Yesterday I learned I’m pretty bad at life drawing. But it’s okay, because I’ve found my calling: Arcade games.
When I watched Before Midnight a couple of weeks ago, the characters said that you should always let a man win if you want him to carry on liking you. Well, that theory went right out the window. Sorry Ryan.
After a couple of hours (which cost us $15), we claimed our prizes. For every game, you win tokens that you can spend on a variety of plastic crap or big, gaudy stuffed animals – if you get enough points. We didn’t, and instead splashed out on vampire teeth, a Hello Kitty eraser, a whistle and some very fetching temporary tattoos. You know, useful stuff.