I went to the Mojo meeting late last night. I’m glad I did. Pushing open the door, I interupted the round of boasting toasting. There was yelling. I like drunken yelling. I closed the door to see if it was operated in the same way that they tell me refridgerator lights are. I could still hear the yelling so I opened the door again. It was a brief visit but illuminating.
For example, I know who wants to double their scores, heal rakes and win awards. I left tired but happy, and inadvertantly left behind my white elephant.