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July 21, 2003

Friday night was Annie's son Joe's birthday, so we took him and a bunch of his mates to Laser Quest for the evening. When we arrived, we discovered they had a bar and so Annie stayed there while I took the kids into the arena to fight.

Cor, it really took me back to when the Then Usual Suspects used to go on a weekly basis about ten years ago! Amazingly, I got top score. I beat six ten-year-olds. I'm so proud.

Running around in there to the accompaniment of that pounding "All your base" techno tune it struck me that Laser Quest is very like clubbing: it's dark, noisy, you're waving a glowing stick thing around and everyone's younger than you. Ah well, at least no-one could laugh at my dancing this way. Heh.

Posted by Jonah at July 21, 2003 12:08 PM