the art of wiing, or in other words, getting our ducks in a row.

Wii. Get it? Wii-ing?

It could be an exclamation of joy, but in our case, it is Virtual Reality Resort Recreation (VirReal ResRec... just kidding. I just made that up).

Our instructors: D and N.

Our mission: Paddle our virtual canoe across the duck pond (virtual pond=clean pond), stay within the yellow buoys, and guide the baby ducks to Mama with our trusty canoe.

Easy, you say? Wii beg to differ.

Did you know:

Angle of your tilting controller determines the side of virtual canoe when you paddle. It doesn’t matter if you actually put the controller on that side. One could, in fact, paddle with a casual flick of the wrist while lying on the couch, as long as the angle is correct. (Physics genius or not, that is messed up.)


Did you know:

Ducks aren’t programmed to be caught and guided to Mama. This is also true for ducks in real life.


Did you know:

There is a breaking point even with fake canoeing. There is only so much turmoil a person can take while chasing ducks around that don’t want to be found. Not to mention the angst you feel when you tilt your paddle consistently at a wrong angle and crash into yellow buoys. It's surprising how a virtual world can still produce fake, real emotions.

Anyway, had anyone looked at us paddling furiously with little white control things in the middle of the living room, I would have been mortified. Out of context, we looked ridiculous.

So, tragically, the escape button was accidentally pushed before we finished, much to the disappointment of our teachers, who disapproved.

We could have done this business in the real duck pond by our house. The kinks are almost out in a daring mission to “rescue” a duck or two. (However, real pond=disgusting pond.) Anything is diverting at college, and relocating a quacker to a rival apartment's shower is hi jinks worthy of a blog post, at least. I'm told that all it would take is a little NyQuil and a cold front, since ducks (like humans) don't like to expend more energy than necessary, they use all their energy to keep warm and not a lot of energy to run away. And it's not really that hard. Though real ducks are a little twitchy, I’m told (information courtesy of the G sisters), “They squirm a lot," regarding relocation to the shower, "but they secretly like it…”