You would think somebody (aka me) who *writes* for a living (and blathers away on the internet every day) would be good at word games, wouldn’t you? It’s true that writing is only a part of my job. I am not out there trying to write the next Great American Novel or anything. That kind of writing is not up my alley. But as a web application designer, it is a large part of my job to write functional specifications, which are long boring documents that describe every last picky little detail involved in any new or changed functionality I have designed and all of the ramifications thereof in such a way that our developers can do their jobs of building that functionality out. (Er, that would be *software* developers, not *real estate* developers but that’s a whole ‘nother story).

I do a lot of writing and although I am far from perfect, I am in, out, around, and through the English language many hours on most days, stringing words together to make what I hope are coherent enough sentences and paragraphs that other people might actually have a clue about what I’m talking about. Like we do not need to have dancing purple froogs hanging about on our rather stodgy web application so I need to make sure the developers don’t misunderstand me and create them. (Yes, that is an extreme exaggeration. Our developers would think I was smoking crack.)

So if I spend all this time writing, why the heck do I suck so badly at Scrabble? Hmmm… The background here is that I made a duck dinner two Sundays ago and I invited my mouse. When she got here, she grabbed my phone and downloaded a game called Words with Friends (aka Scrabble). You can play with your friends over the internet. I am now playing games with three people. AND LOSING MY ASS TO ALL THREE. OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!

As bad as I am at Scrabble, I am sort of enjoying playing it this way. I have never been able to focus on any board game that took longer than Candyland or Uncle Wiggly. I just don’t have that kind of attention span. Risk? Oh. My. Gawd! I’d rather watch other people play Scrabble and look up words for them. You know, words like “nager”. In this phone format, I can make a move and the other person may make a move within seconds or it might take a day or two. I can deal with that kind of pace. And since two of the people I have games going with are my beach urchins, it is yet another way to know they are alive and well since I don’t see them very often and none of us are very good phone people.

I do hope MMCB doesn’t find out that I’m playing WWF. Her main activity on facebook is to play WWF and other word games with her sister and some friends. I am terrified of playing Scrabble with MMCB. I think that playing Scrabble with MMCB would be something like playing Scrabble with the Grand Poobah of Regenaxe. I do not wanna go there. MMCB will be at 10,000 points or whatever and I might have 73. I think that MMCB and the Grand Poohbah should play with each other.

I will keep playing. Maybe I will get better. I am getting pretty good at doing the NYT Crossword puzzle. I can even sometimes finish the *Saturday* puzzle although it may take me a few days/weeks/whatever. I can’t quite figger out why my skills at that do not translate to Scrabble. But it is a different thing…

Good gaming, folks. And good night. Love y’all, KW!

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