Once upon a time, when laser pointers were a new, novel idea, I got one.
I went to BIL2’s bachelor party with BIL1. B1 and I were at one end of a 40 foot table, and a friend of B1 and B2 was at the other end.
I was messing around by placing the dot on people’s ketchup bottle or salt shaker from across the restaurant then turning it off before they could find me.
The friend at the other end of the table motioned that he wanted to see this thing; they weren’t very common after all. I took it down to him, and came back to my seat, only to see him shining in his eye! He would point it away, then hold it back up to his eye, just smiling and having a ball. I waved frantically for him to stop - the music and noise prevented any chance of yelling. He just smiled and waved back, still shining the damn thing right into his eyeball. As I jumped up to rush down and try to save what’s left of his vision, BIL1 grabbed me and stopped me. “He’s got a glass eye, doofus. He’s just messing with you!” I wanted to punch him then, but it was pretty funny.
Last year, we took the kiddies to Myrtle Beach for spring break. We try different places every year, and I heard they had good golf, so we went. I was unaware that it was the redneck Riviera of the East coast. We were the only family in town that week with 4 matching tires and all of our teeth. But I digest…
Jr. took my green laser pointer to the balcony of our 22nd floor room one night, and shone it on the beach. It’s very powerful, and shone a bright green dot on the sand.
Immediately, it was joined by 1, then 2, then 4, then more red dots, all pointing at the same trash can. He moved it away to a chair, and the dots followed. Everytime he would change targets, the red dots would chase the green. Then, he would just race it up and down the beach, tracing shapes and stopping on things, and the red dots would just chase the green no matter what. We looked over the railing straight down, and could see kids (and grown-ups) hanging over their railings at different floors. We all just laughed and waved at each other, then went back to annoying people on the beach.
Good times.
Downside of a green laser, especially a strong one - it points to you as well, especially at the beach with the moisture in the air at night. I walked over a mile south of the hotel, then radioed back to Jr. to hit me with it. Zap! Like a green string, it showed me exactly what room he was in! There’s no hiding or lying when you do that; it stands out like a bright green sore thumb! If you’re off-axis by about 15 to 20 degrees or so, you can’t see it, but inside that 30 degree slice, anyone can see exactly where you are. No wonder the Feds catch people who do this to airplanes.
“Hey Bob- you see the laser beam there?” “Yeah, looks like a white pickup at the Wal-Mart. Call company security & let them know.”