It was a boring Sunday afternoon, and none of us had anything to do. It was just Aunt Phyllis, Uncle Pat, and me driving around trying to make a plan. Finally, we decided to go to our semi-local casino called Mohegan Sun. It's a great place because they have a DDR machine (Dance Dance Revolution, for the not-so-acronym savvy) in an arcade, and my parents can go play on the slot machines. They ran out of money before I did, and my dad decided to take a thirty second video clip of me and some random Asian kid playing DDR. It's very low quality, and it's short, but I think you can get the gist of what happened. I'm on the right, and the Asian kid is on the left. He was a 'bar whore,' as we call them. He hangs onto the back bar in order to take the weight off his feet so he's able to move them faster. I still beat him, but only by a bit. He was a good player, and it was a very good match.