Scrabble Drought

There was no Scrabble today. At all. I'm not kidding...believe me now and hear me later and talk about it last Monday. Scheduling issues for our director kept us from scheduling regular club games last Saturday and today, but last Saturday we had a casual, non-official get-together anyway.

So now we look forward to the Pittsburgh tournament next weekend. It sounds like Stan and Terry have really got things organized and ready to go. As far as I know, Brad, Martha, Chris, and me are going and carpooling up in my van. All day Saturday and half of Sunday we'll be engaged in 12 games of official, ratings make-it-or-break-it, nationally-sanctioned Scrabble. Part of the fun of tournaments, though, is the laid-back games with your friends when the tournament's not in progress, breakfast, lunch, and dinner with old and new friends, and Taxes Hold Me after hours (a Scrabble version of Texas Hold 'Em poker played with real...um...chips).

As for me, I can't wait to get another tournament under my belt and to see my Pittsburgh friends again (not to mention other Scrabble friends also traveling to Pittsburgh from places other than West Virginia). Last time I visited Pittsburgh, Stan's wife packed me a lunch bag with Babybel cheeses, wheat crackers, and an apple just so I wouldn't starve to death waiting for the delivery of Chinese food. Of course, the Chinese food arrived quickly...and I smiled to myself as I enjoyed my delicious fruit and cheese breakfast on my drive home the next day.