Most of the time, Michelle doesn’t intentionally taunt lonely young men. At least not as far as I am aware. It just happens. We checked out a nearby Magic The Gathering shop on Friday night, and I was eager to witness the phenomenon. Friday Night Magic really does trump feminine wiles though. The place was packed, and not a single head turned to bask in the presence of our female companion. She’s losing her touch.

My oldest friend and resident, non-resident web designer, Dan, visited the card shop with us to lend his Magic expertise. His knowledge is almost as out of date as mine, but quite a bit more thorough. We had an informal draft to make decks between the two of us using a Fat Pack box of cards I purchased. He beat me in every single game. It was embarrassing. Why am I telling you about it?