Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Scrabble in the City

Tonight, I decided to take myself out for the night, to celebrate the fact that I'm finally done term papers.

I determined that Scrabble in the City was in order.

I dressed carefully, fully aware that I was going to lose horribly in every capacity, have a glass of wine and inevitably start to run my mouth. So I put on my owl shirt, all the while giggling to myself- 'cause, you know, owls are wise and stuff.

I'm so clever.

Halfway through my second game though, one of my fellow players actually asked me if I was wearing an owl shirt to appear wise. I kid you not. Who does that? Who would even think to call me on that?

The type of person who spends their Monday nights playing Scrabble, that's who.

And now, I'm one of those people.


  1. I have been perusing the blogs out here for a bit tonight and at first I was stopped by your name, Postmodern Sleaze. Sneaker Pimps reference? I'd just like to say that in the midst of this vast sea of crap that is blogspot, I really enjoyed reading yours.

  2. What the? There's another one of me? That could be dangerous...

  3. Anonymous1:13 AM

    Fun beating you at Scrabble.
    Your best play was GOITER, for sure. As to your attire, most of us just politely whispered behind your back.
    So, are there actually gnomes in the calendar, or is it just girls wrapped in newspaper?

  4. I suck at Scrabble. As much as I like words, I can't play that game to save my life. Or any other word game for that matter. It's the right-brain-left-brain conflict that has plagued my life since I was a lad. But I can play a pretty mean game of chess. I think it has a lot to do with the visual strategy of chess versus the cerebral strategy of word games. Maybe an owl shirt would help my game!

  5. I've never lost at boggle. That is one word game that I dominate.

  6. Anonymous2:14 AM

    congrats on finding some much desired scrabble time! i'm proud of you...