Wednesday, November 30, 2005


I'm not very competitive about sports or academics (except with myself) but I am a cutthroat, unforgiving, trash-talking Scrabble player. My Dad, an eloquent man with an impressive vocabularly, has only ever beaten me once but still comes back for a whomping whenever we get a chance to play. Josh did make me a little nervous by adding an "S" onto the end of my "freezer" and capitalizing on my "Z" halfway through the game. Naturally, I dominated at the end. Note "fovea" and "pique"...both my words. I'll spell it out for you, Dad and Josh...I'm the C-H-A-M-P. That's a 14 point minimum.

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