It started innocently enough. I drag in my bags from my weekly thriftavaganza, and unload my treasures. Depending on my current energy level I even sort them. On this fateful day however I just put them out on the table and left the dungeon. I hear a squeal and go back to what I was doing. MOM!!!! you know I am scared of the basement did you leave this out to scare me???? I didn’t but I wished I had thought of it. Laughter ensued. It wasn’t until a few days later a game was born. It has been going on for a few weeks now and might be exhausted but it sure was fun.