Apparently, people under the age of 28 don't know what Balderdash is.
And I can only say that the fault must rest on parents and older brothers and sisters everywhere. At the same time, it was lovely to be the one to introduce the game to some of the coolest, smartest and funniest people I know.
The Availables (our 20-30 something group that changes identities faster than Martin Short in his one-man-show) got together for a post-Thanksgiving shin-dig a la casa de Swaney this past week, and it was fun as always-- though we were fireless this time, much to Bryan's chagrin.
Here are only a couple of pictures from the evening-- being on dial-up cramps my picture posting style like crazy.
(<-- Grizzly Swaney) Oh, and the annual New Year's Eve Scrabble Fest is still on, as far as I can tell. Same place, same table, same night, different champion-- the guys have beaten the girls for the last 4 years now. This is serious.
Also, we found a new room to meet in today. But it's a secret. See Bryan, Kevin, Whitney or me to get directions to the super secret location and you must swear to not give it away, lest we be ousted. All are welcome (as long as you fit our strange demographic), but only a few are privvy to the map...
Meanwhile... remember that "thank you" is the password into the holy of holies.