I got blisters on my heels from my long ass hike last Friday and they still weren't healed when I went on another long ass hike today. Now they're sore and seeping. Nice. There's nothing like dripping pus all over.
The good news is that my mom and I whupped on my dad and my brother in pinochle. We were just coastin' the last hand, but played it well enough that they went set to end the game. Sweet.
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Yeah, thanks for broadcasting you mofo!
A rematch is demanded!
Heh. Well, since I've been gettin' jacked in cribbage I had to brag about something.
And yet another loss this evening. Hmm...I get the bid for 26 and miss it by one. You get the bid dropped on your lap because everybody else chumped out and passed...and you make the bid by one. Poetic justice?
I think my bad luck in cribbage has led to pretty good luck in pinochle. How else can you explain getting passed ace-ace-ten in trump?
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