Play Boggle in my comments

It doesn't get much better than "making words with friends," does it? (Why am I skeptical that that comma is placed correctly?!)

I jumped on board the Facebook craze this week to play Scramble aka Boggle with my brother Ryan (who eats me for lunch in that game, and every game). I had decided previously that I didn't want to spend the time or clutter my brain with one more thing to do online, but it turns out the laundry can wait, and my brain had room! Facebook is sort of fun. It has been rather delightful to collect friends, as that has been something I have been doing in the non-virtual world since the days when people rented laser movie players and Savannah Smiles from the video store and way, way before anyone thought about converting their Rush tape collection to CDs. Oh yes, I've been collecting friends for a very long time. There were a few years in there when my mother insisted that I liked to collect boyfriends and had six (never five or seven, always six) at any given time. (Red flag!) Well, funny thing -- I have found some of those friends and, perhaps, some of those "boyfriends" (per my mom) on Facebook and we are friends (but not boyfriend/girlfriend) once again. It is so fun to reconnect, as they say!

What did I do yesterday that was even MORE fun than Facebook? I'm not kidding, even a little bit, when I tell you that it was. . . .

Wait, let's play Boggle to determine what it was that I did yesterday that was so satisfying and entertaining for me. Find the word, and then find all the other words you can find, in a collective effort in the comments. Words must be at least three letters, and letters must touch, diagonal is okay. Ready? Hurry and submit some words you find before Ryan makes his annual visit to my blog. He'll smoke everybody at this game.

Go!


S D W I
X E H E
T A G R
I D O K