Decisions, decisions! Who gets to decide which game we get to play?
And, with the decision of who picks comes the inevitable decision of who's rules will be used since few people actually stick to the original rules of the game anyway. according to some, that makes the game boring.
Wrangling over the options makes everyone look bad to the authority figures in the room since no one wants to wake up the sleeping giant in the recliner who watches out of the corner of one eye until time to dispense attitude adjustments.
So since everyone can't pick the game we play, how do we decide?
Draw straws? Roll with loaded dice? Shuffle and cut for the high card?
Or just wear down the opposition with incessant whining?
And when the game begins, how do we protect what is ours without encroaching upon another or loosing our valuable pieces in the process?
"The promptings of the Holy Ghost will always be sufficient for our needs if we keep to the covenant path. Our path is uphill most days, but the help we receive for the climb is literally divine." --Elaine S. Dalton
I am not, however, suggesting this as it would be against my religion, ahem.
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"The promptings of the Holy Ghost will always be sufficient for our needs if we keep to the covenant path. Our path is uphill most days, but the help we receive for the climb is literally divine." --Elaine S. Dalton
Well ok, how about Pit? It's a fast-paced game of trade. Just be sure to don't get the bear or the bull. Although some people like to use the bull as the last card needed to get the corner on the market.
I once played this game with my brother and a friend of mine and my friend didn't even deal the bull or the bear she sat on them throughout the game. My brother automatically gave her -40 points for it.
I think it was just made up. You know, how people like to make up stuff? Cuz like, there's not enough rules anyway? Caffeine... (hoss could fill some stuff in here... i'm drawing a blank)
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Yeah, a bunch of people said that face cards shouldn't be allowed because they were used to play gambling games. It was pretty much made up, with a possible tangential support by BRM, I think.
I think you're talking about Euchre, Poncho? It's really hard to explain in any terms more specific than a 'partner-based, trick taking game.' Like Pinochle or Bridge, you just have to spend some time playing it.
I knew I wasn't spelling it right. Yeah, that's about all I have been able to decipher out of it that it is a game where you have a partner and you try to bluff or trick each other or something.
I've seen some people who are masters at it. I used to know how to play it, but I forgot sometime a long time ago.
I like hide and go seek although that isn't a board game. I have successfully taught our various dogs to play it. The seeking part was quick. teaching them to hide without wagging their tails took time.
My mild mannered brother-in-law and my 9 year old daughter at the time we played it teamed up together (because our birthdays were January, February and March) and we kicked butt when we played Cranium.
People hate playing Cranium for me. Apparently the game was optimized for me... art/trivia/vocabulary/spelling/Pictionary... One time a like-minded friend and I went through the whole board before anyone else got a chance to play... they had to seperate us. :)
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I'm surprised no one has mentioned Rook yet. Yeesh, and you call yourselves Mormons?
I could be wrong but it's my understanding that face cards started to be frowned upon when some early Saints got so obsessed with playing Bridge that they were neglecting their families, and the Brethren told them to be more careful. It evolved from there into seeing face cards as "evil", which is one of the reasons why Rook became so popular.
In Southern Alberta it's almost the fourteenth article of faith that you need to play Rook, and play it well. It's a blood sport down there.
Personally, our favorite game right now is Balderdash. Sons 1 and 2 are getting really good at it, and the games are getting closer all the time. My all-time favorite definition made up during one of our games is one by 12yo son. "A Jamaican insult questioning gender." That boy is almost too smart for his own good.
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They might not look it, but bunnies can really take care of themselves.
I won Monopoly once by pure luck. Everyone thought I'd be the first to go. I was the one with the least property or money, but somehow I managed to avoid landing on everybody's spaces who had all the property and big bucks (I kept getting off cheap by landing on spaces like "the luxury tax") they duked it out to the death and I was left standing with my railroads and waterworks! Oh, I did have Boardwalk and Parkplace. But, that was it!
totally reminds me of my childhood making homemade bombs, blowing up fireworks in mailboxes, launching siblings into orbit with homemade flying machines that inevitably required a trip to the E.R. for stiches. . .
(I lived in a neighborhood with a boy-girl ratio of 10/1)
? This is in humor, but I don't get it. 
Maybe not checkers.
