I love me some Carcassonne. Not sure why, and it took about 2 months for it to take, but I’m pretty well addicted to it. Sal, once, even to try and hurt me, said that he wanted to delete Carcassonne off his iPad. We still haven’t fully recovered from that.
I’ve started playing some strangers online now, in addition to my regular stable of friends. This is one result:
Some people like dishing it out more than taking it, apparently. He LOLs me when he orphans one of my players. And on the next move, I put a player out there that could again get orphaned, so I mention I’m a slow learner. Then I orphan 3 of his players, as well as one of my own (but that’s a reasonable sacrifice to make) and I wonder if this is just as Laugh Out Loud funny. It was to me at least.
Another game I was playing, I quickly realized I was up against serious competition. Sal was talking to me about something and I asked him if we could have the conversation later because I was playing a tough person in Carcassonne. He was fine with that and came over to watch. Catherine asked how I could tell and I talked about some of the types of moves he was making.
Sal asked me how come I knew it was a guy, when their avatar was a women. I had to start describing how sometimes people don’t represent themselves perfectly online and I felt that the best way to get around some of the tougher topics was to bring up the New Yorker comic where the dogs were talking about how the internet was great, cause “On the internet, nobody knows you’re a dog.”
Sal thought about that for a while, watching our game progress. Then he said “Or maybe, they are a dog and are just really excited because they are finally playing another dog!”