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Lo Fo Sho

John beat Max Unlimited on heavy. Using a pad. With his feet. None of this cheating with the controller. Yes, that’s right. I witnessed it. I said to myself, “what the heck” as he pounded through the beginning of the song. To say it was incredible would be an understatement - the guy’s a frickin’ amazing player. He got a “C” on it. No “D” for him. Amazing. We are bringing the DDR shirt idea together - I think we will get them printed fairly soon. Alright! As for me, I am about 50% there on my two-foot gallops. This, of course, means I am really only capable of one-foot gallops. So it goes. However, my grapevine step is nearly there (nearly being a relative word, of course). All of this combines to make me nearly good enough to pass Rythm and Police on heavy. When I pass that, I will be happy.

I’ve had more bizarre chats in this past week than since the hey-day of the Alex-Matt chats of yesteryear. Considering the math, I’ve been talking to him online for ‘round about 8 or 9 years. Wo!

Ah me, what else. Oh yes. I prayed. I prayed for one specific thing. I prayed for one very specific thing, for help and guidance with that thing, for strength. What it was I actually prayed for, it is not necessary to write down here. However, I can tell you one thing, my prayer was answered. Ladies and gentleman, those who are depressed and those who are in content, those who are frusterated and those who are down - prayer works. I’m not promoting any religion here - I completely respect whatever choice you have made - it’s your life. Regardless, I believe in the power of prayer.

I promise.

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