Blogger Mr. Sun aims to be the Donald Rumsfeld of the National Spelling Bee, and poor young Marshall Winchester has been called up from the North Carolina spelling bee national guard. . .
Good morning, Marshall.
I trust you slept well. Let me go over your appointments for today. Today, you have one, and only one appointment . . . with destiny. You didn't start this war. Scripps Howard did. But, by God, you shall end it. . .
By now, you are as prepared as you will ever be. However, Mr. Sun asks that you do a few things this morning before the next round begins just to make sure.
• Study this diagram. It's incredbily cool and ominous looking. Substitute spelling-related stuff for the military stuff. Do you see my point? I hope so, because I'm not sure I do.