A Zombie Card Laid Is A Zombie Card Played

Randy and I are at the stage of life where we are in training to become old people. One of those exercises is that we play cards. If we are with other people, we play Euchre, if it’s just the two of us, we play 500 rummy. We have to buy decks of cards the way I have to buy cheap sunglasses. No deck survives a card getting lost or some sort of sticky alcohol spilled on it before it has been used more than a half a dozen times.

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He’s Only Trying To Help

A few weeks ago there was a wreck on I-75 near downtown Cincinnati. The bridge going over the Ohio river is a double decker bridge. Northbound is underneath and Southbound is on top. I’m not sure exactly what happened, but what I  heard is a semi knocked a car from the upper deck to the lower. Both directions were closed.

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