Creative Compulsion

I admit it, I’m hopelessly addicted to Wii MarioKart, or as I like to say, MarioKart Wheeee!

This stunning realization hit me a couple of weeks ago, when I was driving home. I suddenly had the urge to run over the car ahead of me. Not that this thought has never occurred to me before, but I’ve realized that road rage reaches a whole new level as a MarioKart addict.

I’m not a video game kind of person these days. Back in my early twenties, Sega Genesis was popular. My ex-husband and I would spend hours playing Sonic the Hedgehog. Loved that game. But, ever since then, no video game has been able to hold my interest for long.

We have an XBox, PlayStation 2 and the Wii. I guess it’s a result of getting older, but I’m just not coordinated enough anymore to do well on most of the games. That all changed with MarioKart.

It all started about a month ago, when my boyfriend bought MarioKart. He thought it was pretty cool, so he surprised my daughter and I by buying us the game with 2 Wii wheels. And, the insanity began.

There’s just something so cool about running down fellow motorists, bombing race tracks, being able to cause lightning strikes and pop golden mushrooms for a speed boost. The best part is being able to play online, so that you can extend your passive-aggressiveness beyond your own living room to the entire world.

An important tip I can pass on, please be sure to secure small animals and children, and close all windows and doors prior to playing the game. I don’t typically swear, but I’ve discovered a whole new vocabulary as a result of this game. See, it’s not just addicting, but educational, too! Yeah, I’ll keep telling myself that.

All in all, I would highly recommend becoming a MarioKart addict. It’s fun, it kills some time and, if you’re good, your kids will be impressed with your video game prowess. Just remember to use that road rage only for the game!