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Marie surprised me by spontaneously dragging me into Gameworks after dinner. Now, we are both very cerebral and can spend long minutes dissecting the root of a word so I initially balked. Plus it was gloomy out and neither of us was exactly bouncy. I haven't been into an arcade since Ryan was a teenager and I wondered over the technology and what someone set down from even 1950 might think if they were in there...it is truly like science fiction. Anyway. Getting cerebral.

It took us forever to figure out where to even get a game card (vs. tokens or-gasp-quarters!) so we could play and yes. We headed for pinball first. I suck at pinball (M was much better) but it is at least familiar. But bless my gal's heart. She pushed us to try new stuff.Wanna see something hysterical? Watch two 45+ year old "ladies" climb aboard "race cars" and try to figure out what the HECK you are supposed to do next.

But wow! After we died quickly, fully nauseated, we passed the dancing machines (shaking our heads-"uh, no") over to the Star Wars X-wing flyers game. We mounted our fliers and took off through the deserts, of, well, Star Wars land? TOO MUCH FREAKING FUN! Much more intuitive than any other driving game and we were snorting and laughing like mad.

No root words were examined. No heavy discussions about us or the politics of the Star Wars films. Just a ton of laughter (and too much inhaled Kentucky smoke).