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I was captured by chuck E cheese and tortured for the information regarding Mr Pacmans newly formed arcade empire.
Needless to say I got out with my virginity.
I met Bushnell last winter at Squaw Valley. I sold him a snowboard, actually. He's one of the coolest guys you could ever hope to meet. He had so much shit to talk about Bioware.
Warehouse space that was converted to massively cool indoor playground with rope ladders, and air trampoline, and a sky-coaster thingie, and just mega awesome in general, but was routinely shut down due to same woeful staffing conditions:
A place for my sister to climb the rigging higher than the staff were willing to chase, to which she would extort ridiculous amounts of tokens to egress from her perch.
So basically, during my era there, if you either worked at that location, or know someone who did, my deepest apologies, but at the same time, my thanks, it truly was place for a kid to be a kid...or a mini-mafioso as the case may be in regards to myself, sister, and cousin.
Bushnell has come out against ultra-violent video games like Grand Theft Auto because it's not constructive or cathartic to portray violence against a cop, sex worker or pimp. But it's okay to show someone killing zombies, because "they're already dead!
The Robots from Berserker, the Space Invaders from, um, Space Invaders and UFOs from Asteroids would like to have a word with you, Nolan.*
09/18/09
Needless to say I got out with my virginity.
09/18/09
09/18/09
09/18/09
1) The separate "kids size" entrance.
2) The pizza got less tasty in inverese proportion to how old you were. The salad bar was never tasty.
3) "A Transformer for my birthday! Awesome! Thanks, Dad...uh, is it supposed to be 5 inches tall? It looked bigger in the Sears catalog."
4) "Welcome to the Uncanny Valley! Population...you. And this banjo playing dog-thing. And his friends."
09/18/09
Hello Kitty Stationary: 150 tickets
Laser Rifle: 20000000 tickets
09/18/09
Prize counter woefully understaffed:
Anything pocket sized = free
Anything larger = cunning childish plots
Warehouse space that was converted to massively cool indoor playground with rope ladders, and air trampoline, and a sky-coaster thingie, and just mega awesome in general, but was routinely shut down due to same woeful staffing conditions:
A place for my sister to climb the rigging higher than the staff were willing to chase, to which she would extort ridiculous amounts of tokens to egress from her perch.
So basically, during my era there, if you either worked at that location, or know someone who did, my deepest apologies, but at the same time, my thanks, it truly was place for a kid to be a kid...or a mini-mafioso as the case may be in regards to myself, sister, and cousin.
09/18/09
The Robots from Berserker, the Space Invaders from, um, Space Invaders and UFOs from Asteroids would like to have a word with you, Nolan.*
*Meant for humor's sake and not serious.
09/18/09
09/18/09