North American Scrabble Players Association

almost purely for relaxation. There was still the Gang for golf and bridge, Scrabble with Mamie in her sunroom, and there were grandchildren to indulge. The

drifting through the days and doing nothing., ignoring the magician's need to scrabble in the dark.. It's not that I'm content, bastards rule and wankers whine

for a whole decade! Servo: Emby Mellay? That's not a name, it's a bad Scrabble hand. [Jody chats with a gas station attendant, a small-town oddball cliché