I played with my Wii today.Â
Seriously.
I'm not ashamed or embarrassed to admit it.
I played with it long and hard.
It was fun.
It was satisifying.
I played with it so intensely that my left wrist and elbow (I’m left handed) both cramped up, and my palm turned crimson from working the “joystick†for so long.
When it was over, I was spent, sweaty and exhausted.
And then, Â after taking about twenty minutes to replenish myself, I played with it again!
Stamina!
Then, Mary Ellen walked into the room and caught me. It was THEN I discovered that , when playing with your Wii, the pleasure increases one hundred fold when you have a partner!
 Mary Ellen and I bought the electronic contraption for each other for Christmas, and it is truly an amazing machine!
With this game system, you hold controls in your hands, and a sensor bar that is set near your TV picks up your movements and portrays them in the form of an animated character on the TV screen.
I played tennis, boxing, golf and baseball today. Actually, Mary Ellen and I both stunk at the games, but  did we ever fun with them!
AND, what impressed me most about my virginal experience with Wii was that I assembled the whole thing and hooked it up to the TV ALL BY MYSELF!!!!!  I even read the directions, and…DID IT ALL RIGHT THE FIRST TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Those of you who are loyal readers of this blog understand that this is a HUGE achievement, since my technological skills are somewhere close to those of your average weiner dog.)
When I proudly told my son Scott about my gigantic feat, he snickered and said, “Dad! It’s all color coded!â€
Yeah? So??!! You STILL have to know that the YELLOW Wii plug goes into the YELLOW jack on the side of the TV, don’t you?
KIDS!