Ginger Kids – Genetically Weak

I have always been a believer that the gene that creates the ginger colour in hair is linked to a weakness in the DNA. Today, a good friend of mine, Midge (a ginger), told me a story from his childhood which scarred him for life. He told me because we are close friends and he thought I would not use this new found knowledge to my advantage. Actually, he probably knew I would use it against him and was wondering how and when it would happen.

The story goes like this:

Back in Grade 7 (1995) Midge switched schools half way through the year, to Woongoolba State Primary School. Being a new kid at any school is tough, but being half way through the final year is very frightening. Add to this the fact Midge is a ginger, and is little, hence the name Midge.

So here he was, scared, alone and probably just waiting to be beaten up. He made his way to the handball court. Could he impress onlookers with his skills and then be instantly popular? No. Instead he fell over in front of everyone. Pretty embarrassing right? Well, it got worse. He then began to cry. That’s right, he cried. In front of all his new peers, judging him, he broke down into tears. What a gingery little cry baby.

As you could imagine, the rest of his life he has had to live with this sad memory, constantly haunting him every day.

Poor randy rednut

I love Wiiing

The Nintendo Wii. Funny name, serious business. But can it live up to the hype? Probably, but I don’t care. I’m not going to write a review of the Wii, instead I’m simply going to write about my experience Wiiing and make everything I say sound as suss as possible.

My Wii experience started when my friend / workmate offered to lend his Wii to me for a few days. I gladly accepted, as I had been wanting to get my hands on his Wii for a while. I excitedly took it home and took it out of the box. I was surprised at how small his Wii was. I set up the Wii and took out the crazy remote like controls that enable you to Wii. Without these, Wiiing is impossible.

At first controlling the Wii was hard, I found it going everywhere and the accuracy of my Wiiing definitely needed work. My sister has been wanting to Wii for a while, so I invited her around. We Wiied together for a bit. I was better at Wiiing in most cases. On a side not, Wiiing is very hard. You find yourself waving your arms around and to be honest, you get tired very quickly. Being watched while Wiiing with your arms flailing around can be a bit embarrassing thats for sure! After a few games we tired of Wiiing, both physically and mentally so we decided to stop Wiiing for the day.

Today, not wanting to Wii alone, I decided to invite my mate Daywalker (Midge) around. I gave him the offer of “Wiiing in my lounge” which turned out to be impossible to pass up. He grasped the concept of Wiiing quickly. A bit of coaching and his Wiiing skills were exceptional. It wasn’t long before he was Wiiing by himself, and giving me great competition.

The fun didn’t end there though. Midge soon invited his girlfriend around to Wii with us. To protect her identity I will refer to her as Brooke. The first thing Brooke said when she arrived was how loud we Wiied. She said she could hear our Wiiing from a few units up. How embarrassing! At first Brooke was a bit reluctant to Wii with us. She watched Midge and I Wii for a bit before Wiiing with Midge. They were both great sports and even let me watch them Wii. Midge, being the great guy he is, then suggested Brooke and I Wii together. It was awkward at first, but Midge made us feel comfortable Wiiing together, and I have a sneaking suspicion Midge liked watching his girlfriend Wiiing with someone else. Our Wiiing was soon interrupted when Brooke’s phone rang. Not wanting to stop the stream of Wiiing, she continued to Wii while on the phone! I can only hope the person on the other end couldn’t hear the sounds of us Wiiing. We Wiied for a bit longer before our arms grew tired, which is when we ceased the Wiiing.

If you haven’t Wiied yet, I suggest you do, even if you just Wii in a video games shop, or do what I did and use someone else’s Wii.

I like Wiiing and so will you.