- GOLD IN MY MAILBOX Harlequin sweater! Schoolmarm! Bewigged Goldie Hawn! Ascot! Blurry lumpen proletariat! (The man on the left is wearing a monocle and inspecting a Renoir.)
This just arrived in my Stranger mailbox, sent to me out of the blue by an old colleague and friend from The News Tribune (bless you, Sean R.). I'm recruiting people in the office to play it with me today when Mudede strolls right up and announces he used to play it all the time as a child. He also used to play Monopoly.
"I just played to win," he announced.
Who will win when we play it here? I shall report back. As for me, I've never seen the game before. The description on the box says:
Your favorite Rembrandt is on the block and you are bidding for it against a dazzling array of eccentric art speculators. Should you go even higher? What if it's a worthless forgery? You'll find out when you play Masterpiece, an exciting, suspenseful trip into the elite world of the international art auction.
What other Stranger writers should be in this lineup of eccentric art speculators? The game is for 3 to 6 players. So far, it's Mudede, Paul, and me.
