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Monday, October 25, 2021

Gamehole Con 2021 - Day 1

E and I spent the last five days either at, or traveling to and from, Gamehole Con in Madison, Wisconsin.  My wife doesn't go with us.  In part because she's not as into the board game scene as we are.  In part because it's almost a sausage fest.  In part because there's so much sitting involved.  In part because she was working.  This was our fifth year, although they skipped last year due to covid, so we've been going since E was 12.  That's a long time for something I decided to go to on a lark by looking up a midwest convention on the smaller side that was still well regarded.  It had a bigger impact on Klund when we invited him because we had extra bed space in our hotel room.  He's been going just as long and his life has a lot of board game centric threads to it now.

We rented an Air BnB with Klund, his kid Carson, his other kid K who was there for the weekend, and Apong/FrenchDip.  Proof of vaccination and fully masked at the Con was required [I forgot to take my wrist band off until this morning, although they seemed unnecessary because the lanyard and badge were proof you had at least proved you were vaccinated or tested], or at least the ability to front a convincing lie and forgeries, and most of Madison is even masked up out of doors at times because it's easier to remember your mask that way it seems.  Madison seems much more mask positive then Minneapolis, at least in the burbs where my trip to the grocery store today was a little bit startling given the lack of face covering.

I can not believe how busy this post and the next will be for the first two days out of four, particularly day two.  I think the second day we basically gamed from 8:00 a.m. to 1:30 a.m. not including time to the Alliant Convention Center.  I don't think I've gamed that much since my 20s.  On the way to the Con, we stopped at Norske Nook in Osseo for some lunch.  E's pancake was pretty much like their pancakes always are, big and delicious.  But my omelet and pie seemed a little less exciting than usual [passive aggressive Minnesota talk].  I talked to a local I've exchanged messages with before who said their food has been going downhill lately.  Presumably that's covid related as they have hiring signs up and we didn't see the waitress that was so nice to us last time we were there when my order got messed up [and she was paying enough attention that when we came back through she talked to us about it unprompted].  I hope she retired and wasn't a victim of the flu.

Still...even though it tasted like it had been on the shelf a day extra [same for E's to-go cookie which was dry], my banana cream pie to go was pretty tasty.


And the pies certainly look like something you'd want to eat...

E and I got to Madison about 1:00 p.m. [I picked them up from college, which was a first for a road trip].  It was an uneventful trip other than appreciating the traffic jam on the opposite side of the interstate and the number of dead deer littering the sides of the roads [stay safe Wisconsin night drivers].  We popped into the Steep N Brew in Madison to kill two hours, me by working and proofing my nephew's college paper on Millennial opportunity issues, and E by reading and playing games.  Shout out to Steep N Brew - that glass mug was big and your coffee was great. 

At three we met Klund at the AirBnB.  On the surface of things, very nice.  But it was a little strange.  I'm not going to put the pictures below in any narrative order, but if you look further down you can see it's got this Frank Lloyd Wright vibe on the outside.  Huge place, super long, bedrooms in the middle and off the ends, and a downstairs [only half finished; reminds me of our rental in Richfield].  But start looking under the covers and it's a bit dated and has the patchwork/rental vibe.  That stovetop takes forever to heat up.  I made spaghetti the first night and the gallon pot of water never really came to a full boil, even after an hour.  Klund had time to learn all the rules to Hadrian's Wall while I was working the stove. I'll let the fridge speak for itself. Be careful when you pull on that handle, very careful.  And don't expect to store much in the freezer. You have to use the downstairs fridge for that.


Outside was beautiful, although it was in the 30s and 40s and we were gaming, so we didn't get to take advantage of the porch.  Demerits for half-smoked cigarettes still out there because I did pop out long enough to check it all out.

The front room, which was about half of upstairs, was the nicest part.  Great place to game.  The tv went mostly unused and I think E was the only one who sat on the couch, mostly waiting for me to pack up the last day.


I did turn that fireplace on the second night, but with all of us in the house, it didn't need much additional heat.

