Previous entries have expressed at exhaustive length both the rationale and the purpose behind this convocation of the Fraternitas Sub Terra, this "Brotherhood of the Basement", so I will not belabour those points further. Suffice to say that an entertaining and only semi-debauched time was had by all, but that still leaves a little room for some specific recollections, and a few photos, courtesy of Earl and Mick T.
|A critical part of 'setup'|
|Peace Country Dave: welcome to th' club, brah!|
We also introduced a new tradition which everyone seemed to enjoy: The Quote Wall. I brought a couple of large, lined pads of Post-It notes, and tried to keep them handy throughout the various games. Whenever anyone said something particularly funny, memorable, clever or just plain tasteless, someone else would use a Sharpie to jot it down and stick it on the downstairs cupboards. By the end of the weekend there were about 45 of these notes adorning the cupboards, many of which were still provoking chuckles a day or two later. Looking at it now, it's clear that neither "You put the 'bitch' in obituary," nor "Easier than shooting Timmies in a well," are going to have anyone comparing us to the Algonquin Roundtable anytime soon, but it still puts a grin on my face. And no, I shan't be posting any larger pictures of the quote wall, because it is both highly contextual and somewhat incriminating.
|Approx. 1/3 of The Quote Wall|
|Pop Tarts and Sap Vampire; a helluva breakfast!|
The game looked fantastic, thanks largely to the brand new tabletop Scotty had brought, which in turn was due in no small part to his rather laissez faire attitudes toward child labour and his uncanny ability to convince his offspring that gaming, schmaming, terrain making is where the real fun is!
|"Lotsa armour, but all the infantry got et!"|
|SFX: Wagner's 'Flight of the Valkyries'|
|No points at all for being better dressed? Bah!|
|This nasty hairpin would take two unlucky drivers out of the race.|
|The only drinking and driving we tolerate at G&G!|
|"What's under that tarp I wond- holy moley!"|
The next day saw us getting into various interstitial and non-consequential games like Pimp: The Backhanding (a tasteless staple of the event since G&G IV) prior to setting up what has become, in many ways, the highlight of Gaming & Guinness: Circus Maximus, a hotly contested chariot racing game that forces competitors to balance their need for speed with their carnal desire for the utter destruction of their rivals. Case in point: when defending champion Jeff began drawing ahead, he soon found himself not only surrounded by no less than 4 enemy chariots, but was in fact boxed in tighter than a veal calf. When he miraculously extricated himself from that tight fix, he earned the grudging respect of the other drivers, thus was not savagely beaten by envious cohorts when he careened into first place and took home the trophy for the second year running!
|"Ow! Ow! Why isn't anyone going after the orange one?"|
After a delicious chili dinner (and yes, lots of chili and beer did happen to have a somewhat deleterious effect on local air quality, what of it?), Jeff unpacked a variety of Rock Band games for the PS3, which kept us occupied long into the night. it was my first time playing Rock Band 3, so we all enjoyed being able to crank out "Du Hast" by Rammstein less than 24 hours after having seen them live, and I appreciated having the opportunity to sing "Kung Fu Fighting" by Carl Douglas. Many classic songs of our youth found their way onto the playlist, like "Roundabout" by Yes, but also some new wave influences like "Killing Moon" by Echo and the Bunnymen. My personal highlight came during Scotty's turn on vocals singing "Helter Skelter" in Rock Band Beatles, and having him do a full on spit take while drinking water once he realized I was loudly whispering, "GET MRS. POLANSKI" from behind him.
|"LIKE A RAINBOW IN THE DAARRRK!"|
|"Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for...THE UNCOMFORTABLES!"|
Sadly, the recent Playstation Network hack met Jeff was unable to download some of last year's favourites like "Stonehenge" by Spinal Tap and "Gay Bar" by the Electric Six, so I might have to bring the Wii edition as well next year so we can get those in. Still, we had all the music we needed to play late into the night as we continued to diminish the beer stocks to a shadow of their former selves.
|"To crush your empties, see them drunken before you..."|
The final assessment? Another roaring success, even with a brand new attendee. As our lives seem to become busier and busier, it is critically important that we make time for our friends and the things that are important to us. We may joke about the criteria being how much beer gets consumed (96 Guinness, 24 Innis & Gunn, 24 Sap Vampire, at least a half-dozen Sleeman's Honey Brown, probably two dozen Strongbow, 12 Kenmount Road Chocolate Stout, a handful of Alley Kat Coffee Porter and about a dozen Glenn Sherbrooke), but the more important thing is how much time we spent together, and what we got for that increasingly valuable currency.
|"We can add Earl in post..."|