Today’s new Tabletop features two wonderful, fast, easy to learn games that are perfect for family gatherings: Qwirkle and 12 Days.
I love this episode because I got to play with my childhood friend, Meredith Salenger, and my stepson, Nolan. Oh, and Kelly Hu played with us, too, and look at how cool I play it that she was there.
Sweet, Wheaton. You really rocked the cool there. Nicely done.
Geppi’s Entertainment Museum President Melissa Geppi-Bowersox announced the Museum’s collaboration with Inkpot Award recipient Michael Davis of Milestone Media on a historical exhibit featuring numerous artistic examples of African-Americans’ contribution to pop culture throughout America’s cultural revolution.This makes me ridiculously pleased. If you'll be in Baltimore while the show's running, check it out!
Robyn T.'s family was celebrating four birthdays, and since the birthday boys were all guys, they asked for a "masculine" cake.
Instead, they got an inscription that took them all afternoon to puzzle out:
(I assume the first symbol was the top half of a "4" on the order sheet. Don't you just love written games of Telephone?)
See, your problem was trusting the bakers to know what's masculine, Robyn. Next time, just ask for the balloons to be bunched together with one long and two round ones:
Or how about some cookies to remind the guys of the bachelor party they never had?
(I saw a balloon stripper on Night Court* once, so now I just assume all bachelor parties have them. DON'T BURST MY BUBBLE.)
Men don't like a lot of talking about their feelings and whatnot, so remember to keep your namby-pamby adjectives to yourself, if you please:
Replace the roses with crushed beer cans, and now we're REALLY talking.
Oh, hey, you know what men do like?
...and peeing on things.
So the next time you need a masculine design, peeps, don't ask for it. Just find something in the case that already works!
Now just jam a power drill on this thing, and you're golden.
Thanks to Robyn T., Mandy B., Jamie D., Robb J., Jaleo, & Kallan for knowing there is nothing - NOTHING - more manly than chocolate skid marks.