Didn't do much today.
Old Mabel was feeling poorly so Heather, Bessie and Dulcie asked me to fill in for her in their weekly euchre game.
They were so effusive in their thanks that I thought at any time one of them would whip out their dentures and offer me a blowjob.
But it didn't happen.
In the fifteenth and last game, seven games all, trailling 7-10, I ordered up Bessie when she turned the 7 of Hearts, holding both bowers, the King of Hearts and Aces of Clubs and Spades as suit.
And got euchred.
I'm going to be the laughing stock for weeks, or maybe months.