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Through the Mondays
Apparently Monday is the day that everyone in the world wanted to have a game day. (un?)fortunately for me, I had already agreed to go down to Mountain View to Mike and Eric's place to play games on Monday. Rather than test the efficiency of Caltrain, I ended up going with Drew to/from BART, which is a lot more convenient.
I think we had originally expected to play lots of games on the day, but we weren't there until 4pm anyway, and after some chatting about the games they had there, we decided to play Through the Ages. I didn't realize that it was a Civilization game and quite long, so after AN HOUR of Eric reading the rules I realized that
1) this was a LONG game
2) we weren't playing anything else
3) I wasn't internalizing the rules particularly well
So it kinda sucked for a bit, and I did royally screw up my opening, though not too catastrophically. The amusing part was that I eventually found one of those patented "WTF that can't POSSIBLY work" combos by playing Joan of Arc as my leader (you get 5 VP if anyone attacks you, and the "happy faces" in your temples give you military strength), chained that with the St. Peter Basilica wonder which doubles all of your happy faces, and then upgraded my temple. BOOM! Army of Arcness! No, not exactly, but had I not fucked up my economy early on I may seriously have been able to smite everyone with my holy happy smiley army thingy. Pretty silly that.
We only played the 2/3 game ("Advanced" instead of "Full") but it still took 6 hours. It was 11:15 when we left, and I did manage to be on the 11:49 last BART back to town.
Today is Tuesday and I walked to work this morning! It was exciting (well, no, it wasn't). I saw a bunch of homeless-looking people playing chess at 6th and Market, which was cool. Of course, I cancelled out the walking by really stuffing my face with food at work today. We have so much food and not enough people. Sigh. I guess I could walk home too, but I don't think that's such a good idea at night.
Joris has been picking on me for being bad at ping-pong. It turns out that what he really meant is "you're good enough to play with me, but I wish you were as good as Chris or Eric or basically anyone else." I actually think I'm fairly good at ping-pong for someone who's never been taught and has just played to rally for years. Shrug.
I think we had originally expected to play lots of games on the day, but we weren't there until 4pm anyway, and after some chatting about the games they had there, we decided to play Through the Ages. I didn't realize that it was a Civilization game and quite long, so after AN HOUR of Eric reading the rules I realized that
1) this was a LONG game
2) we weren't playing anything else
3) I wasn't internalizing the rules particularly well
So it kinda sucked for a bit, and I did royally screw up my opening, though not too catastrophically. The amusing part was that I eventually found one of those patented "WTF that can't POSSIBLY work" combos by playing Joan of Arc as my leader (you get 5 VP if anyone attacks you, and the "happy faces" in your temples give you military strength), chained that with the St. Peter Basilica wonder which doubles all of your happy faces, and then upgraded my temple. BOOM! Army of Arcness! No, not exactly, but had I not fucked up my economy early on I may seriously have been able to smite everyone with my holy happy smiley army thingy. Pretty silly that.
We only played the 2/3 game ("Advanced" instead of "Full") but it still took 6 hours. It was 11:15 when we left, and I did manage to be on the 11:49 last BART back to town.
Today is Tuesday and I walked to work this morning! It was exciting (well, no, it wasn't). I saw a bunch of homeless-looking people playing chess at 6th and Market, which was cool. Of course, I cancelled out the walking by really stuffing my face with food at work today. We have so much food and not enough people. Sigh. I guess I could walk home too, but I don't think that's such a good idea at night.
Joris has been picking on me for being bad at ping-pong. It turns out that what he really meant is "you're good enough to play with me, but I wish you were as good as Chris or Eric or basically anyone else." I actually think I'm fairly good at ping-pong for someone who's never been taught and has just played to rally for years. Shrug.
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