Twirly

Urk. Sometimes one unexpectedly enters a cycle of somewhat obsessive gaming behaviour. It happens with mahjong players, actors, musicians, teachers, anybody who has ever demonstrated the traits of homo ludens – game-playing humanity.

And it appears that on Facebook, I have not really become obsessed with 'Text Twirl', except that every time I see a random sequence of about six letters, I feel this great urge to form them into a six-letter word. It is a sort of throwback to my Scrabble-playing days, a situation brought about by dear parents who love anagrams, wordplay (especially punnery), and the romance of the unexpected linguistic denouement.

So, faced with a bunch of miscellaneous letters, I make anagrams. The funny part is that someone then tells me, "Hey, you make anagrams. You must be responsible for the infamous anagrammatical wild yak blog."

To which I then reply, after taking some time to drink my coffee, "Macavity Syndrome. Please."