January 6, 2011

In the beginning was the Word. Then he made us. In his image. As little wordmaking worldlings. Surely that's part of the imprint and image of God in which we are made? Surely it's not a total equivocation on the part of two resolute folks to consider the grappling and consideration of words and their meanings...and maybe spending an hour or so trying to make them out of little wooden squares in fellowship and communion with other like minded folks...sure it's not a wheedle to consider that creative. Right?

Oh, fine. We played scrabble. Yes it was transcendent. Sort of. Mostly it was fun. We ate curry, drank whiskey (and this weird German digestive that just confirmed a lot of things we all knew about the Germans in the first place) and played scrabble. Then we slept. We really genuinely didn't have time for much more and we're not sorry about it.

I don't want you to think that this means we'll be going "I created a form at the DMV today" at any point this month. I want to believe we're still more on track than that.

I hope you do to. R beat us all by nearly a hundred points due to her very creative arrangements, and my strategy of holding out for spelling "concupiscent" failed me yet again.

Creatively yours,

The Management