Laser Tag

So as you know (unless you have been living under a rock for 2 weeks), halloween was last weekend. I was a hippie, to finish off the look I bought myself some sweet Lennon glasses for the occasion. They have gold frames and blue tinted glass. I'm pretty obsessed with these glasses ....

There's something satisfying about putting these babies on and just basking in that groovy hippie glow. I don't know, maybe I have been smoking too much hippie weed... JUST KIDDING... this one's not into drugs.

This weekend, was my little sister's birthday party, I was one of the chaperones, the plan involved going to one of those small children's casino and laser tag places.

This is one cool dude 

When I walked in, my senses were immediately blinded by the smell of terrible pizza and the glare of bright flashing lights. My sister's pre-pubescent friends swarmed around me like a swarm of hollister-clad bees. There were arcade games all around promising tickets that you can trade in for crappy prizes and probably made of radioactive wastes from Hong Kong. Little caucasian children played all around, because hey, New Hampshire is about as racially diverse as an Abercrombie and Fitch catalogue. I endured the casino torture minus the smoke for a while, but then the real fun came: laser tag.


We corralled the children into a dark room where all your white clothes glowed because of the backlight on the celling. I endured a 5 minute long video on tagging safety which included: NO RUNNING. NO RUNNING??? What is this place? How are you supposed to laser tag it up when there's NO RUNNING????? Well, I put on my flashing, bulky, sweat drenched vest, and picked up my gun, ready for battle. There was two levels to this laser tag gaming area so I headed upstairs to shoot down. To my surprise, SEVERAL 10 year olds boys had already claimed the area, and they told me... I wasn't allowed to come up... WASN'T ALLOWED?? I paid good money for this and ill go where I want motherfuckas. Seriously... anyway I GOT MY ASS KICKED that night, running around like a crazy person, being chased by children, being shot at with beams of light. OH GOD.


It was some flippin sweet fun though... lets go back for a rematch little children... lets go back.