Just missing the bartender's guide
We had a pre-emptive New Years party last night which means a couple of bunches of kids in the choir and related big people get together to, them, gawk at a DVD between screaming sessions while Yahtzee is played by we upstairs. And the dice did fly. I am not a game person due to the conviction at the outset that I will smoke everyone and I will make the cover of Yahtzee World soon there after. Then I don't. But this bout of the Yahtzees was not that bad.
Yahtzee is like Jenga which is not unrelated to Spill and Spell, the last being a 1957 copyrighted game in which the dice have letters upon them. All are based on the clatter of things hitting a table-top to add to the excitement, the heightening of the mob mentality that such sport triggers, that advances the apparent evaporation of the fluids at hand. Shaker of dice. Shaker of martini. See? That is what the guy with the big floppy bow tie is really thinking.