Tonight I went to the potluck and game night at the First Baptist Church. A street crew working at the intersection had the street closed, so no one could get into their southside parking lot. We had to go around the block in order to get to the parking spots on the side streets. I don’t know what the problem was.
I did a little better this time at Mexican Train than I did last week. I’m getting used to their game rules. I was neither the highest scorer nor the lowest; I even went out on one hand.