A co-worker sent me an e-mail that only contained one string of text: snood.org
Last year we had a mini-Collapse addiction which ultimately ended up in scores so high that the amount of time required to reach was more than we had available. Moira took the crown with a score of 3,385,076. I still have the post-it note on my screen reminding me to beat the score. I’ve long since given up.
This year the drug is Snood, and we’ve started a friendly tournement among co-workers. You can check the stats yourself. We’ll see how long it lasts, but my eyes are already burning.
And you forgot to mention that we only play at home or during state-sanctioned 15 minute breaks. Don’t forget that!
I see, so you wait till I go away to a conference to start the Snood tournament. Just wait till I get back . . .