Why My Mother Shouldn't Play Poker

Minneapolis Jim Meehan is in fine voice today. As I passed by the table, he was recounting a game where one of the players was discussing a certain unsafe sexual practice in Thailand. As I tried to run past, he grabbed my arm and said, "Wait. You have to hear how this ends." My guess was badly - so I fled. His tablemates, including Alan Sass, looked jealous at my ability to leave the table.