The Fort Knox of Wii

It seems that the Wii console, which is in MY room, so that I can use it with my Wii Fit (currently a magnet for Greyhound hair and not my body) has parental controls set which makes me unable to set up the wireless, thereby rendering Netflix useless. Evidently, my husband set these controls up a couple of years ago because of the Wii News channel? Could the Wii News be any more damaging than the actual news? Surely not.

Fine, let me reset it. OK, it wants a PIN number. WHAT? I don't remember the ever popular pin that he was so fond of two years ago, next question. What is your favorite movie? Oooh that's easy...Pulp Fiction. EH! Not! WHAT? Yes, it is. This thing is stupid. Fine, let's try The Godfather. EH! WRONG! OK, Godfather leaving out the damn adjective because God forbid he have to stumble over waving that wand over an extra three letters AND the space bar. Yep, you got it...wrong again. Otherwise, we wouldn't be having this little blog tantrum at 2AM.

I am seriously peeved. I have tried every stinkin' guy movie I can think of and then some, but the place is locked up like Fort Knox and I refuse to phone Nintendo at 2AM to get my Netflix fix when I have two DVR's, both at almost 100% capacity. I wanted to have the option of watching something else, though, is that too much to ask? Apparently so. PPPFFFTT!