It's not like she blew me off. She just left with another guy, that's all.

Riley ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


§ ita § - Jan 06, 2010 9:07:39 am PST #29628 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

And I have board games at home I can't get people to play!

I would totally play you! And bring my Superscrabble (it has quadruple letter/word squares) that I've never even opened. My weekends are such writeoffs though.

Watching quietly.

::poke:: ::poke::

And I'd bring Polgara.


msbelle - Jan 06, 2010 9:08:11 am PST #29629 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

speaking of, anyone who likes playing should start a game of whatever the fake scrabble is called on fb with me. I LOVE having games to play at night to de-compress and have no games going since the holidays.

ok - off to pick-up my very late Ethiopian food.


§ ita § - Jan 06, 2010 9:08:12 am PST #29630 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

remember that box we had going on fb? goodtimes.

Those were good times! I'm such a slacker these days it would be irresponsible.


DavidS - Jan 06, 2010 9:09:36 am PST #29631 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Most of my game playing came with my high school friends when we played penny poker, or Casino or Monopoly pretty regularly.

There was no cheating, lots of good-natured swearing, plenty of kibbutzing and mostly fun.

We also went bowling a lot which was much the same.

Some of my friends were more competitive and took losing harder, but we could usually just needle them about it.

It was a tricky adjustment going from my high school friends to my college friends. My HS friends were all quick witted and sharp tongued, and giving each other shit was a form of affection. The formulation being sort of, "I know you and your flaws and I love you anyway." Whereas my midwestern friends in college would look hurt at a quip which wouldn't even draw blood in HS.


DebetEsse - Jan 06, 2010 9:11:02 am PST #29632 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

My immediate family is aggressively good natured about board games. We apologize for conquering people in Risk. It's weird.

At Christmas, we played Scrabble with my 7 year old 1st cousin once removed. I was his dictionary, so he didn't try to lay down words that weren't. But we explained to him several times that his game-play had to improve significantly before he started talking that much smack without sounding completely ridiculous


sarameg - Jan 06, 2010 9:12:31 am PST #29633 of 30001

I very often get bored by games (and usually can't be assed to have a strategy, which makes them all the more pointless) so I will make up rules to entertain myself. This works well with a 7 year old trying (& so far failing) to learn how to cheat. But I refuse to play with those who take games seriously, because I am simply no fun for them.


Connie Neil - Jan 06, 2010 9:15:06 am PST #29634 of 30001
brillig

Hubby and I love a game called Chronology, where you have to place events in their proper place on the time line. It's great for history geeks. The game says to go until you have 5 cards in the correct order. Hubby and I agree that this is what wimps do and play to 20 cards. We just need to find more people to play it with.


Nora Deirdre - Jan 06, 2010 9:15:10 am PST #29635 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I'd be too busy looking up "Your mama," in Latin.

AHAHAHAHAHA!


JZ - Jan 06, 2010 9:16:22 am PST #29636 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

I will note that my bad-sportness is solely related to board games. Take me bowling, or to a bar for an evening of darts or pool, and I am happy as a clam despite the fact that I'm mostly pretty crappy at all three (except for the occasional improbably perfect throw or shot, executed flawlessly, that would cause a titled expert to break out in hives, promptly followed by at least three displays of risible incompetence). I'm cheerfully fascinated by people who are good at them and positively chuffed to be trounced by a great player.


Steph L. - Jan 06, 2010 9:16:40 am PST #29637 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Whereas my midwestern friends in college would look hurt at a quip which wouldn't even draw blood in HS.

I don't think you can attribute that to being midwestern. Lots of midwestern people quip. In a razor-sharp manner, even.