Thursday, April 28, 2005
It seems to me that the one valid play left to me in a game where the dice are in your hands and you show no indication that you plan to roll them is for me to withdraw from the game.
A line cast, a hope followed
A basement full of dusty jam jars, rusty faucets, cobwebs. Coincidentally, also the place I hang my laundry to dry. Lights or darks, depending on the load.