Safety Dance

We're supposed to get the Vue back tomorrow. That'll be nice. The only problem is that the body shop closes before I'd be able to pick D up and take her there. Seriously, we'd get there about 10 minutes late, and that shop becomes a ghost town at 5 minutes to quitting time. So she decided that she'll just take the bus after work to the shop. But, having never used the buses in this town, she decided that it would be best to use it to get home today, just to know what to expect and make sure it would get her there in time. What she didn't anticipate was, after finding that it would work just fine, that she still was being dropped off today at the nearest bus stop.

For all of you who have never seen our home or it's location relative to the nearest stop, it's quite a hoof. A good half mile at least. In 100+ degree weather. No joke, when I opened my car today it was like opening the hatch to a blast furnace. The local weathercast gives the daily high forecast in numbers that are ON FIRE. She had a good 20min hike home in that. I'm surprised there wasn't melted rubber footprints 500 feet from the house where the soles of her shoes started melting...

Understandably, she was in no mood to DDR. I had, however, purchased DDR Universe 2 over a week ago, and it was still waiting for me, calling my name for help from inside its shiny, shrink wrap prison. So I decided I would exercise after dinner. Overall, they kept the same look, feel and timing from the previous installment, just changed the playlist. They also changed the announcer from a girl to a guy, but didn't change the lines. There are things that sounded very cutesy when the girl said them that sounded just a little bit "Ha Ha~!" when the guy said them...

So I started slogging through the new playlist, trying to learn the songs and the new steps. I was only planning to play for about half an hour, but ended playing a little longer. It was a nice mix of house, dance and electro, with a few Japanese oddities thrown in there to remind you that this game didn't come from the states. That is, until I hit the 80's. You know, I'd never seen so many 80's titles in a DDR game before, not to mention that with the advances in technology, the songs are accompanied by the original, full-length music videos. You know, the ones from the era that was still trying to figure out what exactly a music video was, and how to make the video artistically relevant to the music. The 80's were weird.

If you clicked on any of those links, you deserved what you got.

Anyway, Colin came home from his sleepover sometime while I was busy working out. After shuffling the kids to bed and getting a shower, we decided to spend the last hour of our day relaxing and gaming. I powerleveled Keri's NIN to 24 and got to save a bunch of low-level people trying to party there. Seriously, it's like SE has designed all the best places to level to be absolutely impossible to get to and from at low levels without dying. At least once.

Hopefully, tomorrow we will get the call from the body shop that the car is ready and we can return to business as usual, but I'm not holding my breath. If I held my breath for things happening according to schedule in this city, I'd have done passed going purple or blue in the face long ago and instead have assumed a permanent plaid coloring. x.X" We'll have the car rental place on speed dial.