Author: dbbaldwin (Page 13 of 13)

Settlers of Catan is the Gateway Drug of Board Games

I’ve had the opportunity to chat with old friends this summer and I’ve run across a common subject: board games. While many of us have curtailed our video gaming excesses of the 2000s, we’ve replaced them, at least in part, with board games. In these conversations I’ve also learned that if you talk about board games with someone between 20 and 40, there’s going to be a common phrase: “Have you played Settlers?”

As a matter of fact, I have. Have I ever. I’m a board game addict, and I’ve come to a conclusion about Settlers. Settlers of Catan is the gateway drug of board games. You’ve probably played it, and you’ve probably enjoyed it. Who hasn’t giggled when someone says, “I’ve got wood for sheep?”

Before Settlers I played games like Life or Risk or Monopoly. I never really loved them. The randomness (and duration) left me feeling like I had eaten too much cheap cake: unsatisfied. That’s the beauty of Settlers. It provides enough randomness in the dice rolls to appeal to people that are accustomed to the classic American games, but it balances it with a clever distribution of resources and the ability to trade. Throw in the relatively quick pace of games—60 to 90 minutes—and a dash of schadenfreude with the robber, and Settlers has become a new favorite. There’s good news, folks. Settlers of Catan is loads of fun, but there are plenty of games out there that are just as good, if not better.

 

Here is a list of five of my favorite games.

5. Seven Wonders – It’s a card based game, but these aren’t the four suits you’ll find at a poker table. You have the opportunity to build one of the wonders of the world. Or perhaps a collection of monuments the likes of which Rome can only dream. Or maybe a military that would make Donald Rumsfeld drool with envy. Or perhaps a fabulous collection of guilds that allows you to take advantage of your neighbors’ buildings, too.

Seven Wonders will handle up to 7 players and everyone takes actions simultaneously, so it moves very quickly once everyone understands the rules. The first game will probably take a couple hours, but after that they will drop to half an hour to an hour. It’s fun, it’s quick, and it’s a steal at around $35 on Amazon.

4. Battlestar Galactica – this is an actual board game based on the television show. The players are represented on the board as one of the characters from the show, and each player is given a loyalty card that indicates whether they are loyal humans or Cylon agents. The Cylons will work hard to sabotage the humans without revealing their identities, while the humans struggle with a myriad of complications presented by a set of cards that will send Cylon fleets, fuel shortages and riots to disrupt the search for Earth.

There are few things in gaming as fun as revealing yourself as a Cylon and wreaking havoc on the humans. You’ll spend an hour or two nervously sabotaging the fleet just enough to hold them back, but not quite enough to make them suspicious. Add in a dose of table talk to incriminate other players and generate false accusations, and it’s an experience you’ll never forget.

It’s big, it’s fun and it takes a three or four hours to play a game. Perfect for a rainy Saturday afternoon. I’ve never played with less than 4 players, but I’ve played with 4 to 7 and it’s still very fun even with 7. You can get it for around $35 on Amazon.

 

3. Dominion – this is another card based game with not a suit in sight. Instead, you have 25 different cards in the box, with money and victory point cards extra. You start with a basic hand of cards and you use them to make your hand stronger buy purchasing more powerful cards. The catch is that the cards that actually do things don’t score you points. They only increase your options for a turn. There’s a fine balance between building a deck that’s powerful enough and a deck that has enough victory points in it.

Games take 60 to 90 minutes, and you’ll seldom be able to stop after just one game. The good news is that any given game will use 10 of the 25 cards, so every game will be different than the last. When you consider the expansions (not required by any means), you can play Dominion for years without every playing the same game twice.

The base set will only handle 4 players, but adding Intrigue allows up to 6. Games will take around an hour, though the cards can make some take less and some take up to two hours. The base set of Dominion is available for around $33 on Amazon. There are a number of expansions, but I particularly recommend Intrigue and Prosperity.

