Laser Tag and Shopping Carts
Last night I played (read: attempted to play) laser tag. Other than the exasperating experience of running into packs of 4’0″ gun-toters, it’s quite fun. I would recommend one game anyway. The second starts to get a little redundant. Kind of like bowling, or kick ball.
I thought I was pretty clever with my code name (yes, you get code names). I was “The Others
.” I thought for sure that I would win with that name, but no such luck. 11th place out of 24. Most of the rest of the party were law students with names (that only law students would really laugh at) like “J. Scalia.”
This experience got me thinking… what else from our younger days have we abandoned? We may not get a thrill from kick-the-can anymore, but in this blessed country of ours, do we still find time to experience some child-like thrills?
I LOVE riding on the back of shopping carts at the grocery store. I don’t plan on stopping until I’m no longer physically able. One of my heroes, the chemist Henry Eyring Sr.
, used to do standing jumps onto his desk in the middle of meetings with students. Even up to late in his life he would challenge other students to a 40-yard dash.
Anyone up for a game of kickball? What do you like to do that produces the same unbridled joy of youth? What do you like to do for fun when you don’t think anyone is watching?