The closet situation was downright weird.  Those run almost the length of half the house. I don't think you can see it, but there are even more closets down there at the end.    They were generally full of appliances and extraneous serving dishes and things we never considered as necessary for a gaming weekend.  My bed was to the left.  Klund and E said their beds were comfortable, but mine had some people divots that were extreme and you couldn't really settle into one without sort of rising up in the middle or toward the edges.  Not great, so I'm glad I can sleep anywhere.

Where Klund slept.  This later became the site of Bonsaigate.  Apparently the little jade bonsai tree down in that sunken office is a precious sixteen-year old loved plant and someone picked leaves off of it while we were renting the place.  But in the accusatory photo the owner sent, the blinds are up, and cleaning was there before and after were were, and Kevin never really went down there except to put his stuff at the other end of the table.  No one spent time in that area, let alone went down just to pick leaves off a random plant [I do admit to throwing away the leaves and bugs that fell off the succulent art that hung over the toilet and fell on the tank, although that was natural shedding].  Advice...don't leave your precious bonsai in the AirBnB.  For all we know proximity to the window and the overnight freeze or the cleaners were the problem. As of today, this is an unsettled issue.

The outside of the place.  Very nice, although I wouldn't want to live in that low spot between all the other houses.  Seems like flooding is only a matter of one big rainstorm, particularly with the more frequent storms in the Midwest.  Carsen assured me his ass enhances this photo.

Another photo of outside, right in front of the living room.  You can appreciate how low it is compared to the other house.  That's the same on the other side and on the front driveway.  Maybe a little less on the backside.

And here we are prepped to game, although this is probably an end of weekend picture.  That said, it didn't change much the whole weekend other than a game would migrate from these stacks to the table or a game would migrate from the scratch and dent sale at the Con to this pile.  We brought a lot of games to play beyond what we were scheduled to play at the convention center.  We never did get to the Midgard expansion or Flamme Rouge or most of Klund's games.

Klund did come prepared with social lubrication.  I brought lots of dinner foods, although I also took home a lot of dinner food.  Time was tight at the convention so unless folks wanted a 10 p.m. [or later; I think I ate post-11 p.m. one night] dinner it meant eating out.  Usually that was food trucks at the Con, although I entirely avoided the food trucks this year and ate at Liberty Station [a real meal sat better for me], eggs at the AirBnb, and a very late dinner of chicken or whatever was easiest to make in a hurry. Apong and the others managed to schedule in some gaps to get to downtown for ramen or otherwise, which was a wise, or at least fortunate, bit of planning.

We started our gaming weekend with Spicy, a great game I learned about from Actualol in his video on games that are suited to drinking, although that wasn't our primary intent.  Apong liked it enough he picked up a copy from the scratch and dent bin at the Con.  A great find. Basically the idea is you play a 1/2/3 face down and then everyone lies about the next higher card they play, either suit, number, or both.  You can call someone on number or suit, but only one.  If you get it right, you get the cards and they count toward a win, and the liar gets two cards and starts a new run.  If you get it wrong they get the cards and you draw two and start a new run.  If you exhaust your hand of six, you get a ten point card that counts toward the win, although if you get two of those cards it's an automatic win.  Very interactive.  Beautiful deck of cards and art and the theme of lying big cats having a spicy eating contest is amusing.  Couple of variants exist in the rules, although we haven't played any of those yet.

This is Hadrian's Wall.  Great game, although the bit in the rules about people rewriting history and leaving in slaves is important is a bit dubious.  Klund's observation, and the agreement after a playthrough, was that it didn't matter one bit what those meeples represented.  

Note that the Romans did have slaves at the wall, but for the usual domestic and administrative purposes, not to build the wall itself.  "...the Wall was built by the skilled Roman legionary masons, with thousands of auxiliary soldiers providing the labour and bringing the vital building supplies to the construction area..."  That said, there were agricultural slaves that were shackled ["fettered"] and so it's accurate, just probably unnecessary.  We discussed the exclusion of them from Five Tribes which has a thread on boardgamegeek.  I was unaware of the whole yellow train in Ticket to Ride incident.

After a few seconds you only consider them as their color.  Basically you're selecting where you want to place your effort and everything interacts and drives mini games, although there are whole swaths of the card you may not, or almost not, play.  That double record sheet is daunting at first and copies of it make up like 80% of the game box contents [hefty box because it feels like a ream of paper because...it is], but once you get going you can put in a good showing even if you're not completely sure where to put your effort.