 

2. Lords of Waterdeep – This is a more recent game, and I fell in love with it the very first time I played. You’re one of the (wait for it) Lords of Waterdeep. Waterdeep is a city in the Forgotten Realms of Dungeons and Dragons. It makes no difference which lord you are since all of them are going to need a motley collection of adventurers. You win the game by completing quests, and you complete quests by sending out the right party of adventurers (and coin) to handle it. Each quest card rewards victory points, more adventurers, coins and some of them even provide powerful effects that will remain in play until the end of the game. This is a worker placement game, so you only have a limited number of actions per turn; the player that uses them the most wisely will be the victor.

I particularly enjoy that I can play this with my wife and our first grade daughter. She doesn’t understand strategy very well, but she has a great time building up a band of adventurers and completing quests. The only downside is that she’s hit on the concept of “girl power.” There are cards in the game that allow you to interact with your fellow players, so any time she has a card that can help a player, she extends that benefit to her mother. Any time she has a harmful card, it goes straight to Daddy. I don’t necessarily recommend playing it with a six year old, but it’s possible. (These are the times when I wish I had boys.)

I’ve played with 3, 4 and 5 players (it maxes at 5), and it’s great with all three numbers. A game will take 90 minutes to two hours. Price-wise, this is right in the same ballpark as the other games at $38 on Amazon.

 

1. Imperial – This is my favorite war game. You are one of the wartime financiers of World War One Europe. Purchases of bonds in the European powers grants a return on investment, but it can also grant control of the country if you have the largest investment. Unlike almost every other war game, you don’t control a country permanently. At any time another player can buy a larger bond and take the country from you. The game is won not by who controls the most countries or who wins the war, but by who has the most valuable investment. It’s an entirely reasonable use of resources to march your armies and fleets into battle in order to have them be destroyed so you can avoid paying taxes on them, even if they lose the battle.

It features one of the most unique game mechanics with the rondel of actions. There are no dice rolls. There is no randomness. The strategy is predicting which countries will successfully expand and investing in them. In many ways, it’s more about knowing the other players and predicting what they’ll do than it is about any particular military strategy.

It plays excellently with anywhere between 3 and 6 players and takes an hour and a half to two hours. It’s around $41 on Amazon.

 

If you’re looking for something else besides Settlers, I can’t recommend any of these games enough. They’re all fun; they’re all different; they’ll make the nerd in your life happy.

On Laptops

So I bought a netbook. I’ve been wanting something small that I could use with a real keyboard, and being home sick and unable to sit at a desk finally made me look into my options. I wanted something like a Macbook Air or maybe one of the Windows ultrabooks, but the $1000+ price tag was more than I wanted to spend. I did some poking around on Newegg and found a netbook that looked perfect.

I ended up with an Acer Aspire One 725. It has an AMD C60 dual core processor, a 320 gb hard drive (not solid state), 2gb of RAM, and a Radon 6290 video card. It also had Windows 7 Home Premium. Oh, and an 11 inch screen. When you consider that most of the other machines in the $300 price range had single core processors, 1gb of RAM, integrated video, a 10 inch screen and they were trying to run Windows 7 Starter Edition, this one seemed like the best value BY FAR. From the reviews I read, Windows 7 runs terribly with 1g of RAM, so one of the big selling points to me was that this had 2gb AND it had Home Premium.

So those are the specs, but how does it work? Really well. I’ve been using it non-stop since Friday afternoon when it arrived. The 11 screen gives the case a little extra width, so I have a nearly full size keyboard. The hardware specs have left me with no complaints. I’ve been doing a lot of typing and a lot of (too much) web browsing, and everything has been snappy. I haven’t seen any of the slowness that was a major complaint for other netbooks. Granted, it doesn’t take much to run Word and Chrome, but I’m not getting any lag when switching programs or poking around in Windows Explorer.

Even the battery life is good. I’m getting about 6 hours on a charge. I don’t think I’ve ever tried to write for 6 hours straight, but if I did, it’s not really a hassle to plugin somewhere and keep going. If I wanted to go outside and brave the 100 degree heat, I even have outlets on my deck. The only time I could see the battery life being an issue is if I’m traveling and the airport has no outlets. I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. (To be honest, I’ll just run the battery down and then break out the Kindle.)

