Logic ain't all it's cracked up to be. Chuck taught me that.
This entry was posted on Wednesday, November 29, 2006 11:02 PM and is filed under Family.
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Tonight Zach had his birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese. They have a game that changed my perspective on life. In the game, lights flash on and off, creating the illusion that light is traveling quickly down a strip. The light in the center is red. When the red light goes on for that split second, you slam your fist down to stop it. The game lasts six seconds. Kids NEVER win this game. Adults win once in ten or twenty times. Ohhh, but the payoff. When you win, the machine spits out tickets like a, like a, like a...damn I wish I knew how to write a clever metaphor/simile.
Back to the story. I'm a logical guy. After the rush of 70 tickets flying out of the machine, it occurred to me that each token had cost me 12.5 cents. It took me 14 tokens to hit the jackpot. That's $1.75 for 70 tickets. Those 70 tickets will buy my kids a toy worth 15 cents. And then it hit me. Who cares? I'm at the lamest place any middle aged guy could be stuck at, and yet I experienced one hell of a rush winning that dumbass game. So I bought another ten dollars worth of tokens, and went at the game like some crack-addled zombie. I'm done with logic. It's boring.
