Yesterday, while at Diversity looking for some new furniture, I came upon the Sentence Cube Game (Scrabble brand). What it is, is 21 dice with words written on each face. You throw the dice, you make a sentence, you score points. And from the cover of the box you also play it on the floor while wearing an ill-fitting brown suit. For the ladies it entails feigning interest.
The set is complete except for the sand timer, but I can always raid the ol' Pictionary if it comes right down to it. Really, I'm not too keen on playing, it just seems like a great way to get some inspiration for writing. Or, for telling the future. Following are ten actual semi-coherent sentences created by rolling the devil dice (punctuation added).
She some bad black girl if me want his love.
Let the beast start at you; had first part made small.
The soft foot you made? Later, when some be as boy.
We held out slow; and when us big, not a time down.
I smell down the leg or slow hand, laugh: it took thing.
Walk and want like lap.
Why her no live on bare white, a hard eye not for baby.
A foot be like the cold, our bad part hear me walk.
Can you hear my small baby got a hot girl?
The cold one can live them down. They walk, too. Gave your hot wife, held heart.
I know at least one of those like totally applies to your life, right? Oh, one last thing. Since this came from a thrift store of course there were some old scoresheets in there. I don't quite know what to make of them, maybe it's a 70's way of scoring.
Guardian angels?! And they didn't even have a score! What is that? It freaks me out a little. And the sentence on the back of the sheet:
how I came to taste my big dirty ply and did love the good boy who had me for work too.
Eff ing creepy.