Thursday, February 21, 2008

A wordsmith and carb-evangelist I am, a grimalkin I am not

Admitting your powerlessness is the first step to conquering addiction, no? So I confess: I can't stop playing the vocabulary game at But on the upside, that means I am ceaselessly donating grains of rice to the poor. If you are a word-lover, do not go to this Web site. Or you will soon require a 12-step program. I can picture the scene: cruciverbalists, redactors, bibliophiles, etymologists, linguists and bards, all loitering around a table of doughnuts and coffee, lamenting their inability to advance beyond Level 47 and struggling against hope not to be architects of language.

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