Sunday, July 21, 2013

Quelf

My favorite board game is called Quelf. No one has ever asked me why it is called Quelf, and I don't want to start contemplating it now - it would ruin the spontaneity that draws me. Once a year, during my birthday season, I whine and complain until reluctantly, my parents put aside their land-owning games about 18th century France and sit down to be my pawns for an hour or so. They always forget how much they love every part of it - the hilarious routines, the outrageous quiz questions, and the mindbending rules that pile up in little blue card stacks. Sometimes they suggest I play it with friends - R, maybe, or K3? But I shy away from the idea. After all, what fun is losing your dignity if it's so hard to find afterwards?

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