I’m grading this weekend and, when it all gets to be just too much for me to take anymore, I click open my computer and go looking for a little bit of something to give my brain a break.
Usually, I play a game called Word Whomp on Pogo. It’s essentially a combination of Scrabble and Boggle; you’re given seven letters and are allowed to arrange them in any way you want to create as many words as you’re able in a given amount of time. This game, that I found the other day, is also called Word Whomp, but is different both in that it’s competitive and you’re not allowed to change the placement of the letters - it loses that Scrabble aspect and relies mostly on the rules of Boggle.
I am currently avoiding writing evaluations for student presentations. Oh, and I am also TOTALLY King of the Monsters.
[...] This should do wonders toward explaining my need for Monster Boggle… [...]
My dad and I used to play Boggle all the time when I was a kid. We got the game when I was about 15 years old. We’d play with my uncles and aunt at family parties. He has an English degree and the really weird thing is that we hundreds and hundreds of games and I never lost. The game quit being brought out at family parties but we had a lot of fun.
My biological mother claimed herself to be the language maven of the family when I was younger (she ‘earned’ this title by also claiming to be the “only reader” in the family - her nose was always buried in some trashy, “trobbing member” novel). She was really smug when she broke out the Scrabble game, and I beat her EVERY…SINGLE…TIME. Not just by ten or twelve points, either - I really plowed her under. The same that happened to you happened to me - the game stopped being offered as entertainment though, if I remember correctly, some of the pieces were “lost.” Yeah. Right. Whatever…