Excuse me for the poorly worded title. In fact, I would have called this post, “Why Nintendo Should Be Paying Rannie for Spreading Wii Love All Around This City And Making Wii Converts Out of Even People Like Me Who Don’t Play Video Games,” but it just seemed like overkill. So we’ll stick to the silly alliteration.

I have fallen in love with the Nintendo Wii. In fact, I love the console so much so that I’m thinking of purchasing one myself. Just for context: the last video game console I bought for myself was the original Nintendo Entertainment System. Yup, the one with Duck Hunt. I’m that old school. The thing about the Wii is that — unlike most video game systems — you don’t need to have particularly agile thumbs to use it, and it is much more social and active than the typical console. Perfect for someone like me who happens to have fat thumbs and no hand-eye coordination, and tends to get fidgety really quickly. The Wii truly is a revolution in gaming technology.

Ever since purchasing his own Wii, Rannie has been going around the city and hosting Wii parties and introducing everyone in Toronto to the greatness that is the Nintendo Wii. And from what I’ve heard from everyone I’ve ever met that has been to a Wii party, the idea is a marketing success: everyone seems to want to buy one now. So what I’m saying here is that Nintendo should start paying Rannie for his efforts; or at least, give him a cover spot on the next issue of Nintendo Power.

I had the chance to go to a Wii party at the Whippersnapper gallery last week, where there were five Wii, several controllers, projection screens, and a slew of good food. And it was there I fell in love with the Wii. I’m thinking of buying myself a Wii as my own birthday gift to myself later this month, but I’m waiting to see how my immigration stuff clears up first.

For those of you that haven’t had the chance to play the Wii yet, make every effort to do so. You will be wowed.