Admitting your powerlessness is the first step to conquering addiction, no? So I confess: I can't stop playing the vocabulary game at FreeRice.com. 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.
Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label addiction. Show all posts
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 FreeRice.com. 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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