A Wisconsin Yankee in Walt Disney's Court

As usual, I’m consumed with Scrabble. Lately, not so much with fruitlessly trying to learn new words (what the hell’s a QUADRAT?) but with my new products I’ve mentioned here before. The wife is sewing constantly on the Tilecans, my new type of bag, and I’ve been sculpting and pouring mold rubber for my Tilecouch, my all new tile rack.

I just put up a site for them at tilecan.com and I’ll be selling them at the National Scrabble Championships up in Dayton, Ohio next week. As glamorous as it sounds, flying into Dayton might be a little stressful, with 31 games of Scrabble and dealing with this side venture.
I’m rooming with a guy named Stu Goldman, who I didn’t realize is the proverbial “old man of Scrabble” until after I met him and agreed to share the room. He’s played more tournament games of Scrabble than any other person, from the 1960s or ’70s until today, and still attends just about every major tournament. I hope he wins the big one this year, or some year.
I’ll try to blog my results and anything else that happens from Dayton, so keep posted…