As the weather gets colder (okay, it’s Santa Monica, but we’ve got the heater on and all) I tend to want to curl up and cocoon a bit. This makes me think of sipping hot beverages and playing board games. And when I think of playing board games I mostly think of my very favorite (and my family’s favorite too) which is Scrabble. We all play, sometimes in bursts where we do it every night, with various styles and skills. Sometimes I play a tight defensive game. Other times I go for the high scoring words, regardless of leaving the board open in a kind of “catch me if you can” kind of play. Paul didn’t play when we first met, but he took to it well and, after years of my almost always winning, he now routinely trounces me. (Damn!)
I have some wonderful Scrabble memories. Some of my favorites are of traveling on trains in Britain with Paul and playing our travel Scrabble game. The games themselves were a fun way to pass the time, but it was also great fun to watch the nearby passengers slowly get sucked into watching the game while they pretended to read. We’ve even played on transatlantic flights, a huge advantage for me because Paul is a tense flyer.
That said, I haven’t gotten into Words With Friends, partly because I’m not on Facebook enough and am worried about the time suck, but mostly because I take huge pleasure in the feeling of the wooden tiles in my fingers. There’s nothing like sticking my fist in the bag and hoping not to pull out more than one letter “i”.
All this said, I wonder why I don’t play more often. Maybe more Scrabble will be my resolution for the 2012.