pukey colors

“excuse me?”
“yeah?”
“that’s a nice truck.”
“thanks.”
“are you married?”
“no.”
“you should come meet me around the corner then.”
. . .

like all of the games of scrabble mary and i have played lately, tonight’s was characterized by horrible trays. and when the letters get bad, our plays get worse and worse until the board is all closed up. then we get bored with ourselves, and we don’t want to play anymore, and we [...]

i was excited to wake up to rainy sounds this morning. the 8:30-ish walk from my parking lot to my building was the only unfortunate thing about it. i had to ford the beech street river and now, three hours later, my pants and socks are still wet.

mary and i went to claire de lune for some coffee and scrabble this afternoon. all of the caffeine made me feel antsy, so we went to big lots for some cheap paper. we usually play with mary’s scrabble set, so in my set we’ve been using the same piece of 8.5″ x [...]

my head and throat kill. i need to take control of this situation.