I think my family may be the craziest group of card players I've ever seen. Granted, I've seen and played with some pretty insane card players, but in terms of the extent to which card-playing makes people just act generally stupid, my family has got to hold the record.
Colin came to the realization this evening that we have a Phase 10 deck. It was in the basement, and it had never been used. It was a gift from someone a long time ago, and nobody knew how to play it, and though we are all literate, apparently no one thought it was worth the time to sit down and read the directions. So it was relegated to a box in the basement all these years. Until now.
On a side note, the particular Phase 10 deck we own, I think because it was purchased probably nigh on 10 years ago, happens to be very ugly. It has red and green cards, like Christmas, and also orange and a rather disgusting light brown color. In my opinion, those colors don't work well together at all. But that's just me.
Colin conned Mom and Dad into playing by telling them it was a really short game. Ha. It started off as a normal card game, but I was keeping score, and so after a while, I got bored and stopped paying attention, and then no one was keeping score, so we were just playing and basically doing whatever. We collectively decided the points don't really matter as long as Cherie is 5 phases ahead of everyone else anyway.
Dad spent the entire game making obnoxious comments about every single card that was played. Mom spent most of the time blatantly trying to see Dad's cards. I don't know how many times Colin knocked the cards completely off the table because he's just generally a klutz. And everyone had a good time laughing at Dad because the look of concentration that comes over his face when he tries to bridge the cards is remarkably reminiscent of George W.
Needless to say, what may have begun as a normal card game quickly deteriorated into nothing more than mass mayhem. I think it's entirely possible the fumes from the baked beans were a contributing factor to the chaos. Dad did concur that the game would be even more fun if we all had had a couple beers. What can I say? My family is insane.
Colin came to the realization this evening that we have a Phase 10 deck. It was in the basement, and it had never been used. It was a gift from someone a long time ago, and nobody knew how to play it, and though we are all literate, apparently no one thought it was worth the time to sit down and read the directions. So it was relegated to a box in the basement all these years. Until now.
On a side note, the particular Phase 10 deck we own, I think because it was purchased probably nigh on 10 years ago, happens to be very ugly. It has red and green cards, like Christmas, and also orange and a rather disgusting light brown color. In my opinion, those colors don't work well together at all. But that's just me.
Colin conned Mom and Dad into playing by telling them it was a really short game. Ha. It started off as a normal card game, but I was keeping score, and so after a while, I got bored and stopped paying attention, and then no one was keeping score, so we were just playing and basically doing whatever. We collectively decided the points don't really matter as long as Cherie is 5 phases ahead of everyone else anyway.
Dad spent the entire game making obnoxious comments about every single card that was played. Mom spent most of the time blatantly trying to see Dad's cards. I don't know how many times Colin knocked the cards completely off the table because he's just generally a klutz. And everyone had a good time laughing at Dad because the look of concentration that comes over his face when he tries to bridge the cards is remarkably reminiscent of George W.
Needless to say, what may have begun as a normal card game quickly deteriorated into nothing more than mass mayhem. I think it's entirely possible the fumes from the baked beans were a contributing factor to the chaos. Dad did concur that the game would be even more fun if we all had had a couple beers. What can I say? My family is insane.
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