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The immortal game, the game of Kings...
... the game of Chess. Anybody here play?
-Zorba, "The Veiled Male"
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You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she...
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And, yes, they have beaten me as well. We still play and enjoy.
Also when my parents purchased me an Atari 400 back in the mid-'70s they thought that something more constructive had to be done other than tank shooting or blasting aliens, so among the 2 other games I was allowed to choose (Those were expensive and only available abroad), one of them HAD to be the Atari Chess cartridge (The other was Space Invaders...Combat was included), so spent quite a while playing it too, specially when they were around (Otherwise, it'll be a couple of hours of playtime every Sunday after having lunch with the grandparents).
I did years ago. Poorly, at that.
Gun control laws make about as much sense as taking ex-lax to cure a cough.
I've never developed a fanatical obsession with the game, but it interests me from time-to-time.
Like most of us, I haven't played in years.
Adam J. McCleod
After a few games, he started playing me to a standstill, either beating me or locking up the game so that I couldn't beat him. It really pissed me off about his single-mindedness towards winning, and both of our competitive natures shifted into overdrive. We played nobody but each other, and as though our lives depended on it, but we were pretty much dead equal in ability (still very poor). In an effort to put him away for all time, I bought a Bobby Fischer book and learned enough to squash him every game. It upset him so much that I felt bad about it, and taught him the new strategies. Within a few games, we were deadlocked again, so I would read some more until I could dominate him again, and we would beg me to teach him the new moves. We repeated the whole sequence, several times.
It finally got to be so stressful that I started burning out, so I quit teaching him the new stuff as I learned it, and told him to read the book if he wanted to learn more. I was a real ass about it, and I knew he wouldn't do the homework, but I knew it was the only way I could could get him to quit bugging me about it. I would beat him badly every time we played until he finally quit demanding a rematch. That was about 25 years ago, and we became friends again, eventually, thanks to my cruelty. I have not had any desire to play in all of that time, and probably never will unless one of the grand kids take it up...but...it is a great game.
Don't get me wrong - we weren't any sort of masterful players, but we knew how to play for the center, when to castle, etc., and a few other simple tricks. Believe me, even that is enough to beat a lot of folks who think they are good, in this neck of the woods.
One of my great embarrassments in life is that I never was any good at "42." My grandparents, all of their friends, and most of the rest of my family were masters at it, but I never got good enough to partner with any of them. My brain just isn't wired for it, although I have played lots of other games pretty well.
I've played dominoes recently, but it's been years since I've played 42. I'd love to play it again. I think of it as a poor man's bridge with dominoes.
There's also a 3 handed game called spoon. I used to play that some, too.
All are a lot of fun.
Gun control laws make about as much sense as taking ex-lax to cure a cough.
You're the first person I've heard mention 42 since I left Texas in 94. When I worked for General Dynamics, almost everyone played dominoes or 42 during breaks and lunch and the old timers would only play with extremely experienced players. Everyone had a regular group and table that they played at and if someone was out sick at the old timer's tables, it was an honor to be invited to fill in at their table.
Years ago, when my parents' generation was my age, we had huge family reunion weekends at my parents' house, with the overflow staying at my house. All of their brothers and sisters would come and stay for several days, and their grown kids would drop in and out during the days, as their schedules allowed. Every night was dominoes, 42 and Moon (basically a simpler version of 42).
One of my uncles (by marriage, not blood) was so competitive that everybody dreaded getting in a game with him, because he would do anything to win, usually embarassing his partner in the process. My BIL and I always joked about ways to 'get his goat,' and naturally we finally got up the nerve to do it, one time. My BIL was a good game player, having spent several years in the SeaBees, so he gave me a quick course in Moon, and showed me how to cheat, by use of partner signals, etc.
We beat him and his unfortunate partner, a very sweet aunt of mine, severely, and with lots of on-lookers. And he took it hard, and got some serious ribbing about it. Originally, we had intended to come clean about the whole thing and give everyone a big laugh, but by the time we got it done, we were afraid to own up, and realized that no one would have laughed.
They are all gone to their rewards, now, and we never told any of them. Folks were very serious about their dominoes.
M-O-O-N, that spells moon. I've never heard of this game before...
Growing up in Texas, we played 42, Moon, and a handful of other domino games that I can't remember now.
I like classic "slappin' bones" double six game.
Adam J. McCleod
Here you go.
http://www.domino-games.com/domino-rules/moon-rules.html
Gun control laws make about as much sense as taking ex-lax to cure a cough.
A bit like tying to find a cribbage player.
My niece plays and she is becoming quite good, well good enough to challenge me very often and occasionally win , which is secretly annoying as I taught her.
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Cribbage is one of Dad’s games. He taught me to play it years ago, along with acey-deucy, but I can’t remember...
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Thank God I'm only watching the game. . .controlling it. . .
"Nothing is safe from stupid." - Zee
Ok Tom....go to Las Vegas....
Cribbage and pinochle were the two card games that were played A LOT on my ship. I learned to play cribbage and got pretty decent at it. Good way to pass away the time in port when you had duty and couldn't leave the ship. Gambling was prohibited so poker wasn't played much, but a lot of money changed hands playing cribbage and pinochle. Cribbage is a fun game that takes some skill.
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Yeah. . .you're one of those people that actually enjoyed the school experience so much that you willing went BACK to that hellish pit of despair you contributed to the making of. I don't hold it against you, just be aware we're from completely different species.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1247739/root_of_all_evil_with_lewis_black_high_school_vs_american_idol/
Cut to Patton Oswalt's opening statement at about 1:20:applause:
"Nothing is safe from stupid." - Zee
The guys in the H.S. Chess club could wipe the floor with my patzer **** :yikes:
But its easy to learn, difficult to master. I'll learn you the basics if you come to the shoot.
But of course!