My very own Scrabble mascot!

My family loves scrabble! LOVES IT! I however do NOT share these feelings of love. I NEVER participate when the fam busts out the board I just go straight to the couch for a nap stating "I may as well sleep because it will be more entertaining." In our house if the game is loved enough it will receive a famous mascot. For example Trivial Pursuit is Bobcat Goldthwait do not ask why.

One time my mom and sister took the scrabble board and the mascot, Chris LaDeaux, to the Oregon Coast instead of me. I still hold that against Scrabble.

Then there was the time I was enjoying a nap on the sofa or davino while they were playing and I woke to two grown women hovering over me giggling uncontrollable. I was puzzled and then started yelling "why does my mouth taste funny?" Apparently they got bored while playing, which is understandable, so they decided to torment me by putting vinegar in my mouth. HA ha! I am still laughing. Grrrgh!

Scrabble was always used as a method of torchure. "You behave or we will get out the scrabble game." Today was my 23rd birthday and to my suprise I opened up a scrabble game from my sister. It was just the box filled with various items, but there was one item that really made my night. A mascot for my very own Scrabble game. Shia LaBeouf my middle school crush. *Deep sigh* Call me a sucker for akward looking, curly haired, big nosed, Jewish kids. I could be asking for trouble with that last statement but I can not deny my youth.

"Gone"?!?

The year was 2003. The season was summer and it was my very last summer break before graduating. My mom and I were in the car driving home from a sunday night church service when suddenly a song came on. Well not too suddenly because the radio was on. Now if the radio had turned on all by itself then their would have been a real suprise element. Really it was a normal radio experience that I am trying to make sound better than it really was. I guess the profound part of this story is that I remember everything about the moment. The conversation, the scenery of the drive, and even the feelings I had.

"GONE, like yesterday is GONE. Like history is GONE. The world keeps spinning on You're going, going GONE. Like summer break is GONE. Like Saturday is GONE Just try and prove me wrong. You pretend like you're immortal (you're immortal)You're immortal (you're immortal)"

It struck me that before I knew it I would be gone. That summer break would be gone, I would be graduating, I would be moving out of my parents house, trying new things, and well be the person I am today. Why am I telling you this story right now. I have a couple of reasons actually. 1. My 23 birthday is in 9 days and birthdays always make me contemplative. 2. I actually heard Gone by switchfoot yesterday which always takes me back to that car ride and the declaration I made "Time may be going, going, gone but I am going to enjoy this moment while I can." Profound for a 17 yr old I know.

Stay tuned I may start rambling about other memory lane nonsense. You as a reader are in a special spot being as it is the month of November. Every November I start to think about odd things like high school years, my crazy fifth grade hair do that resembled a poodle, and my dream of being just like Keri Strug. You never know what I may come up with this year.