Because I like tricking Karol into reading my Scrabble blog
How did Dawn Summers become an Australian Scrabble champion?
It was a short, funny, humiliating trip…I did say funny, though, right? So go read…and comment. Viva La Scrabble blog!
I saw a handful of players sitting across two boards, one guy was playing two games.
He kind of looked like your quintessential 60s hippie.
For one brief moment I thought about bolting. But then I remembered I had just walked twenty blocks, paid a cab $26 and had no idea how to get back to my hotel, so instead I walked right up to them and said
“Um…are you guys…” don’t say playing Scrabble don’t say playing Scrabble don’t say playing scrabble don’t say…”playing Scrabble?”
The looked up from their board and smiled.
“Um…I’m looking for the Scrabble club…I’m visiting from the States.”
“No kidding,” said the hippie.
“Be nice, Jerry,’ said the friendly white haired man, “you can play with me.”
January 24th, 2008 at 11:36 am
I’m not reading the Scrabble blog. You can’t trick me.
January 24th, 2008 at 11:39 am
Reeeaadd iitt. Shakes fist. And comment. That’s the most important thing. In fact, just comment. Dude, I won a Scrabble tournament in Australia! How do you not comment?
January 24th, 2008 at 2:21 pm
Comment.
January 27th, 2008 at 7:57 pm
Karol: She tricked you into reading the scrabble blog by putting an excerpt here. Gotcha!
January 27th, 2008 at 9:51 pm
Ohhh, she clicked the link…she’s never seen a link that she hasn’t clicked.