Lessons from the front lines of Competitive Husbandry

The other night my wife's brother and his wife were over for a rousing game of Settlers of Catan. If you've never played it or never heard of it, I highly recommend it. It's almost as good as Puerto Rico and makes for a nice little night in, unless you're highly competitive and don't like to lose to your spouse. Then it sucks, because you always end up losing to your spouse, and then you need a couple hours to cool down.

And even if you do win, you lose because she doesn't seem to care that she lost and you really want her to feel like you do when you lose so then you talk too much and then her feelings are hurt and then you feel like shit because for the most part, you are a shit and then you wish you would have never played in the first place and so do your guests because they are still over and they feel really uncomfortable that all this is going on but you can't stop yourself because you know that if you don't resolve this right now it will go on for a few days and now it is 3 days later and you're writing a blog because your wife won't speak to you and you wish that Andreas Seyfarth or Klaus Teuber would have kept their game ideas to themselves but then you realize that this also happens when you play risk or rook or card games in general and then you realize just how much of a shit you actually are and realize that you should go apologize to your wife but you probably won't because you are a shit and shit's don't do that sort of thing, they just think about doing those things.

Posted by McKormick at February 6, 2004 11:47 AM | TrackBack