.
It’s apundantly clear I need to buy this brilliant game.
.
.
The minute I saw it, I knew I’d found the most punderful way to spend game night from now on.
.
.
I will punish all my competitors.
.
.
It’s the punultimate test of word play and I shall pundoubtedly be punstoppable.
.
.
No, not that kind.
.
.
This kind:
.
.
Ring the Bull is a traditional hook and ring game played in sports bars, ski lodges and quaint watering holes all over the world.
And it has a very long history in British pub culture.
In fact, legend has it that English Crusaders brought the game back from Jerusalem in the 12th century.
If you happen to play Ring the Bull at Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem, the oldest inn in England (1189 AD), you just might be experiencing the true origins of this game.
.
.
Ringing the Bull (also known as Ring Toss or Hook and Ring) is a simple game in concept, but it definitely takes some skill and requires careful concentration. The hallmark of any great bar game.
.
.
In most set ups, the metal ring is attached to a rope, hanging from a ceiling by a rafter or other means. The object of the game is then to swing the ring and try to land it on the hook.
.
.
This game looks simple but can be challenging.
And after a few toddies? It’s damn near impossible… at least for me.
Of course after a set number of toddies walking and talking is as well, so what do I know?
.
.
.
Because it beats actually doing something productive and I’m all about that.
.
.
Damn.
The last show I watched was Secrets of the Dead… which doesn’t bode well for future scintillating conversations.
.
.
Living in the lost city of Baiae is going to be challenging. Located on the northwest shore of the Gulf of Naples, it was basically the sin filled Las Vegas of Ancient Rome.
.
.
I’m sure it was quite something in its day.
.
.
Home to Nero and all his various perversions, sadly most of the ruins are now underwater.
.
.
Fabulous statuary….
.
.
Villas…
.
.
And mosaics…
.
.
All lost to the sea.
.
.
Guess my love of history finally caught up with me. It’s said Julius Caesar visited Baiae… so maybe I can break bread with his ghost. That’s got to be worth a blog or two.
Let’s play!
Your life is now in the last tv show you watched.
.
.
And if there are any other history geeks out there? A little more info on my new digs.
https://timelessitalytravels.com/2013/10/22/ancient-ruins-of-baia/amp/
.
.
Because it’s been a long week and I need a chuckle.
.
.
I’d like to tell you there’s something wonderfully quirky up there like a hedgehog cheese grater…
.
.
Or sandwich bags that lessen the chances of your kid getting beaten up for their PB&J….
.
.
But alas, when I climbed up on a chair and checked?
.
.
All I saw was this:
.
.
A lone fly swatter the husband must have thrown up there when I wasn’t looking.
Handy if Mike Pence drops by, but otherwise not very amusing.
So regale me with your finds…
What’s collecting dust in your kitchen?
.
.
.
James Taylor.
How wonderful is that!
Yes, I could easily ride out the Covid crisis with James.
.
.
He was the soundtrack of my youth.
.
.
My early married life.
.
.
And his music still speaks to me today.
.
.
Welcome James, pull up a chair and have a cuppa…
.
.
Yes, you.
.
.
You annoying fake blogger who follows me every single day…
.
.
With different fake pages…
.
.
And different fake names.
.
.
I defy you, and remove every last one of your cursed fake sites.
.
.
If you think you’ll out stubborn me?
.
.
I fear you’ve met your match.
My Whack a Mole record is legendary.
.
.
.
Because my knee still hurts and I’m bored.
.
.
Mine are as follows:
🍸 🙄 😉 🍷 😳 😈
It shouldn’t surprise anyone that martini holds the top spot, with eye roll right behind.
That’s where I live.
.
.
What is it they say…?
.
.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
.
.
Hmm. I’d have no problem with supply, momma red squirrel reproduces like a rabbit.
.
.
Now I love me some biscuits and gravy… but no.
.
.
And though I’ve been known to make a mean gumbo…. again, no.
.
.
Squirrel ravioli? Can’t quite wrap my mind around that.
.
.
While I admit they annoy me to no end, that image is a trifle disturbing.
.
.
Fried squirrel heart on crackers with cheese? You don’t see that on many appetizer trays.
.
.
Squirrel lard cookies.
Is it me…. or do they look like little nut topped turds?
.
.
Are you ready for 2020 to be over?
I know I am.
So let’s look ahead to 2021 and see what’s in store.
.
.
I hope you have better future plans than mine.
The first three words I saw?
Crabs, pussy and butter.
Uh oh.
.
.
In case you’re wondering why….
Who are you?
River's world..... 