Blog Alas After I play a bunch of DDR, my knees inflict dance dance retribution. January 21, 2006 By Sara Story my cab driver told I take pictures You Might Also Like Sometimes, I forget about the Internet August 23, 2006 In which I am an unpaid shill September 1, 2011 Sighted: stickers in SE Portland December 17, 2014 omgimnaked January 20, 2006 at 10:49 pm The same thing happens to my mom (and me, to a lesser extent), but neither of us can stay away. I love that I got my 47 year old mother addicted to DDR. moriath January 21, 2006 at 12:05 am I can’t wait till I’m not in a dorm next year so I can have room to play my DDR…best exercise ever (and I’ll get enough practice that I can challenge a friend to drunk DDR…she actually gets better when she’s drunk. It’s a little scary) nevikmoore January 21, 2006 at 1:50 am For a moment I thought you wrote D&D, which had me worried. But this DDR you speak of: Is it better than a karaoke machine? arasay January 21, 2006 at 2:23 am Shouldn’t you be in San Antonio? Or dear god, was it librarian DDR? thisisnotanlj January 21, 2006 at 6:01 am dear god, yes it was. and it was fabulous. anonymous January 21, 2006 at 11:58 pm so do mine. capn_jil January 25, 2006 at 12:50 pm Sweet Jesus, duh-durrrrrrr thisisnotanlj January 25, 2006 at 1:05 pm you shoulda been there. also karaoke revolution. also guitar hero. etc., etc. all librarians, all playing games. it would’ve cracked your shit up. ::going back to manuscript:: capn_jil January 25, 2006 at 1:10 pm zombg karaoke revlution and guitarhero. I am looking forward to getting wasted and fagging out at an ostensible job thing. anonymous February 17, 2006 at 2:09 pm XD XD XD XD XD That is so cool. :D DDR is the shit. But I can’t dance, so I just watch all my sexy friends shake their asses.