Late Date Can't Wait!

Game First: "Carcassone"
Did I spell it right? No time to meditate! Let's get to the review! This one is a popular and expandable table top game. Squares are added to squares to build a medieval world of wonder. Tokens are place to claim real estate in various formats (thieves, monks, royalty[?], etc.) This charmer came recommended by one of our dear gamer's daughter. Here we can see fate's fickle fingers placing a "carcass" (hence the name, I guess) on the field of play. Take that, mi'lord!

All around this was an easy and fun player inspite of the lack of ye olde pillage, rapine, plunder and plague. Having won the game makes it easier to recommend too. See me smile!

Game Twice: uh ..."Baloonacy"?, "Inflato-race"?, "Up, Up and Aiee"?

OK. So I can't recall what this one was called. Sue me. It was fun. Players each take their balloon and try to be first to fly to the moon the whole while foiling foes rise. Gas! Grappling hooks! Bad weather! All this and card play too. Yours truly couldn't float to the top on this one and I think our winner was that great gas bag we see checking the back side of his marker for excess sandbags in bafflement below.

A clean victory, but please don't let it inflate your ego. Try and rise above such things, hmmm?

Game Three-o: "The Partridge Family"

Thank Chet pics are worth a thousand words so I won't have to waste verbage deriding this sad waste of corrugated board. Ken Kesey can be held accountable for inspiring the insipid to drive around in busses and act like they're having fun sans illicit substances. Would that we were able to alter our conciousness to avoid facing the reality of this ...THING!

(Too ashamed to show his full face. He brought this in!)

The character line up. Ma Partrige and her brood, notably including David Cassidy and Danny Bonaduce. BRRR!

The WINNAH! Yep, brought it home in a basket with the help of MA herse'f. Great work Mrs. P. I never want to see this thing again!

And that's a wrap for '10! Let's try and be more consistent in our postage next year, alright Blame Game?