Carsen enjoying Hadrian's Wall.  E wasn't so interested in this one and skipped, but it's not really their board game jam.

Afterwards, Klund and I played Power Grid. Him for the first time.  Me to reacquaint myself with the rules [I don't think I've played since the mid 2000s even though I own a copy.  I almost bought an expansion this year, but the China/Korea map wasn't available].  Despite the fact that our two person run through was suboptimal from a play perspective [you always know what your power selection is likely to trigger / provide for the other player if there are only two of you], it was a good run through in preparation for the next two nights with more players which were a total blast.

Spicy....you'll see me show photos of it in other posts.  It's a default game for me to take along to the brewery or anywhere else because it's fast and works with two people [but is much better with more].

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Coffee

I finished the last of the coffee Klund roasted.  Good stuff.  He called it Sweet Maria's Espresso Monkey for reasons I can't intuit.  Little lighter than I usually drink, but also much more flavorful than what I usually drink.

Saturday, April 04, 2015

Minneopa State Park

Wednesday was supposed to be nice, and it was.  Really nice.  80 degrees plus.  Set a record in the Twin Cities for that day.  So it worked out well that we planned a trip down to Minneopa State Park near Mankato to enjoy the weather with the top down and drop off a Cards Against Humanity expansion for Klund and Mrs. Klund.

The Klunds are off sampling wine, but they have housesitters.  Serial killer in a van housesitters.



Minneopa was a little park.  And the water wasn't exactly running high.  But it was good for an hour of amusement.  These signs always confuse me.  Shouldn't ALL pets be on a leash?  Even if they're exotic instead of domestic?  I'm pretty sure they mean, "don't worry about the squirrels", but those aren't really pets.  And if they were.  They'd need a leash.


This sign sort of grossed Eryn out.  I dared her to lick the ice flow in the falls to see if it tasted of fecal matter.  Then she said, "How would I know if it tasted like fecal matter?!"  I said if she's smelled it, she's tasted it.  Which seemed to bother her even more.  There was a more in depth sign that pointed out sometimes the falls are green with algal blooms and sometimes brown from sediment, and fecal matter is there pretty much 24x7x365.  A result of being at the end of the watershed in a heavily farmed area.


Even without a lot of water they were pretty.  This is the upper falls.


And a nice picture of Eryn looking at them.


Here she is with Minneopa Falls behind her.  For a moment, I thought this was all there was to see.  So why would you leave Minneapolis and Minnehaha Falls?


But there was more.

Panorama

At the end of the sidewalk were steps that led down into the area below the falls and back up again along a ridge.  No geocaches as it's a state park, but perhaps Eryn can get herself Chived for doing what she wants.  Not exactly dangerous.  The sign is there because the fence is washed out way back there behind her.


You can get down below the lower falls, and there's still a bit of ice hanging out.  This photo would probably bother Eryn.  It looks like she's posing, but she's really just trying to get her jacket off.  Remember? 80+!


The falls without people in the picture.


But not really.  If you could blow it up enough, there are carvings almost everywhere.  It's one of the most scratched up areas I've ever seen.  Next to the falls, High on the walls right by the falls.  On the cliffs near the falls.  On the cliffs opposite the falls.  Next to the stairs going down and going up.  It's graffiti central.  I think the best one can hope for is that archaeologists of the future find it interesting.


Here you can see the carving in the context of the falls.

Panorama

Eryn sitting near the falls.  My wife was amused to see ERYON carved near her.  She didn't do that.  She knows how to spell her name.


The use wasp nests for bulbs in the state parks.  We're that hardcore in Minnesota.  I'm surprised they leave it there given it's near the picnic area.  You'd think everyone would be surrounded in wasps.


Oh no!  But that's only a fall, not falls!


There we go.  Two is officially fallS.


