Today, friends, we are gathered to mourn the demise of a staple – nay, a veritable pillar – of the Bob & Angus Show. I speak, of course, of Friday Game Night.
Truth be told, Friday Game Night has been a bit problematic from the start. As the original ramrod in favor of a game night, I chose Friday because Laura liked the idea of spending an evening in social activity with friends and I enjoyed the opportunity to constantly dominate my friends and co-workers at games. But from the word go, the more footloose and fancy-free single lifestyles of Claire and Bob worked against our ability get 100% participation in Friday Game Night much more than 15% of the time.
It’s ridiculous and shows a clear and unreasonable lack of commitment to the entire concept of game night. Nevertheless, those two gadabouts couldn’t be bothered to put aside their precious social lives. Clearly something had to be done.
“But Angus,” you’re likely saying, “just move it to another night of the week.” And that is exactly what I planned to do. But what night, I ask you? Let’s take a look at some of the competition even our beloved Mayfair Games stood up against.
Weekends – Forget about it. Seriously, it’s not even worth discussing. This is when everyone does their shopping, relaxing, television binge watching, movie going, book reading, and generally everything else they’re too busy for during the week.
Friday – Issues already annoyingly noted.
Thursday – Laura and Claire are in knitting circles. Shockingly, they are not the same knitting circle. I cannot believe I live in a town that supports more than one knitting circle. But I digress.
Wednesday – Every Hump Day, Bob spends his evening swimming through a miasma of clove-scented cigarette smoke, steamed milk, and mediocre alliterative verse. Yes, Bob and his bongo drums simply can’t miss open mic night at his favorite trendy little coffeehouse, Caffiendishly Clever. Truly, my sighs and eye rolls know no bounds.
Not to mention the fact that Claire does something for the homeless every Wednesday. What it is, I can’t imagine, but I assume it involves bedazzling things for them. This might explain the sheer amount of bling I’ve noticed on the shopping carts parked under the overpasses.
Laura has a book club. I am no longer invited since the time they read Fight Club and I kept referring to the characters as Ed Norton and Brad Pitt.
Tuesday – What’s this? Blessedly free of things? This looks promising!
Monday – I toss cabers (and scotches) every Monday at the local chapter of Scotsmen United for Cultural and Kingly Sports. Yes, we’re aware of the potential acronym hilarity, thank you and shut it. At any rate, this is the only night I have something going on. And I will be blinkered before giving up my cultural heritage for silly trifles like dating, literature, knitting, poetry, or <blech> charity.
So there we have it. Tuesday is now Game Night. I actually think this will work out great. You know how the week and then, to an even greater extent, the weekend just fly by and suddenly it’s Monday again. Well, this way, the front half of the week gives us all something to look forward to.
Game night is dead! Long live game night!