Many moons ago, I was given a used Fluxx 2.0 deck by a lab rabbit at a convention (circa 2000). It was so long ago, I no longer remember the rabbit or the convention, but thank you. That deck has converted many people. It converted me, and I took it home with me. My RPG group at the time typically played card games to unwind after our big live-action games, and Fluxx became a favorite, surpassing even Lunch Money, which we thought was the best thing ever. I was gone one week, and there was no Fluxx to play. People were very bothered by this; as a result, three people bought decks. Because I was about to go study abroad and the crew thought I should have a new deck. The new deck I kept in the dorms in England; the old deck came with me. I played in every hostel I went to, and when I parted company with the girls I was travelling with, I traded my trusty old deck for two bottles of really good German wine and a promise of postcards -- I had my newer deck back at the dorm, after all. About a year later, after we had all returned home, I got a package from one of them. Inside along with some lovely treats for some-holiday-or-another, there was my old Fluxx deck! She'd bought a new one and wanted me to have mine back. It was still in remarkably good shape, much to my delight, so I put it in my games box. It stayed even when I bought the new 3.0 -- you never know, after all, when you'll want another deck. It was with me when I met Russell and Josh and company at Penguicon, right after I'd started law school, and became a registered rabbit. After law school I went out west to visit friends for almost three weeks. I taught my dear friend Diana how to play, and she and her six-year-old son loved it, so I left my old deck with them. Here's what I've learned from her: She taught her sister to play with it, and her friend Sharon. Her son got a new Fluxx deck for his birthday, and Family Fluxx too, (and wants Zombie Fluxx for Christmas) -- so Diana gave the old deck to Sharon. Sharon taught her family on that deck before buying a new one, and when she did get the new deck she gave the old one to her brother. Her brother taught the kids next door that he tutors, and gave the old deck to them. Apparently the box has just now fallen apart, at last, and the edges of the cards are rather painfully worn and the cards peeling. He wanted to know how to get new decks for the kids and himself, so through the grapevine I shot him a link to find a FLGS in his area. Once they get the new deck, they're going to give my dear, converted-them-all seven-year-old deck a vikings' funeral -- save the Basic Rules, which they are sending back to me for posterity. So soon I will have the Basic Rules back from that deck. I'm thinking of having them framed. Title it The Little Deck That Could or something. No real point, just thought it was a story people'd like. Converting people from a convention floor to Saginaw, MI to Frankenmuth, MI to England to Germany (via Luxembourg, Belgium, Switzerland and Lichtenstein) to Colorado, back to Michigan, over to San Diego, CA up to San Francisco, CA. Yep, definitely having them framed. Laurie -- "Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed." President Dwight D. Eisenhower April 16, 1953