Scrabble, the Great Leveler.

Tonight, I'm thinking about Scrabble. I love that game. It's a social equalizer, you know? Every time I get a little full of myself I play a good game of Scrabble with my husband, and it either validates my opinion of myself or reminds me why I love him so (he's a very clever hominid).

Fun personal Scrabble facts:

We kick ass. Our combined scores often top 800. If I score less than 320 I feel like an illiterate failure.

Greg usually beats me by about twenty points...usually. He's twenty smarter than me.

There are "Q" words that don't need a "U" to follow, like "qaid" and "qanat". Tonight Greg used "qindar" and it made me a little horny.

Once, I was so befrazzled while playing Scrabble (because I was losing, I suspect) that I forgot the word for "dictionary" and asked Greg to "Hand me that...cucumber.". So now we call all dictionaries Cucumbers. It hurts.

The highest score I ever got was 497. It was like some kind of holy miracle. We left the board up for a little while, so we could revisit the power and the glory. It remains unbeaten by either of us.

Wa, te, po, mo, and ni are not legal Scrabble words. Bo, jo, mi, fa, and et are. Go figure.


Tonight's word, by the way, is "glyph". It's worth a ton of points!