I’m 26 going on 81. I’m a grandma in a mid-twenties disguise. I have bad hips and a sore back. I like tea, knitting, making soup, game-shows, card games, board games, pinching cheeks, and above all… Scrabble. I acquired this love in highschool, but with my no-nonsense attitude, most refused my competition-save for my mom. I’m a scrabble geek. I know the 2 letter word list by heart, I’ve almost memorized the value of each letter and how often it appears in the game, and I recognize that zax, raj, and qintar are valid words. Then, in Korea, I met friends who shared my passion, spent equal time reading the dictionary, also thought in seven letter words, and kept me busy many, many nights a weeks (yes, I went to Korea to play scrabble).
…and then they left…
….but then along came Scrabulous…
What a fabulously wonderful way to let me continue playing with my scrabble entourage. What an amazingly great means to encourage others to play. What a superbly rewarding way for me to prove my abilities to those who underestimated them. And what a heartbreakingly painful day when Scrabulous finally lost its fight with Hasbro/Mattel and had to be removed.
Yes, yes I understand the legalities, but just look at what it’s done. It brought the love of words and tiny block letters to thousands of people who normally would have shied away. It enhanced our vocabularies and fueled our facebook addictions. It gave us something mind-stimulating to occupy the workday. It kept competition alive.
And now it’s gone.
And so, I bid farewell to a fine addiction…
*tears*
Perchance this new-age technology wasn’t quite right for my old-age persona anyway.
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