How does it handle games? I have no idea. I am conscientiously avoiding installing any on it. I really do intend for this to be my writing machine and I’m trying to avoid distractions. I hear that siren call of Football Manager, but I have my body lashed to the mast.

I have two complaints so far. I use the Home and End keys frequently when I’m in Word. On this keyboard, Home and End are only accessible by pressing Function and then Page Up or Page Down. To make matters worse, Page Up and Page Down aren’t on the top right where they belong—they’re on the bottom right tucked in with the arrow keys. I’m working around it, but it’s irritating. The second issue is the touchpad. I find myself typing along and suddenly I’m typing in the middle of a word somewhere two paragraphs above where my cursor should be. I think the problem is that my thumbs are brushing against the touchpad occasionally when I hit the spacebar. The touchpad works fine, but I really wish I had some easily accessible button that I could use to disable it when I’m typing. The worst case is that I end up plugging in another keyboard, but I’m going to try to adapt for a week or two before I take that step.

Overall, I really like it. It’s perfect for my needs and the price was excellent. I’ve already told Carissa that I’m planning to give it to Sophia in a year or two and buy myself an ultrabook of some sort, but in the meantime, this little Acer will do nicely.

It’s Not Cancer

I spent nine days in the hospital earlier this month. It wasn’t a fun experience, but I’m home now and finally on the mend. It started the week after Memorial Day. The Wednesday after the holiday I had some shooting pains in my stomach. The first doctor thought it might be an ulcer, so he prescribed some medication to help with the pain and the acid formation. After a couple days with no appetite and no ability to keep food down, we decided that if it was an ulcer, it wasn’t just an ulcer. I suffered through a tough weekend before finally going to the ER on Monday, June 4.

The ER moved me to the main hospital in the wee hours of June 5 with a premilinary diagnosis of a bowel obstruction. I spent most of week completely miserable. I knew I wasn’t getting better, even though the days were trickling on by. I had a tube down my nose to keep my stomach drained. I couldn’t eat or drink anything. Once the diagnosis was confirmed and the doctor was sure the stomach suction wouldn’t clear the obstruction, I went to surgery on Friday the 9th.

They gutted me like a fish.

I have 6 inch incision down the center of my stomach now. The doctor found a “thick band” of scar tissue that was choking off my small intestine. He also removed some adhesions from my stomach and cleaned up the old scar. While I was opened up, samples were taken for biopsy.

The good news is that I’m on the mend. My digestive system is working again. The better news is that the biopsies all came back negative—there are no signs of cancer. The bad news is that I’m *sore.* I have a minor wound infection, so I’m getting to experience the joy of having a small portion of my incision packed with gauze everyday to enable it to heal from the inside out.

Many, many thanks to everyone that helped us out. Carissa was at the hospital with me almost the entire time. That wouldn’t have been possible without everyone’s help with the girls. It really means a lot to us. Extra special thanks to Carissa for being there with me quite literally day and night. Being in the hospital is a miserable experience. It would have been far more miserable if I had been there alone.

I feel tremendously better than I did a week ago. I no longer have a tube down my nose. I can eat and drink whatever I like. Most importantly, I’m home.

A Eulogy for My Pawpaw

My Pawpaw died on the Sunday before Memorial Day. That’s now two and a half weeks ago. I composed this eulogy in the days after learning about his death, but life has conspired against me getting it written and posted until now.

My Pawpaw had 26 grandchildren. Many of them hardly knew him. Some of them knew him more as a father than a grandfather. Even of the ones that knew him as a grandfather, I’ve known him the longest. This is my story of him. My story of Pawpaw.

When I was little, maybe pre-K or early elementary, Pawpaw ran the FBO (airport) in Flippin, Arkansas. It was the kind of lazy little place that didn’t get too much traffic, and if there was a little boy riding his bicycle across the runway, it wasn’t a big deal as long as the boy had the sense to watch for planes landing. I remember my dad and my uncles brush hogging a path through the field that separated Pawpaw’s house and the airport. I would ride my bicycle through the field and then all over the airport.

