The Pain of Unlearning

Last night Ava and I played a few hands of Gin Rummy and I was reminded of an embarrassing truth:

I can’t shuffle a deck of cards.

I don’t mean that I can’t shuffle like a casino dealer. I mean that I can’t shuffle at the level you’d expect from a small child without thumbs. Watching me try is as painful as it is amusing. I play cards with my parents and they laugh, but not without a hint of…