"Hardscrabble" was the name that Ulysses S. Grant gave to his first homestead as a married man. That random fact aside, the last few days have included a little family time, a little poetry, and a lot of Scrabble. There's been a recent and welcome explosion of gaming with the boy (over bourbon) and my grandmother (over red wine). It's been far too long since I got to play regularly...The colony at VCCA had a Scrabble board, but 9 times out of 10 the visual artists would balk at playing with the writers. Apparently we took it way too seriously. (Look, seven letter words are a serious business.) Oddly enough, there was no such Pictionary embargo against the visual artists.