If the board game “Boggle” and the video game “Tetris” had a “nooner” at the Motel Six, the resulting “love child” would be an application for my iPhone called “Bookworm.”
I have done it again! I’ve gained another addiction! Was it not enough that I am addicted to bacon? To coffee? To cheesy mystery novels? NO!
My name is Shelly, and I’m an “appaholic.” [Note: this word was "coined" by Thorne]. I’m downloading more applications for my iPhone. Bookworm is only the latest.
There are three things that I know to be true in my life, and yet I always forget them:
- If you put two socks in the dryer, only one will come out.
- Never talk about politics or religion with friends you want to keep.
- And, an addict cannot take “just a taste” of their addiction.
I took a taste.
It’s all the fault of my youngest son, who has a wicked sense of humor (where in the world did he get that?). I told him that after a year of not downloading any applications to my iPhone I had fallen for Ghost Radar. He started telling me about other apps. I should not have listened!
The boy remembered how I got hooked on Tetris many years ago. I never would let the kids play with that video game, because I had it in my hot little hands at every waking moment. I saw blocks falling in my sleep, because I played that game so dadgum much. He also remembered that at family gatherings we used to play Boggle, and I was an AGGRESSIVE BITC… very “competitive.”
I can almost see the twinkle in his eyes, as he told me over the phone, “Mom, you should try Bookworm! You make words just like in Boggle, and the letter blocks fall just like in Tetris. Some of the falling blocks are burning and you have to use them, because when they get to the bottom the library goes up in flames and the game is over. Yeah, you should try it.”
He knew I’d get hooked and he did it on purpose. I think he was trying to get back at me for never giving him his video game when he was a child.
Bookworm Supreme
I’m playing the game like crazy at all hours of the day. Should I be working instead? Of course, but I’m busy spelling words like “Punjabi” and “Funeral” and “Genesis.”
Yes, blocks are falling in my sleep. I have nightmares about trying cause the letters to line up to spell “prestidigitation.” I almost had it … and then “Shazam!” … fiery blocks started falling and I had to use the letters. I was heartbroken!
I scream at the iPhone when I form words that I know are words, but the game doesn’t recognize them. People in line at the Post Office edge away from me, because they think I’m about to go postal.
The good news is that I am a “Bookworm Supreme!”
The bad news, is that I have actually used the phrase, “Not now honey … I can almost spell ‘procrastinate.’”
There is about to be an “intervention” at my house. My husband just might take away my iPhone! I’d better hurry up and play some more. Is there a higher level than Bookworm Supreme? Can I be a Bookworm Supreme Grand Imperial Poohbah? [note: "PoohBah" is a word! I know, because I saw it on The Flintstones!]
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Ahh Shelly, I completely understand. I too had to stop playing Tetris when I started seeing blocks falling in my sleep!
No iphone here but I won’t let myself even start looking at all those FB games. No way no how, I’m not strong enough.
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Sometimes holding an ipod is inconvenient. You could just sit at your computer
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Holy Crap, I knew we were kindred spirits of a sort given that I am yankee and you’re a Texas gal, but I was so addicted to tetris and yes, I would close my eyes and dream of blocks falling. But then, that is the only video game that I could consistently beat anyone in my family. I have tried Bookworm but other sub addictions have been Pebble, which I mentioned on Facebook and then Alchemy. At least with the crosswords app, I feel like I am least being smart about my addiction. ( How bad is it, that I brought my iphone into pre-surgery before a minor procedure that I had done…as I was recovering from the anesthesia, there’s my dear husband next to me reading clues…sad, right?) At least it’s not drug or alcohol.
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