Painballin'

I played paintball for the first time in my life today, and it was awesome. I was worried about two things: getting shot within the first 20 seconds of each game, and getting blasted in the back of my bald head. Neither one happened, so it was a good day. I did get shot in the mask twice, though. The worst part is I thought for sure I had the dude each time. The second time I didn't even think he knew I was there. But then all of a sudden everything turned yellow from the blast right between my eyes, so I guess he figured it out. The best part was when we played the game where one team has to protect a guy with a reflective vest, and the other team's goal is to kill him. The guy with the vest was the same guy that shot me a few games earlier who I had already blasted at least three times, but since the paintballs never actually broke on him, the cheating prick kept playing. So when he put that vest on and got in my crosshairs, I unloaded on his bitch ass. He was running for cover behind a car and I'm sure I hit him at least once or twice, but he kept going. Luckily he wasn't smart enough to get behind the tire of the car and I could see his legs, so I emptied my gun on him. I had to have hit him at least 4 times before he finally admitted defeat. I made sure he knew who got him.

The paintball place was really cool. It's an abandoned warehouse that used to be a train platform, so the middle is raised up and the sides are sunken in where the tracks used to be. There are old cars and stacks of tires everywhere, and there's a little treehouse looking thing in the middle that's elevated up about 5 feet so you can snipe people. Everyone had a great time (except apparently the dude I was talking about earlier that was taking things a little too seriously) and we plan on going a lot more. There were 18 people this time and we might be able to recruit a few more for next time.