Last night the mini guys were absurdly loud. As in painful. I hate having to share a space with them. Plus they hogged all the tables, including putting things covered in wet paint on one of the tables we usually use. We ended up squished around one table. Fortunately, there were only 6 of us last night.
I played Through the Desert with Francie and Todd. Todd hadn't played in a while and forgot how the game scored. As a result, he lost. I beat Francie by about 15 points. She was all like, "Well, if you hadn't squeaked out the largest purple caravan by one camel, I would have gotten it, and the game would have been closer." So what. The game is still boring.
Then 5 of us played Taj Mahal. The mini guys got extra loud at this point, so I couldn't hear all the rules. I flailed through the game by watching what the other players were doing. Taj is beyond boring. Taj makes me wish I was playing Through the Desert. Towards the end, Dave joined the table to watch and we talked about Battletech and Mechwarriors, so the night wasn't a total loss. Dave told me that the mini guy that had been screaming like a rubber ducky being axe murdered, had been getting his robot blown up, so I sort of forgive him for being so loud, but next time scream like a man! Somehow I didn't come in last in Taj, but I think that the guy who did lose was playing unusually poorly due to sleep deprivation as a result of owning an infant.
Dave got a free Q-Workshop D8 green elvish die with some magazine he picked up at the game store. He gave it to me because he prefers the red ones. So yay!