May 25, 2005
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Word Wars
This is kind of a Spellbound for grown-ups – well, diabolically obsessed, emotionally freaked-out grown-ups. If anyone has a serious Scrabble player in the family, they’ll know the type – kind of a rainman-gone-wild personality. If your Scrabble player is a kid, pray they go to college and become a brain surgeon or something else useful. In any case, they have an elite, these word warriors who grow up and enter contests like the Nationals where they can win $25,000 as a grand prize. For this film and this contest, the elite are four delightful men – defending
champ, Joe Edley (on right in photo) who does tai chi to prepare and memorizes the dictionary while driving his car; Matt Graham (separate photo), a stand-up comic who uses “natural drugs” for concentration; Marlon Hill (photo center), who swears a lot and feels the English language has stripped him of his African identity; and G.I. Joel Sherman (photo left) who is so named because he imbibes so much Maalox for his alarming case of gastrointestinal reflux. I won’t EVEN give away who finally wins. It’s a very trekkie kind of world, the Scrabble-for-prizes-world, and it’s pointed out that there are purists who just play in the park and disdain the hunt for the big bucks. So break out the popcorn and your pencil and paper, you just might learn a word or two if you can stop that hysterical laughing. I’d love to see a film where these four guys get locked in a room with Bobby Fischer for a week – oops, different game.
Deep Thought: “As the evening sky faded from a salmon color to a sort of flint gray, I thought back to the salmon I caught that morning, and how gray he was, and how I named him Flint.”
Today I am grateful for: Standing ovations
Guess the Movie: “ A-B-C. A-Always, B-Be, C-Closing. Always be closing, always be closing.” Answer: Glengarry Glen Ross, 1992.
Winner: tearsign.
Bad Deal on Judges
by John Nichols
As the showdown on the so-called “nuclear option” approached, polls showed that the American people opposed scheming on the part of Senate GOP leaders to eliminate judicial filibusters by an overwhelming 2-to-1 margin.
Even among grassroots Republicans, there was broad discomfort with the idea of creating a tyranny-of-the-majority scenario in which the minority party in the Senate would no longer be consulted regarding lifetime appointments to the federal courts. (Rest of article here.)
End of Day: 8:59 pm
+ = They’re skateboarding on my street again.
- = It’s going to pass 90F tomorrow here in PDX.

Comments (13)
interesting idea…
Dear Lionne,
This one doesn’t interest me. It’s a Netflix First feature, but I’ve got so much that I really want to see in my queue. Since I stopped going to Hollywood Video when I got the 2nd Tivo in “my room” so I didn’t have to share my original one with my roommate, I get all my “new releases” through Netflix when they first come out. Last week was Kinsey (8 of 10) This week is the uncut “Big Red One” “In Good Company” and “The Assasination of Richard Nixon” (I saw “Aviator in a theater, it’s a Scorsese film) I did add “Horns and Halos” from your previous post for next week.
I did enjoy that doc about the spelling bee that came out a few years ago.
I hadn’t been to visit in a couple of days so thought I’d leave a comment anyway. I’m one of those people who can’t stand to read an entry on one of these blogs without letting people know I stopped by.
Michael F. Nyiri, poet, philosopher, fool
There seems to be a spelling bee explosion. 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, Spellbound, Akeelah and the Bee (trailer looks cool), and Word Wars (well, kinda’). Can’t wait for the needlepoint knitting explosion.
And for Guess the Movie: It’s my favorite… David Mamet’s Glengarry Glenn Ross.
First prize on the flick!
That looks like a interesting film.
I want to see that!
Sounds interesting, but count me in on being one of the ‘purists.’ Saddened about the vote on the judicial filibusters, I’d like to ramrod a ‘filibuster’ right up someone’s ass. Skateboarding! Did you do this when you were younger, like I did? It was so much fun, and it recycled a while ago. 90?!!!! Wooh…
Hahahaha, I didn’t know they had a Nationals for Scrabble. And I do know the type. I used to hate to play with them because they got soooooooo serious…
Those guys feature prominently in Stefan Fatsis’s book Wordfreak, very fun, very mind…scrabbling. And I love Scrabble, but man, what those guys do isn’t love.
standing ovations always make me cry. have a good day.
word games (any games involving letters) always seemed like abuse to me, but the political games… well, I would have stood tougher. I think there’s an American strain that inherently doesn’t like bullies – no matter what the White House says, and I think “the left” needs to force more issues to show people the true colors of the Republicans.
Thanks for the support for Erik. As of tomorrow freshman year is done! So far, he’s done really well on his finals.
Today the tricky one is Honors Algebra.
Take care!
Lionne, I adore you, I really do. But it now becomes clear. YOU DON’T KNOW ME AT ALL. Not a complaint, just an observation. I’m one of those Word Freaky guys, and I’m so freaky I’m not even offended.
When my wife Barbara and I went to see Spellbound, she couldn’t believe how much one of those nerdy kids resembled me.
Yes, my love, I am a tournament Scrabble player, and imagine the look on my face as I stopped by here on one of my occasional visits and see my buddies Joel and Marlon and Joe and Matt pictured right at the top of your blog.
Tsktsk. The things you say about us.
I, Bob Lipton, aka Twoberry, live a fairly normal life, even though I am ALMOST as obsessed by the game of Scrabble as are Marlon and Joe and Joel and Matt. I used to be play in 10-15 tournaments a year, used to study 4 hours EVERY day, and am now down to an average of two tournaments a year and have cut way back on my studying time.
Please take a few minutes and browse my two blogs — the normal me at http://www.xanga.com/twoberry and the Scrabble me at http://www.xanga.com/blip32962.
And don’t think badly of me.
Obsessed Scrabblers are real people, too, even if we don’t seem real.
Much love, Bob