Su casa es mi casa

I have stolen the following words from the clubhouse and sprinted furtively out the back and down the slick street with them and I will make something with them that I claim is my own, which I will have to keep a secret from you or anyone who knows you, for fear of lawsuits.

snobbery hobbery
regret it til I forget it
"Throw as much wood as you can fit in the stove and maybe some diesel, too" cold.

It is a compliment, but still when you discover this theft, it sucks to be you. You feel so violated. I wish I still drank beer, specifically the slightly skunky smelling kind, Rolling Rock for example. Those tasted exactly like they smelled which was so great that it made a person confused and itchy. Smelling and tasting would be hard to give up.

Did you ever imagine trying to describe a sense to somebody if the sense didn't exist and you were proposing it? Seeing for example would sound completely crazy. "You will have 2 squishy sort of gelatinous round parts of your body and you will POINT THESE at something, and light will bounce off the thing and some of it will bounce into your gelatinous part, or both of them would be better yet, but not absolutely necessary, and this will enable you to KNOW THINGS about the thing. But you can only know things about the side of the thing facing the gelatinous body part, not about the side of the thing farther away from the gelatinous body part. Also if something is between the gelatinous body part and the object, this flat out won't work." The only people who would even stick around to listen to it without hitting you with a frying pan would be people you wouldn't really want to talk to. People who play really complicated video games for hours, possibly.

Anyhow, where did all those labels come from? Did we vote on those? That's what happens when somebody lets the blog dashboard get damp. I'm borrowing a few of those, too.

Facewords on Pathbook

It's a bit hypnotic..... a word game on Facebook which I play 2-3 times a day, total 15 minutes. I play alone, tho I'm continually instructed to "invite my friends", who total 0 since I decided the social network was beneath a real Hermit. I haven't boosted my score of 760 one bit in the past month. At the end of each game, I'm told "Congratulations! You're number one among your friends, with a score of 760!" I'm also given the option to log out, play again, or "trash talk." Hm-m-m-m. So many choices; so little time.

The object is to find words in an ever shifting sea of letters. With each successful word, it shifts again. I don't know what dictionary they use, but they keep refusing "zen", which is a very popular word on TV decorator shows. And I keep finding "roe", although I'm pretty picky about what kind of fish eggs I consume. Sometimes my misspellings turn out to be real words, but my score stays at 760!

I heard somewhere that a REAL Scrabble Player/Champion studies dictionaries. They don't just browse them; they don't just read them; they STUDY them and TAKE NOTES. (They might make good Hermits!)