Here’s a link to my flickr set from the derby, and here is a crappy video with minor crashes, some crazy driving, and some other crap. I had the wrong SD card in the camera so I only had a few seconds worth of video to record. My other (even worse) videos from the derby should pop up in the related links area if you go to YouTube.
Finally, an anecdote. Mrs. ACW and I frequently find ourselves engaged in an epic battle of world-sodomizing proportions when we play board games with my brother and sister-in-law. Tempers flare, someone flips the game board, a shiv appears as if from nowhere, and worst of all- feelings get hurt. Apparently the last time we all played Cranium Turbo, it was my feelings that got hurt. Or maybe I’m just a dick. You decide.
My brother and his wife took Cranium Turbo over to a friend’s house to have dinner and play a friendly game with the friend and the friend’s mother. The friend was asked a “Sculpturades” question (the player must use modeling clay to create a sculpture to get the other players to guess what the answer to the question is) so she got the modeling clay out of its little plastic tub to start sculpting and was immediately struck with a message that was poked into the bottom of the clay with a pencil:
Mokie loves the cock.
My only regret is that it wasn’t the friend’s mother who found my message in the clay.
you know, that pretty much just looks like you filmed the intersection outside my house…
Playing nice with others is one of life lesson’s that is the hardest to master.
Mr. Flunky and I play Trivial Pursuit with two annoyingly smart friends. He’s a family doctor and she’s a college professor. They are both 30 years old. Mr. and Mrs. Flunky end up saying mean things to each other while Mr. and Mrs. Smarty-pants sit and laugh at their two retarded friends. Any other time I love my husband and my friends, but when board games are involved I want to beat them over the head with the chair I’m sitting in.
So….no, you are not a dick. For that at least.
Hahahaha, that’s so awesome!
Let me tell you - if you want a game where people end up stabbing each other, running crying from the room, swearing to burn each other’s house down - Killer Bunnies. It’s a game with a pointless ending, instead just being an excuse to be a complete fucking d-bag to everyone else that’s playing. Pregnant and I currently have a ban in place on the game after the last time we had everyone together to play - there was….ugliness.
:)
After my wife and her friend ruined Risk for the 10th time by forming an alliance to get rid of everyone else and declaring peace the only game I’ll play is Swearing Balderdash. That way I can be mean and crueal and everyone thinks I’m really getting into the spirit of the game.
I don’t play games with other people because I’m a sore loser. I tend to get loud. And violent. And then people stop inviting me over. So, yeah, no games for me.
Maybe you need that rule, too.
When I play risk, I always take Australia first. Whoever controls Australia controls the world. South America goes next. Then North America. Then Africa or Europe. Only a moron goes for Asia.
Scattergories is what gets me screaming at people. A while back, the category was “tools.” My clever answer was “Fear.” The group voted that tools meant hand tools…I don’t think that they get the point of the game. Fuck that game.
There’s clearly nothing here that can’t be resolved with a night out at the titty bars.