolution. I shall organize a dance-athon even and invite all my girlfriends. This will be FUN!
D00d!!! I just found out there are REAL DDR COMPETITIONS! Check out this link, it's really inspirational videos:
3rd Place Champ 2002
DDR'ing to Ricky Martin
Large and in charge do the DDR
My peeps do the DDR
AND, there are organized teams that practice and get ready for competitions. To find your local chapter, click here.
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