Feeling Somewhat Scrabby?

I've resumed my love/hate relationship with Scrabble, but now I'm doing it online, which means I can drag it out for weeks or even months instead of a few excruciating hours. Who invented this game?!! (Alfred Butts, during the Depression.) More importantly, why is that d#@$ "3X word" tile always one letter out of reach???

Sigh.

If you're an English major, a masochist, or any twisted combination thereof, you should check out www.scrabulous.com. But don't say I didn't warn you.

Fly Me to the Moon (or Atlanta)

The Flying Biscuit has long been one of my favorite restaurants. The fact that it's 331.14 miles away isn't going to stop me. Whenever I'm in Atlanta, I have to eat there at least once. Okay, usually more than once. And when I say "eat," I mean "order multiple menu items and stuff myself." But good news, kids! Word on the street is -- The Flying Biscuit is being franchised! Huzzah! This means that someday, if I'm lucky, I might have a sad imitation of my favorite restaurant in my very own neighborhood. I can't wait.

www.flyingbiscuit.com

Make Me Up Before You Go-Go

Lately, I've been liking a matte face, pale berry cheeks, lips without too much gloss, and either navy eyeliner/purple eyeshadow, or brown eyeliner/blue eyeshadow. Have I gone crazy, or is this what we'll soon be seeing on everyone? Only time will tell.

Oh, yeah -- I'm also thinking thinner eyebrows, but I'm a little scared of that one.

In A Word

Sometimes these things are inexplicable, but I just had to say...Flamenco.