Nothing more to really add that Craniac didn't. I had en enjoyable and relaxing evening which is exactly what I needed. Of late I find myself graviting to the mid length oldies that don't require insane amounts of brain burn but just allow me to enjoy a good solid game while sitting around and chatting. Last night certainly landed in that region I am seeking of late. I didn't win anything but I still had a great time.
I picked up Vegas Showdown thanks to Tanga and I have to say of all my Tanga purchases that one was the bets payoff. It is a upper level gateway game and I have enjoyed every play of it. Race for the Galaxy is also just a nice solid game and it was nice to get a couple games in. On Feb 6, 11:24 pm, "M. Crane" <[email protected]> wrote: > In attendance: Sylvus, Nate T., NatDay, NinjaBob, Craniac, Marc > Johnston, Ed-- (I feel like I am forgetting someone, sorry) > > We started off Playing No Thanks, and then half the group played Race > for the Galaxy (Bob, NatDay, Sylvus, and did Ed play or just watch?). > Nate T., Marc and I played three-player Neuroshima Hex. I was pretty > excited because I hadn't played in a while and playing experienced > gamers is different from playing my sons, ages 9/12. Fortunately Nate > T. had read the rules recently and was able to help me stumble through > an explanation. > > A game of Monty Python Fluxx was played in there somewhere, and it > looked pretty fun. Also Levi, the owner stopped by and greeted us, and > told us to let him know if he's doing anything wrong or anything > right! I believe Nate T. had mockup membership cards that looked > great. > > Afterwards, NatDay, Nate T., Sylvus and myself played Vegas Showdown. > The game always seemed a little blah to me but Nate T.'s and Sylvus's > enthusiasm was contagious, and we had a good game. I'm wishing I > hadn't traded my cheap Tanga copy now. It would be a great gateway > game. > > Marc, Ed and Bob played Neuroshima Hex again, and then Marc played it > one more time (way to be a good sport) against Ed, I believe. So NH > hit the table a lot last night. > > All in all it was a wonderfully pleasant evening that helped me get my > mind off of work and life stresses. Thank you! > > Miscellaneous: Sylvus mentioned a David Eddings series he was reading > that Nate and NatDay had both heard of--was it the Belgariad? > > While playing Vegas Showdown I was reminded of Tim Powers' Earthquake > Trilogy-- > > A review:http://www.sfsite.com/10b/erth19.htm > > Tim Powers rights historically rich Urban Fantasy. But if you just > want to read one book, check out his cold war spy novel with a fantasy > backdrop, "Declare" which I thought was pretty cool. > > Here's an excerpt: > > Chapter One > > London, 1963 > > Of my Base Metal may be filed a Key, > That shall unlock the Door he howls without. > > -- Omar Khayyám, The Rubáiyát, > Edward J. FitzGerald translation > > From the telephone a man's accentless voice said, "Here's a list: > Chaucer...Malory..." > > Hale's face was suddenly chilly. > > The voice went on. "Wyatt ... Spenser..." > > Hale had automatically started counting, and Spenser made four. "I > imagine so," he said, hastily and at random. "Uh, 'which being dead > many years, shall after revive,' is the bit you're thinking of. It's > Shakespeare, actually, Mr.-" He nearly said Mr. Goudie, which was the > name of the Common Room porter who had summoned him to the telephone > and who was still rocking on his heels by the door of the registrar > clerk's unlocked office, and then he nearly said Mr Philby; "- > Fonebone," he finished lamely, trying to mumble the made-up name. He > clenched his fist around the receiver to hold it steady, and with his > free hand he shakily pushed a stray lock of sandy-blond hair back out > of his eyes. > > "Shakespeare," said the man's careful voice, and Hale realized that he > should have phrased his response for more apparent continuity "Oh > well. Five pounds, was it? I can pay you at lunch." > > For a moment neither of them spoke. > > "Lunch," Hale said with no inflection. What is it supposed to be now, > he thought, a contrary and then a parallel or example. "Better than > fasting, a -- uh -- sandwich would be." Good Lord. > > "It might be a picnic lunch, the fools," the bland voice went on, > "arid here we are barely in January-so do bring a raincoat, right?" > > Repeat it back, Hale remembered. "Raincoat, I follow you." He kept > himself from asking, uselessly, Picnic, certainly-raincoat, right-but > will anyone even be there, this time? Are we going to be doing this > charade every tenth winter for the rest of my life? I'll be fifty next > time. > > The caller hung up then, and after a few seconds Hale realized that > he'd been holding his breath and started breathing again. Goudie was > still standing in the doorway, probably listening, so Hale added, "If > I mentioned it in the lectures, you must assume it's liable to be in > the exam." He exhaled unhappily at the end of the sentence. Play- > acting into a dead telephone now, he thought; you're scoring idiot- > goals all round. To cover the blunder, he said, "Hello? Hello?" as if > he hadn't realized the other man had rung off, and then he replaced > the receiver. Not too bad a job, he told himself, all these years > later. He stepped back from the desk arid forced himself not to pull > out his handkerchief to wipe his face. > > Raincoat. Well, they had said that ten years ago too, and nothing had > happened at all, then or since. > > "Thank you, Goudie," he said to the porter, and then walked past him, > back across the dark old Common Room carpet to the cup of tea that was > still steaming in the lamplight beside the humming typewriter. > Irrationally, it seemed odd to him that the tea should still be hot, > after this. He didn't resume his seat, but picked up his sheaf of > handwritten test questions and stared at the ink lines. > > Ten years ago. Eventually he would cast his mind further back, and > think of the war-surplus corrugated-steel bomb shelter on the marshy > plain below Ararat on the Turkish-Soviet border, and then of a night > in Berlin before that; but right now, defensively, he was thinking of > that somewhat more recent, and local,... --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "utah county boardgamers association" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/ucboardgamers?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
