(1) Morning temperatures Saturday morning low enough for a smattering of snow, though we didn't see any. (2) For the lack of a better term, we've both had some kind of respiratory thing.
By Saturday afternoon the coughing and nose running abated enough that, seeing as it was a lovely late afternoon and October Game Night had an early 4pm start time, we figured just to go. Barbara was hosting in a condo in Kentwood SE. Mary and Ed brought a folding plastic table, I brought a sturdy folding chair and a seat cushion. Mrs. Dr. Phil made a batch of our lovely bourbon franks.
Composite of two photos using Wendy's little Canon SureShot A550. Matt, Ed, Leah, Mary, Mrs. Dr. Phil, me. We're playing a time travel card game. (Click on photo for larger.)
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We came in just as they were starting this time travel card game. You play cards to change or patch things, collect stuff, steal it, make it go away. There are multiple ways to win... or lose. It's rather fun and challenging, because flipping the state of one card has cascading effects through the time line. WW III in the early 60s locks out all the later cards until that issue is resolved. Killing Hitler in the 30s also has a lot of cascading events. Which meant I had a lot of fun repeatedly reviving him and restoring the timeline. And who knew that if the Hindenburg doesn't burn that North Korea will develop Zeppelins? Or that if Titanic doesn't sink there's no Great Depression? (grin)
The main deck goes from Lincoln to 1999. Turns out Matt had a small expansion pack which added five dates in the 2000s -- we threw those into the last of four or five games. I managed to draw a task which required two patched and one straight post-2000 events. And no one is drawing the cards from the expansion pack. FINALLY, someone flips Bush v Gore in 2000 and then someone adds a woman president in 2008. And I draw a card which lets me look through the whole draw deck for any card I want. I find the card to patch 2003 and I win! Alas, the card isn't there. Mrs. Dr. Phil wins -- she had my card. Ah well... Mary had won the first game -- if she hadn't I had the cards to win after her turn. So... (Ah well.)²
What made the evening exceptionally pleasant was this game wasn't so intense that you couldn't hold conversations. And though there was another table, we ended up with five playing the game and five sitting out. Some swapped in and out of the game, others were content to just be. One guy had a smart phone and was updating us with the MSU-UMich game, as well as Cubs-Mets. Besides our bourbon franks, there was a stuffing, an artichoke dip, a hummus platter, some yummy cookies and some sort of pumpkin cake which came from the new Trader Joe's in Grand Rapids. Barbara's kitty Holly Golightly actually stayed around and sat on some people.
We all had a lovely time. No doubt we'll play something more cutthroat next time, but this was way beyond okay, too.
Sunday night, it was already 38°F by 8pm. And now at 10:40 it's 33°F. Everybody is making the "Winter is Coming" jokes. So, I suppose you can consider it made. Feeling better today, I should be able to survive this week. Flu shots scheduled for two weeks. Exam 2 week after next. The semester rolls on.
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