Monday, September 25, 2006

BoredGameGeek

I've recently been one foot out the door, regarding BGG. Whereas, I once was a huge proponent of BGG and brought several people to the site, including the guy at Dell that just sold the new server to Aldie at a steal, I am now quickly falling out of love with the site.

But not just the site, the industry. The fact that there are boardgaming "celebs" is such an odd concept to me. Lately, I've been more captivated by the meta, rather than the gaming.

I remember when gaming was about getting a bunch of folks together, slagging off responsibility and gaming my whole Saturday away. No reviews, no session reports, no logging the play or rating the game. The size of my collection didn't matter, but the quality of my social experiences were paramount to all. Good friends, good games, good food and good times. Things that can't be quantified or qualified on a web site.

BGG, and media as a whole, gives a voice to the feeble (Yeah, yeah... me too.) and makes the feeble feel empowered.

I can honestly say that I have not been enobled by my time on the 'Geek. I am worse off for my time spent there; and regret having spent as much time there as I have. Here is a list of terms and concepts that I would be better off never having heard them:
-Meeple
-Wood for Sheep (and all such... uh, humor?)
-Board Warping
-Broken
-Analysis Paralysis
-Collection
-Plays Logged
-Rating System
-Game Mechanics

They're games. Have a good time playing them. There's no need to be whiny and nitpicky. Enjoy them!

However, I have a dilemna. I am scheduled to attend BGG.CON. I am itching to sever all ties from BGG. I'm trying to be less of a "burn my bridges" type, but I've had enough. There are a good deal of people that I am excited to meet and game with, but there are a good deal of people that I couldn't care less about.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Protect the Glitterati!

Struck down once again, by the BGG censors. This time by Daniel Karp. He and Octavian guard their snuggle buddy, Tom Vasel, like he's some cheesecloth-skinned kitten. They are no where to be found when the grossest amounts of vitriol are being hurled at others, but Tom must be guarded at all times. Pathetic.