Bachelor Party . . .

I have to admit that the first thing I think of when I hear “Bachelor Party” is the Tom Hanks movie from about 1984.  If that’s what you’re expecting, you might as well move on – my kid’s idea of an ideal bachelor party involved only three things – family, food, and fun . . .

 

With that in mind, about ten days ago the Smallwood men (my dad, Ryan and me, my brother Blake and his sons) headed to Scene 75 just north of downtown Dayton (think Dave & Buster’s on steroids).  None of us had been there since it opened a year or two ago – and we weren’t sure what to expect.  But we learned quickly that mid-afternoon on a perfect-weather Saturday is a great time to go – the place wasn’t crowded at all.

My dad was afraid that he might slow us down, but I was glad to have two more “senior citizens” on hand because otherwise the boys would have run me ragged . . .

 

We started out playing laser tag (Dad watched this from the observation window).  I borrowed these pics from Scene 75’s website – there was no way I had time to take pictures while I was being ambushed from all sides.

However, the second time we played I came within two points of finishing first – “Lassoo” was the name that was on my laser gun and I got nosed out by my nephew Conner.

 

I took most of my pics while we were playing “Black Light Golf”.  It was great – we played 18 holes in one room and 18 holes in another, and had the rooms essentially to ourselves both times.  Which was a good thing, because the boys enjoyed vamping with the props . . .

 

Ryan in the James Dean cutout (no, he had no idea who James Dean was).  And the pic on the right would have been great if I had realized that the flash on my cell phone really helped in this room.  Other than the pompadour, Ryan bore a striking resemblance to the “disc jockey” .

 

Then I discovered the flash – and the boys discovered the whale.  Conner went Captain Ahab on the whale with his mini-golf harpoon . . .

 

The boys also discovered that their putters could be used as pool cues to get the ball out of tight spaces . . .

 

Ryan’s eight seconds on the bucking shark.  And just because I glanced down and noticed what the black light did to my shoes . . .

Ryan and Tyler inside a motion simulator.  The rest of us got to watch on the monitors outside, and were glad we did when we watched them getting tossed around inside . . .

 

These three will always be drawn to the arcade games . . .

And I couldn’t resist four person air hockey . . .

 

The old-timers were more drawn to skee ball . . .

And we finally got the greeter at the door to get a shot (albeit a bit out of focus) of all of us as we were leaving.  Off to a pizza place and home by 9:00 – might not be your idea of a party, but the activities and hours suited all of us just fine.