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January 19, 2013
FINALLY I had an answer:

“You can call me The Man Who is In No Mood.”

The others looked at me as if I might have more to say. Kelley, primed, about to laugh, waited only for a punchline.

“That’s it,” I bristled.

Kelley closed her mouth and frowned.

Me, to Ernesto: “Go ahead, man. It’s nine.”

Ernesto: “Dealer’s nine, four club.”

Kelley: “Lady high, I’ll take... two.”

Beatrice: “What do you mean, ‘The Man Who is In No Mood’? What is that? No mood for what?”

Me: “I’m in no mood for a lot of things. What’s your play?”