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.