Hyperspace and the Stoners

Joust would have been fun, but it was taken by the stoners. Centipede was open, but that was a panic attack waiting to happen. Counting the dollar Jess had given us for playing cowboy in Indian at the door, we had eight dollars total. We ended up dropping three dollars on asteroids, even though Martin had it on Atari at his house. In spite of his black hair, he'd always been red, like claiming that top spot for all Indians everywhere. Since I was his little brother, I was baby red, I guess.