Wednesday, August 19, 2009
The Night I Got a Concussion
Wait, I'm exaggerating. But I am a little worried that I might have gotten a mild concussion.
I guess that is what happens when you go to places called Riot Zone. But don't you worry, I didn't just get a concussion, I inhaled my fair share of lawnmower engine exhaust and almost broke my child's neck. It was awesome. (I've really got to stop talking like my kids.)
So, if you ever find yourself in Rigby, Idaho (population 2,998) may I recommend the following. Go to Pickett's Bambinos and stuff yourself. The bambinos are actually baby pillows of dough filled with deliciousness -- not actual babies. Then go directly to Riot Zone. Go ahead and buy the all-night pass, then go hog wild. You're in the middle of nowhere, so you won't run into anyone you know. Which is a relief when you fly rear over head and smack your noggin.
Oh wait, if you actually live there you might run into every last person that you know. So, be careful with the showing off of your rear.