I started wondering what was the point of playing DDR on a keyboard, but then I remembered I sort of enjoy whacking colored buttons and pretending it's a guitar.

Holy shit. When you have to hire a contractor to come over to your house because you've been playing imaginary games that don't teach you anything or hold any real value... you need to quit.

My buddies are constantly chucking their Xbox 360 controllers across the room and breaking them, I still don't understand it.

No matter how mad I get (which I do sometimes while playing a game), I'm always able to rationalize what's worth destroying or not, based on it's value. Fuck a plate, but a monitor?

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