I have a semi-obsession. It is an online game called "Scrabulous". From the name, I'd be willing to bet that you can picture its etymological origins.
Scrab = Scrabble
Ulous = Fabulous
Scrab + Ulous = Scrabulous (a fabulous Scrabble game)
I play it on Facebook. It is nice to play against my friends. A little friendly competition is good for any relationship. Veggie Girl and I play almost daily – and due to copyright issues (Scrabulous being sued by Scrabble) we have retitled the game "Wordle". Though it started as a joke, the name stuck. It's nice. I also play against old college friends – and existing work friends. I don't win as often as I would like; still, I enjoy the thrill of the chase.
I am also able to challenge random peeps and vise versa. I've been playing the game for months and months (that's a lot of months) and I have developed a few Scrabulous friendships. I cannot tell you a whole lot about these people's real lives, beyond superficial details; but I can tell you when they are having a lousy day or when they are stressed – generally based on their play (or lack thereof).
It's nice. You know? As the months have passed, I have noticed that as the friendships developed, so has my game. There is something comforting about knowing that someone else is as committed as I am to the relationship, without having to discuss it. I know that when I log into Facebook, Mr. Librarian, the Architect, or the Swiss, will be waiting – well, at least their games will be. It is a constant in this ever changing world - a constant that I hold onto for dear life some days. And I don't worry that when the game ends, it'll be over. Within a day or two, we'll have another game started.
The Scrabulous cycle – as it is.
I once had someone tell me that if I cannot commit to successfully raising a plant, then I will most likely have issues nurturing anything else in my life. I have to disagree with this assessment. Plants are fickle creatures and I have a black thumb. I believe that if I can successfully engage in an interactive, competitive, ongoing game of Wordle, then I can do anything I want in life.
That being said, Wordle, bitch!