Pawpaw used to take me flying. One flight in particular stands out after all these years. Pawpaw had me sitting in the front with him, and he banked the plane way up onto a wing until my nose was pressed against the side window. It was terrifying. Then he brought us back level. Once I calmed down, he let me drive. What did I do? Bank the opposite direction until HE was pushed up against the window. He thought it was just as hilarious as I did, and after he made sure we weren’t going to stall, he let me keep flying.

Without exception, every single person that has ever offered me an opinion about Pawpaw has thought highly of him. My mother’s family attended my grandfather’s church in Northern Arkansas years before I was born. They love him to this day. When I was fifteen, I rode along when Pawpaw made a trip to Teterboro, New Jersey. The folks in the airport, hotel and restaurant greeted him enthusiastically, some of them by name. It was then that I realized that my Pawpaw had never met a stranger. I doubt he ever did.

While we were in Teterboro, Pawpaw took me across the Hudson River and into Manhattan for the first time. We walked around part of Manhattan, though all I really remember was seeing the Empire State Building and walking on the steps in front of Madison Square Garden. There was no particular reason to take me halfway across the country just to go for a walk in Manhattan, but Pawpaw thought I’d enjoy it. He was right.

Once in a while my dad would take us kids over to see Pawpaw and Grandma, even if there wasn’t any particular reason to visit. On those visits, you could catch Pawpaw watching television. When he was around, his TV only had two choices: The Weather Channel and Westerns. I never saw the man watch a movie that didn’t involve horses and dusty men with guns. I never did ask him to explain what it was about John Wayne and Gary Cooper that so enthralled him.

In high school I drove my dad’s old Toyota Tercel for a while. When I took it over, it needed new brakes. I changed the disk brakes in the front myself, but I didn’t know what to do about the drum brakes in the back. Dad sent me over to Pawpaw’s. I pulled the Tercel onto the hill that passed as Pawpaw’s driveway, set my emergency brake, and went inside. Pawpaw followed me back out, wearing jeans and a button up shirt. (This was as casual as I ever saw the man. I think he wore slacks and a button up shirt in the shower.)

We jacked up the car and took off the rear wheel. When we tried to unbolt the drum, we ran into problems. Even unbolted, it wouldn’t come off. After fifteen minutes of tedious work with a screwdriver, Pawpaw loosened it with an emergency release I hadn’t known existed. We got the brake changed with some more work, and Pawpaw suggested we test it before doing the other side. We hopped in the car, I took off the emergency brake and away we went. When we came back to park, he very politely suggested that I leave the e-brake off this time. We had the wheel off, the drum off, and the pad changed in about ten minutes. He never had a negative word to say about the extra work I had unwittingly caused us (him).

A couple years later I was at the end of high school, about to go to college. It was summer and I was broke. Pawpaw came by the house one afternoon and mentioned that he could use some help cleaning airplanes. I was interested in helping because, hey, airplanes, but then he mentioned it was the kind of thing that would pay, and if I did a good job, it could turn into something regular. I cleaned airplanes most every Saturday for four years. I didn’t always do a good job. Sometimes I was tired. Sometimes I was hungover. Sometimes I was lazy. Pawpaw never had a negative word to say. In retrospect, I don’t think he really needed the help. He could clean faster and better than I could. I think he just knew I could use the extra money and cleaning was a way he could help me out when I needed it.

I appreciated it back then because I did need the money. Those weekly trips to the airport kept gas in my car and food in my belly. I appreciate it now because of the thoughtfulness. He created a job out of thin air, just because he saw the need.

Since college I haven’t seen as much of Pawpaw. I’ve had my own family to raise, and I’ve had a falling out with my father. I’m indescribably sad that Pawpaw is gone so soon. The Pawpaw I saw at the visitation and at the funeral isn’t the man I choose to remember. The one I remember was vibrant. He never had a gray hair on his head (I’m told he had a little help on that front). He always had a ready smile, and a willingness to help. That’s my Pawpaw. That’s who I’ll remember.

Picker, grocer, preacher, pilot. Pawpaw.

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