My wife and I give each grief over a lot of silly things, but no matter how crazy life is turning, we agree on one thing.
But there is always SATLOF.
Back in college, my roommate Steve (known for Professor O'Hara, Fonzie, and Echelon) introduced our extended group to FATLOF, the Friday After Thanksgiving Left-Over Feast. He and his high school friends would get together on Black Friday, bring some leftovers from the previous day's festivities, and eat too much, imbibe a little trash can punch, and play some games. Our social group, The Society of Neffs, ultimately adopted the same concept on Saturdays, hence the SATLOF.
For two decades, we have kept that date open, as the one time our college friends, as well as extended friends and family, may have a chance to meet up and reconnect. The festivities have migrated south over the years and we had assumed it's permanent location had been established a few years ago.
Except that some of our friends are having issues not suitable to go into detail on a blog, and SATLOF needed to move.
Enter again my college roommate, Steve, and his wife Angi, who opened their house and downstairs bar/man-cave to the usual crew of hooligans.
Correction: the usual "friend of a friend of a friend" list was heavily curtailed, and even before some declines came in, was relegated to the old college crew and a few beloved ragamuffins (plus Steve's brother, a fun and righteous dude).
The spread was perfectly sized for our smaller soiree, the beer was opened, and with my girls acting as willing busgirls and bartenders, ("We've seen Coyote Ugly, we know how this works") we shot the breeze and ultimately Steve broke out a game from his "Wall o' Kickstarters"
I might have a dalliance or two with Kickstarter, but Steve has a full-blown addiction to crowd-funded board games. Surprisingly, he's only gotten caught with one or true bombs.
He has so many Kickstarters, that as they come in, he puts them in a closet, and when a holiday or birthday rolls around, family members can pull an item out of the closet to use as a gift.
And that closet is quite full.
With a captive audience and just enough room, he broke out and set up Scythe by Stonemaier Games.
After playing, it I can confirm that the hype is well-deserved. Even without all the fancy add-ons and stretch goals, the game is solid, interesting, and thrives on replayability.
Saxony focused a little late on the happiness of its citizenry, and that cost me points in the endgame that put me in the middle of pack. Still, I recommend this game wholeheartedly.
I was enjoyed it so much, that my wife didn't mind leaving an hour and a half later than we agreed so she could go home and go to work this morning.
There is always SATLOF, and I love my wife for understanding that.
But there is always SATLOF.
Back in college, my roommate Steve (known for Professor O'Hara, Fonzie, and Echelon) introduced our extended group to FATLOF, the Friday After Thanksgiving Left-Over Feast. He and his high school friends would get together on Black Friday, bring some leftovers from the previous day's festivities, and eat too much, imbibe a little trash can punch, and play some games. Our social group, The Society of Neffs, ultimately adopted the same concept on Saturdays, hence the SATLOF.
For two decades, we have kept that date open, as the one time our college friends, as well as extended friends and family, may have a chance to meet up and reconnect. The festivities have migrated south over the years and we had assumed it's permanent location had been established a few years ago.
Except that some of our friends are having issues not suitable to go into detail on a blog, and SATLOF needed to move.
Enter again my college roommate, Steve, and his wife Angi, who opened their house and downstairs bar/man-cave to the usual crew of hooligans.
Correction: the usual "friend of a friend of a friend" list was heavily curtailed, and even before some declines came in, was relegated to the old college crew and a few beloved ragamuffins (plus Steve's brother, a fun and righteous dude).
The spread was perfectly sized for our smaller soiree, the beer was opened, and with my girls acting as willing busgirls and bartenders, ("We've seen Coyote Ugly, we know how this works") we shot the breeze and ultimately Steve broke out a game from his "Wall o' Kickstarters"
I might have a dalliance or two with Kickstarter, but Steve has a full-blown addiction to crowd-funded board games. Surprisingly, he's only gotten caught with one or true bombs.
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And that closet is quite full.
With a captive audience and just enough room, he broke out and set up Scythe by Stonemaier Games.
I was enjoyed it so much, that my wife didn't mind leaving an hour and a half later than we agreed so she could go home and go to work this morning.
There is always SATLOF, and I love my wife for understanding that.
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