Every homo sapiens needs an outbuilding within the curtelage of their property
Welcome...to my Shed!
When I sat my English Language 'O' Level (this would be back in 1984), one of the exercises was to write a short story using one of the five given titles as the starting point: I chose 'The Last Day', as did many of my peers when we huddled under the rain shelter with our lunches and shared our post-exam woes. It seemed everyone had written about 'the end of the world' in some shape or form whereas I had decided to pick something a little more off-the-wall and wrote about a prisoner's last day in prison prior to being released; in diary form, the narrator described getting up and feeling sick with nerves, having his last meal with his friends and then the process of picking up his meagre belongings and being let out of the front door. It ended with him sat on the kerb, crying - with happiness or sadness I did not reveal. I got an 'A' grade.
Today is the last day of 2017, of course, and we look back on the joyous highs and woeful lows it has brought; we look back on those games that we loved and lost - ie. those we LOVED in March and immediately LOST interest in by April - and we remember 'the fallen' ie. Pandemic Legacy, down from 1 to 2 in the BGG rankings.
We remember our 'Fives and Dimes' or, as we say over here in Blighty, our 'Fives & Tens'; mine aren't particularly meaningful or insightful but I guess they show what my obsessions were for a short while, at least:
We recall the conventions that we went to (and spent far too much money at) and those that we couldn't attend and vilified as pointless and lack-lustre on Social Media to dull the FOMO pain just a little.
We recollect the many wonderful people that we have met and played games with or, in the case of the Ross-on-Wye club, the same four faces and blurry shadows where there might've been others (I find it hard to recall).
We reminisce about the state of the industry: the rainbows and unicorns that accompanied every Asmodee acquisition announcement. How some people quite enjoy Scythe/Terraforming Mars while others, like your angry Vegan/Athiest mate, hated it and speak of the depth of their hatred at every opportunity and hate everyone who likes it - including you - for liking it and - phew! - the sheer amount of energy that's being expended.
Finally, as the clock ticks over the 12, we look forward to a fresh 365 days! 2018 will bring us the Winter Olympics (my favourite type of Olympics), a (Soccer) World Cup, my first visit to Lieiracon, a UK Games Expo and a Spiel! Lots of games coming from Surprised Stare, from me and from all of our friends - it's gonna be busy, Busy, BUSY!