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What is it about June that makes me go all backwards like?

AT midnight, in the month of June,

I stand beneath the mystic moon.

An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,

Exhales from out her golden rim,

Edgar Allen Poe, The Sleeper

Yeah, Ed, that must be it, the opiate vapor. Might explain why I can't catch a break on Game Night lately. Anyway, let us proceed through the events of June GN in the order reversed of which they in actual time transpired were. Huh?

We'll open with an innovation, video. ("It's funny how the colours of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen." ) Not here on the blog of course, O my brothers, but over there where the flickers fly I have stashed such vids as I will now here describe. Now don't get all woozy on me my kinderlings as we will now be flying low over "Hotels". (Click for Video Numero Uno). Such wonders of hospitality. Will we ever get to play said game? Likely not. Likely just a flashed up, Vegasy sort of Monopoly©. Did you spot the foreclosed subdivisions out there on the periphery? Oh, they're there all right.

Before that, which we set up and didn't play, we had Q*bert

which we set up, selected two to play (yeah, lost that one too), read the rules ("When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you." thanks, Fred), and abandoned. Even the ever patient Colonel loses it as he attempts to instruct the hapless victims to be. (Click for Video Dos) Well, ought for two. And we've only just concluded. How did we reach this impasse?

Behold "Mystery Mansion".

Keys, locks, stairs, clues and, oh yes, secret passages. Alright, where was the skeleton? A skeleton would have really made my evening. Too many cobwebs and no skeleton. And we were all reaching for our readers to try and discern whether those were crates or barrels down the basement.

But you have to applaud the modularity of it all. And, you know, treasure chests.

And, speaking of treasure chests, we now come to the final exhibit for the evening, where it all began, always a favorite, Pirates!

A mostly lame adaptation of the always lame game LIFE cashing in on the popular Pirates of the Caribbean. But … Pirates! With raids! And skullduggery! Skeletons? Don't remember. Every move involved money changing hands which all pretty much balanced out. But it was paper money. Very non-piratical. Jewels! Doubloons! Captives! (especially wenches!)

Now that's the pirate game. (But lots of Chinese pirates, very cool).

And that spinner … Somebody should walk the plank for that spinner, aargh!

OK, here's where we came in, pass the wasabi peas.

P.S. Our best to comrade Dennis whose die tossing, piece shuffling wing kept him out of the game due to recent sawbones action. Be seeing you in July.

You know the pictures are always better over at the Flickr