Teaching an old dog new tricks

What could be more tragic than a middle-aged man doing Dance Dance Revolution? Three middle-aged men doing Dance Dance Revolution. But GOD did we have fun.

Last week I was down in Los Angeles visiting Will and Andrew - with Chant (Matt) in tow. Chant and Wilma had done DDR a week prior and couldn't stop talking about the experience. So there we were... on a day jaunt to Long Beach. And instead of enjoying the coastline, or strolling the charming downtown streets, or even catching a glimpse of the undersea life at the aquarium - we popped onto Wilma's iPhone and conveniently found GAMEWORKS, a mega arcade with two DDR machines, in the heart of downtown Long Beach.

It was a weekday and the arcade was empty. Thank god. Well - 3 hours and $47 later - there were 3 middle-aged men, drenched in sweat, who had danced our asses off. Great fun. What we lacked in grace we made up for with "intent to master". With a few steins of beer in us, we transformed into 13-yr old kids stomping and clomping our way to HIGH SCORE.

Lesson learned: Try things that you think are too young for you and you'll quickly learn that the 13-yr old kid is still in there anxiously waiting to come out and play again.