One fun-filled weekend.
Hiked up to the dish with Emma, Can and Jo on Thursday (my weekends begin on Thursday).
Emma left on Saturday, sadly without having tasted dim sum. Tammy and I did take her to Monster Sushi, however, which was very good.
I played penultimate mafia on Friday night with Doougle’s Gavilian froshies, Brendan and Can. Texan Dave Kent made an incredible surprise appearance and played with us. Mostly he talked about playing in the International Dodge Ball Championships this Summer (don’t mess with Texas). I lead the mafia to a crushing win in one game as the don (though Texan Dave Kent messed up and for the last half of the game Josh was the don instead), where I completely had everyone fooled up until the very end, when Calvin figured it out but couldn’t do anything. Other highlights include the time Rolf stabbed Doug in the face within the first two minutes of the game for steppin’ and the couch wars. Doug and I invented a new role that we want to try out, but didn’t get to.
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The Homomorphism
Mafia Role
During the night, the Homomorphism (MBEEP!) creates a link from any player A to any player B. At the start of the day, the moderator announces that h(A) = B. If the citizens decide to lynch player A that round, player B also dies (since lynching is closed under homomorphism). Yes, a less abstract name could be invented for this role, but that’s not fun. I think this role could give the mafia lots of interesting strategies – if you think about it any player A is made more likely to be mafia and any player B is made less likely. Face stabbing is not closed under homomorphism.
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Saturday I did dim sum at the Koi Palace with Eric Sun, Jo and Can. Yum. Then Jo and I met Eric and Kejia and Eric’s friend Dave at the Half Moon Bay Brewery (which has absolutely delicious brownies a la mode). After which we somehow found the energy to have a very pleasant beach bonfire. It was a really warm night and it felt good to be outside. It goes without saying that we made s’mores. However, I am an idiot and forgot the non-diary creamer again.
Sunday Jo, Tammy and I went out for dim sum at the Hong Kong Opium Lounge. I’ven’t been there since Wampler left. It was awesome. Oh the memories. Har gau?
