I love arcades. Once people get over the fact that you're the only tri-decade aged female person there, then you can really have a lot of fun!
There's air hockey (Damn I'm good) and Pool (Damn I'm bad), there's ball games that require precision and timing and thomping gophers on the head with a mallet that just requires a lot of enthusiasm and occasionally a bit of cheating... cough...
You get to play on those old, old arcade machines and relive all the warm memories of when you were a kid, bashing away at the buttons to get your 'Golden Axe' character to swing his weapon or your 'Double Dragon' guy to kick ass. (After a bit more playing you also remember the horror and frustration of being beaten to a pulp by a bad guy you "Could have taken if he hadn't moved suddenly like that!")
And then in the end, you take all your tickets you've won, after paying say 40 bucks, and you go to the prize counter, have them counted up and then get to chose a sweetie or small prize that makes you feel like such a champ even when you know that they would normally have cost you a few cents if you'd gotten them anywhere else.
Let's Play!
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