Ah the good old days. I’m sitting here in my mother’s kitchen on my quick jaunt to visit Chicago-land this year. Yesterday I had a few friends over, including Ms. Mo, and we started a good old skool game of Uno. Now it’s been years since I’d played, but watching one pass around the circle, I fell right back into how simple the game was. It’s designed for kids after all. Colors and matching numbers–pretty to the point, right?
Well easy to play doesn’ t mean for a quick game. The game took about 3 hours–and would’ve probably lasted far longer if we didn’t all start to cheat just so someone would win. We’d come close a number of times… including my sister getting called on not declaring UNO when she was left with one card. Auds looked puzzled as we shouted, “You didn’t call Uno draw four!”
“Why would I do that?” Auds said, “Oh! Uno means one in Spanish!”
There was also the diagnosis that a yellow and blue card both of the same number doesn’t equal a green card, and that all my friends including I are number blind. Yes, it’s a new illness. Forget color blind. Number blind is the new issue–there will be a ribbon and a charity to follow soon.
While it’s all funny to me, I realize I’m terrible at relaying the story so anyone else (who wasn’t there) would never be able to decipher it. I should end it here. But in the mood to play Uno? Check out this keen fun free online version.
I’m so gonna play right now.
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