Drunken Carcassonne

Tonight, I played my third game of Carcassone, having bullied Kris into playing with me last Thursday night, and winning that game. At 9:05 at night, I somehow convinced Keith and James to head over here to play a game, James having never played the game before. Neither Doyle nor Chookie were up for the late game, but the four of us were able to finish the game in two hours.

Impressing the heck out of me.

When I called James and Keith to invite them over (Mark, Chookie and Doyle also received the same invite), I warned them the evening could turn into Drunken Carassonne fairly easily, which it did after three shots of Glenlivet Scotch.

James did really well, having never played before. Kris managed to draw every crappy card possible from the pile, nearly being lapped by Keith and me. I, on the other hand, managed to barely lose to Keith by four points (my final score of 123) in the end.

Not bad for my third time playing the game, third time playing any of these card/resource/strategy games. If I'm not careful, I could start playing these games all the time. Well, at least until Kris becomes annoyed at me for playing too much.

(BTW, drunken blogging: less fun reading than writing.)