All Through The House, Part Three
They closed “the pass” just before our trip over and just after, and I’m starting to wonder if we’re going to be stuck over here. In case I have left any doubt as to my position on these matters, that is not what I want.
I should have strategized harder about this trip. The time I spent creating apocalyptic Spokane imagery is time I should have spent decanting boardgames into a compact form for travel. The Spokanite is a hard creature, to be sure, but they are not immune to the mournful whistle of a Mexican Train; I could have doused them with Camel Up and set them ablaze, or introduced them to one of the many manifestations of Lord Chvatil, The Thousand Faced one - probably Codenames. The next time I’m summoned to this Satanic bunghole I shall endeavor to be more pragmatic.
Merry Christmas, everybody. And if you customarily have a Happy Christmas, try a Merry one just to see if you like it. I’ll go with a Happy one, and next year around this time we’ll compare notes.