Over the weekend Sarah and I were introduced to all the glory and wonder that is the game of Taboo. (Ok technically I was reintroduced as I had played one time about two years ago, but it somehow I don’t remember it being nearly as fun as it was this past Saturday night.)
We had five people and switched up the teams three vs two until we realized that the two person teams were suffering and that I had been the only person to NOT be one a two person team. In what they thought was fair, the rest of the group said “Ok you can pick who ever you want to be on your team.” And without hesitation, I said “Um, SARAH.”
There is good reason for this. And that reason became very, very apparent once we got going:
“OH! Things I am afraid of!”
“HIPPIES!”
“Yes!”
“Uhh… tasty morsels of goodness”
“CHOCOLATE CHIPS!”
“YES!”
“Jesus!”
“Sandals!”
“YES!”
The other team just stared at us, and I believe accused of cheating. But it’s true, we really are just that good.
If you’ve never played Taboo before, go out, buy it and then invite me and Sarah over. We’ll kick your ass before you even realize what’s going on.
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The game is great.
I would have said “hair” to “Jesus”.
You’re not invited to Games Night at my bungalow, sorry. Maybe you can attend the Sangria Party in late spring.
And – if you weren’t already aware – the SABBATICAL has begun. On March 1 (really March 3, yesterday), I started my one-year writing sabbatical.
During this time I’m limiting my freelance (but not eliminating it) and working on columns, features, fiction and other forms.
New pieces go up regularly at jeffcutler.com and some random progress report stuff will appear at bowlofcheese.com.
NO TIME FOR GAMES!!!
Where’s the new template/look?
And I’ll be here a little less because I am limiting myself to one hour of email and Internet per day. Nights are different, but those are made for raspberry Hefeweizen and Numb3rs ON DEMAND.
Later,
Jeff
ha – you guys are like will and grace!
haha i think we’re both wills….we’re both definitely gay dudes at heart.
That is oh so true.
and thanks for that novel jeff. you really answered all my pressing questions.
it’s always easy to play taboo with someone you hang out with/know really well. the challenge is with people you spend little time with. in any event you two were good, i bet if sarah and adam were a two teamer they would have destroyed everyone since they spend so much time together. also, the chocolate chip one was when me you and sarah were on a team together!
i know there were some really really funny descriptions/answers, but i can’t remember them now. all i remember is “what do i do before hockey” FART! hahahaha
game night again soon! good times
“I have a bad this”
“ATTITUDE!”
danielle you got that one right away!
My best friend and I ROCK at taboo; it’s grossly unfair when we end up on the same team.
My high school friends and I used to play this all of the time (cuz we, like, couldn’t get into bars and stuff) and we tried to do guys vs. girls a couple of times, and the guys’ teams were always obliterated by the girls’ teams, so we had to go back to mixing them up.
My favorite:
“pap”
“SMEAR!”
OMG i LOVE taboo!
girls vs boys is always great because we girls think alike. of course it helps when you know each other well…
my brother’s (NOT) favorites:
“big pink fish”
“wale!”
“correct!” (don’t ask…)
or
“what’s between christmas and … hmm, christmas?”
“easter!”
“yesss”.
and i’m sorry you’re afraid of hippies. ;)
the hockey one! I forgot about that. OH MAN.
This made me laugh out loud!! My friend Sharon and I had the same experience. People were PISSED! We have known each other since 1st grade!! “What you eat with Cheeze-It’s”–”GINGERALE!” “Your desk is…” “MESSY” “your stuffed animal that ended up in a dumpster in France” “MOUSE!!”
we were banned frmo being teammates again.
Kim I am the one who is afraid of hippies. Even a whiff of patchouli makes my hair stand on end.
Novel….BAH! I was just sharing.
This is hilarious. I don’t have a taboo story but my best friend and I have similar… um… talents. I was once trying to think of the word “tome” and for some reason the word I kept thinking of was “sconce”. I said something like, “What’s that word that’s kind of like sconce?” and she said, “tome?” It was classic. Makes no sense at all.
Why are you afraid of hippies?
Hippies are awesome :p
For the record SARAH is the one afraid of hippies ;)