We stopped for a sandwich in Mankato and enjoyed all the dust devils and wind.  Not hard to believe Minnesota is in a drought.  And hit the rest stop on our way home where we were treated to this near the Cambria warehouse.  Apparently he's driving a lot more than we were.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Gaming and Things

We spent the weekend in St. Peter hanging out with the Klunds, playing a lot of games, drinking Klund's coffee, and generally having a good time with them and Mean Mr. Mustard.  There was a lot of board gaming.  Several rounds of King of Tokyo, Castle Dice, Settlers of Cataan, and a spirited round of Cards Against Humanity after the kids went to bed. Or at least put on their headphones and pretended we didn't exist. Klund coined the term "Blueberry" to refer to throwing out a card that just didn't matter to get it out of your hand.  Ms. Klund learned a lot of new words.

Speaking of which, you can take part in their 10 Days or Whatever of Kwanzaa.  I don't know what you get, but $15.00 is less than two weeks of coffee, so I figure I can't go wrong.

I finished out the long weekend, which really involved two days of remote work, which was sort of not-to-the-point, by getting the trim up on the garage door.  I found some non-expanding foam and a trim nail gun and sealed off all the big gusts of wind blowing into the house.  There's still a small breeze near the top left because a.) it's cold outside, and b.) the outside (garage facing) sheetrock isn't level and the door came with edging, so it wouldn't insert completely straight.  I pondered ripping the wood edging off and didn't.  Then I pondered beating the hell out of the sheetrock with a hammer and didn't.  I reused the weird under the trim edging they inserted previously to make up for their unlevel wall and it's 95% correct.  If I add some additional weatherstripping at the top, it'll be good.  But I suspect I'll have to rip it out of there and reinsert it before I sell the house (or hire someone to do it for me...)

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Self Art

Eryn made a self-portrait at school. Pretty cool.

But what surprised me is that Klund was on the wall as well.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Things That Might Interest Klund: Snowclones and Ferdinandea

1.) What's a horse's favorite band? Snow Patrol! I posit that this might actually be an example of a snowclone, and that Klund has cleverly used a named piece of language.

"A snowclone is a type of cliché and phrasal template originally defined as "a multi-use, customizable, instantly recognizable, time-worn, quoted or misquoted phrase or sentence that can be used in an entirely open array of different variants".

An example of a snowclone is "gray is the new black", a version of the template "X is the new Y". X and Y may be replaced with different words or phrases – for example, "comedy is the new rock 'n' roll". Both the generic formula and the new phrases produced from it are called "snowclones".

The term was coined by Glen Whitman on January 15, 2004, in response to a request from Geoffrey Pullum on the Language Log weblog.[3] Pullum endorsed it as a term of art the next day, and it has since been adopted by other linguists, journalists and authors. The term alludes to one of Pullum's example template phrases: If Eskimos have N words for snow, X surely have Y words for Z.

2.) Ferdinandea - I once wrote a lengthy post about how I suspected Terry Pratchett had a old book of particularly uncommon words. He knows his peculiar history as well and Jingo is based on an island that sometimes crests above the sea near Sicily, and sometimes sinks, and was once a source of contention among four different nations who all laid claim to it. Our own government once dropped depth charges on it, believing it to be a Libyan Submarine. I thought the idea of a Libyan submarine was nonsense, but apparently they own six, although none of them was consistently at sea between '85 and '94, so the U.S. attack in '86 wasn't even a potential victory, despite misidentifying an island. However, it seems fitting that if we don't know what it is, we declare it to be from a rogue nation and ask questions later. I quote from Third World Submarines: "Libya's submarine crews have a reputation for being poorly trained, and their boats are so shoddily maintained that only one or two out of six may be operable--not one has routinely gone to sea since 1985." I can't remember if Pratchett mocked the Libyan navy in Jingo.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Snow Patrol

I don't get it. Why is Klund so obsessed with Snow Patrol. They're not that good. They look like the developer who sits two cubes down from me.

I should point out that I'm not yet this good at either of the Snow Patrol songs I'm trying to learn, although at least I've got my guitar out and I'm strumming chords once again.

Monday, October 05, 2009

Cool Place to Cache!

Klund should definitely go here to geocache while he's in Hawaii. It's the Pineapple Express geocache near the Dole Plantation Maze in Hawaii: 64-1550 Kamehameha Hwy, Wahiawa, HI 96786-2915. Touted as the world's largest hedge maze. It's disappointing the cache isn't in the middle of the maze, but you could make finding it conditional on solving the maze first.