Games, but not games. I forgot my telescope. I was a on a plane packing up for an international trip. Argentina? I am not sure. I was on the plane packing things up when I realized I had forgotten my telescope. It was a dream. It does not make scene. But there I was. pulling the cushions out to check. No change there, lots of crumbs and rubber bands and all the stuff that accumulates in a couch. I was trying to figure out what I was going to do. My telescope? Someplace where we had been. I had not packed it up. Wow, what a dream.
Games, we played a lot when I was a kid. Monopoly, 500 (the card game), chess, hide and seek all the things that kids played. Cribbage too. Poker for that matter. All the things that I remember and can pick up again and I remember how to play them. Now my wife, she did not play any games. None of them make sense to her. We have tried to play a couple of games. Bridge and other couple games. We visited my boss and me his wife with an afternoon of playing cards. It did not work out. She just did not get it. We explained the rules. We quit trying. No cribbage for us eventually.
Last night we tried dominoes. She said she would try that. I unwrapped the set, it was a new set with cellophane still holding the dominoes clean and ready. While she baked shortbread I arranged the tiles from 0-0 to 6-6. She came and I pointed out how there was one of each type of domino. The rules of block and draw. We started with block. The very first game with the tiles face up so I could explain how it works. It was a good game. I had the 6-6 so I went first. But quickly I was blocked. So she won that one. We played a game with tiles up. She got it. We also toasted each other with Wild Turkey, the Thanksgiving drink of vegetarians. She downed hers quickly. We played quickly. She laughed. It was fun, with Christmas music playing, each round going quickly. At the end I told her that next time we would play with Cuban music and toast each other with rum. She laughed.
— MichaelRpdx :: ih3k