It’s my friend Toby’s fault.
A few weeks ago, Toby and I played a couple of rounds of Word Crack. Due to my superior Boggle skills, I had a wonderful time playing and winning (also I had practiced).
Last night, this supposed “friend” of mine invited me to play Words on Tour on Facebook.
“It’s like Boggle, but with extra challenges.”
Word Crack rounds last two minutes. So even if you (and by “you” I mean me) play one or two (or five) extra rounds, I can generally escape without losing an entire day.
Not so with Words on Tour. Some of the “How to Play” instructions are clear; some less so (that’s why Toby is winning—and that’s the story I’m sticking with).
Sixteen hours later, I realized my earlobes were cramping up and I hadn’t written One. Single. Word for today’s blog.
I suggested Toby write the blog.
She didn’t answer.
Always said she was smart.
Gotta go now. I ran out of lives on Level 32, but I should be good to go by now.