I am the outcast in a family of game players.
Every Christmas, we travel to Masters Daughter’s house and the male members of the family spend five straight days playing games. The younger ones extend the days into night by gaming with Play Stations and X Boxes, while the older ones keep it to a loud daytime activity of board games and card games.
Why is it that people have to rehash each and every hand after they play a game of cards? These are the same children who cannot be bothered to do homework because, after all, they have passed the test and they have listened in class, so why go over it one more time? They would rather lower their grade, than turn in their homework. But, they think nothing of spending fifteen minutes talking about who had which card, endlessly, all the while dealing out the next hand.
This year it was decided that the Clue game isn’t large enough so Gaffer is on a mission to extend the game to make it larger. I’m with XUP,Patience Is My Middle Name « XUP and I’m sorry (well, not really) to link to her so often, but geez, how can you resist a line like this:
“Or wanting to pull your own internal organs through your own throat rather than play a board game.”
Confession time: I do concede to play Dominoes and Cribbage. My brother, David and I played Cribbage and Chess by the campfire and it is all good memories to me. I’m so rusty on Chess that I would need a new teacher but I whomped Gaffer at Cribbage the other day and Army Boy and I are trying to figure out how to play Cribbage between Indiana and Kuwait.
As far as dominoes: It is a quick game. Nobody rehashes what numbers they had for fifteen minutes and the dominoes themselves are very tactile.