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It’s January 31. I’m sure you all know what that means! Yes, it’s time to give Marsh some advice.

Here’s my little dilemma. I like the way this blog is going. (I know, some of you think it needs a bit more spice, excitement. To quote one reader: “what you need is more scrabble porn.”) But I also want to take advantage of some of the features of livejournal, particularly the community features. So I was thinking about (and actually made) a more scrabble-oriented version at livejournal. Maybe I will take some of my general scrabble posts here and expand upon them over there. I don’t know. I don’t really want to just have two identical blogs. Honestly, though, I don’t want to only post about scrabble over there, either.

So. Advise me!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Plot/subplot. Braided. Surprise me.
9:21 PM
Anonymous said…
If you did that, I wouldn't have to end my [few] comments with

- Dan

:)
11:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Enlighten me. What's "livejournal" and what are its "community features"?
6:40 AM
Anonymous said…
No advice here but I was wondering: if one has a Scrabble coach,is one required to address said coach as 'Sensei'? Just wondering.
9:18 PM
listeme said…
You people are obviously not concerned about my dilemma.
9:29 PM
Zinnia said…
Oh and PS! In the words of John Kerry, "Who among us does not love Nascar?"
9:52 PM
listeme said…
And what does NASCAR have to do with my livejournal, eh?
10:18 PM
Anonymous said…
The 'PS' kinda ruined the 'anonymous' thing :-)

I'm not sure about the modes of address for scrabble coaches. Perhaps we'll learn more about it in said scrabble-porn livejournal.
11:07 PM
Zinnia said…
Hello?! You mention Nascar in your profile, silly woman. And who says what I am PS-ing to? Hmmm?
3:29 PM
Anonymous said…
Advice:
one blog, baby. All the scrabble, porn, and miscellaneous stuff your public can handle. We gorge ourselves.
3:35 PM
Anonymous said…
buy ME a pony.
7:40 PM
Anonymous said…
buy ME a pony.
7:42 PM
Anonymous said…
ooh and ME.
7:42 PM
Anonymous said…
I do believe emly's post sums it up.

If you have a kitty and feed it one food, when u buy a new one, do you not feed it the same? You may talk to and name the other kitty differently, but their content is the same. May your posts forever be mirrored and slightly different, as to encourage a reading of both posts!

PS (the post script, not the person? anonymity can be quite confusing) would you grace us with a link to this scrabble blog?

-wise words from a teen
--Devon
9:21 AM
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