Sudoku…..

My name is Victor, and I’m an addict. Sorry (kinda) to admit… I do (attempt) the daily (EXCEPT ON SUNDAYS WHEN IT AIN’T IN THE PAPER - THE BASTARDS!) Sudoku daily.

I’m so-so Sudoku. I try to unnerstand why it’s pronounced Soo-Doh-Koh, but as long as it has KU at the ‘end’, I guess it’s a good thing.

Monday’s paper. “Difficulty Level 1 star”.. Tuesday - 2, Wednesday -3... All the way through Saturday - 6. On Sunday, Sudoku rests. Little creative bastards probably can’t sleep any other nighta the week after all the damn numbers going thru their head.

Well… On Sundays I froth. I want. I can’t. Oh, there’s online Sudoku, and I do do that. Sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m do do. I always do the hard… puff my chest out when I finish it in 12 minutes, 33 seconds… hit the little button “how do you compare to the rest of the world” and then I see “79% of the people are faster.” Damnit. I Suck-do-ko.

People can be akin to Sudoku. Uh huh, they can. Some, very easy to read. The 1’s, 2’s, 3’s. The lapse of no Sudoku on Sunday, makes one sooooooo excited to see Sudoku on Monday, then, baby letdown.

Them hard to figure out ones… the 4’s, the 5’s, the 6’s.. When I luck out and do solve them, there’s this letdown - like the letdown when you’ve tried figuring someone out for awhile, then you finally do.. .and the ‘game’ ain’t so fun.

Or, you excitedly delve thru the anticipation, the work, the toil, the fun.. .get mosta the way thru, and lo and behold there are two “8”s on the same GD (gosh darn) line. Oil/water, can’t be on the same line. The same wavelength. Suck-do-ku.

Sudoku is in the Entertainment section. People are in the Entertainment section. Being part rebel, kinda hard to believe I enjoy a game where you must stay within the lines. Well, actually, I don’t. I write 1, 6, 9 outsidea the box when those are the numbers I need to complete the row. (If you’re a non-Sudoku person, this is where you say “The hell is he talking about?”.. Which, again, likens real life. How many folks you ‘know’ where you stop and think “The hell is he/she talking about?”)

Sudoku kills time, probably brain cells, and us older folks vision. Sometimes (don’t tell) I take the 2 and ½ half inch Sudoku puzzle to the copy machine, hold my finger on the enlarge button ‘til it hits 200%, then go work that sucker. Got skeered one day. Buddy’o mine writes music reviews for the local paper - also in the Entertainment section. Did the 200% thing one day, took it back to my desk before work, and there… staring me eyeball to eyeball, 200% enlarged, was the pic of my buddy. Kinda scary.

Sudoku, I spose, is for simpletons like me. Don’t care. Likes it. Passes time. Like life, the results can be mixed ‘tween “YES!”… “DAMNIT”… “I GIVE UP”.. “I CAN’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW”.. and……. “two 8’s just ain’t gonna work on the same line, why’d I do this in ink?”

Victor, this has been so exciting, I’m thinking you need to change your name of the blog to ShadyAcresRestHome.blogspot.com. Sudoku-FU. I likes Sudoku.

Tune in tomorrow when the topic might be…… “I love living with Alz.. .I get to meet new people every day”… or…… “To the outhouse” by Willie Makeit.

Love, Sudokuturd.