Life: What's old is often new again, or a reflection on poker and Quakers

Stories about poker, about weddings, about Quakers, about renting vs. buying, and about fancy cheese show how weird life is.

In high school, I had these friends I hung out with for the back half of freshman year. Then, somehow (probably something stupid I did, if we're being honest) I lost touch with them in sophomore year, and was mostly friendless, but sometimes hanging out with these juniors who ultimately were kinda assholes. That lasted for about a year, including a few …