A Whole Lot of Fun for a Nickel

When I'm old I'm going to have a whole yard full of lawn gnomes. That way when a car full of teenagers is on a quest, they will know exactly where to look. Tonight I was on such a quest. We searched all over the town of Lehi for a lawn gnome, but to no avail. It was rather upsetting. We did however discover Chelsey's neighborhood has its fair share of horders. The problem being they only horde plastic woodland creatures, giant sea turtles, and a mermaid. What? Thus the lawn gnome quest was futile.

When the search for a small bearded man failed, I opted for Nickel City. Which is in fact not the same as Nickelcade. Nor is it at the same address. *Cough Mike cough* I felt a twinge of guilt for so quickly abandoning the search for a certain lawn ornament, and leaving my fellow seekers to fend for themselves. But when Mike came to pick up Lindsay and myself, I felt much better. 2 girls + 6 boys. I felt like the odds were in my favor. Until I realized how awkward the entire set up was. The drive was silent. No exchange of hellos or anything of the sort between Lindsay's abode and Nickel City. I felt as though I'd come to a party uninvited, but I was invited. I'm just not entirely sure I was wanted. Mike assured me that I was wanted, at least by him. And that was all I needed.

I wasn't about to allow myself to feel stupid. I was already there, so why not enjoy it? And enjoy it we did. Nickel City proved to be a winner. Lindsay and I played some ski ball, got a few tickets. Played some Plinko, a few more tickets. Played some Big Bass Wheel Pro, got a thousand tickets! Jackpot! After that, luck was on our side. We were winning the arcade games with ease, and our ticket boas grew until we were attracting lots of attention and dying of suffocation by arcade tickets. We inspired others to try Big Bass Wheel Pro. They weren't as lucky as us. Personally I was fond of the ticket counter. Everyone was staring at us. In awe of the immense ticket pile we had built up. And you know what lots of tickets means... Lots of prizes! We know who to accessorize believe you me. Although I don't know how boys do it. I wore a fake mustache for all of 2 minutes before it tickled and itched and bothered me more than I could take. All in all a beautiful night full of immaturity and joy.