Once we outgrow the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus stage, there are precious few things that we look forward to with that kind of excitement.

There’s a difference between being a germaphobe and freaking out when you realize you’re in the presence of someone with a cold.

I’m not going to encourage anyone to put down their Mahjong tiles and tackle the dust bunnies under their beds, swap popcorn dinners for quinoa bowls, or clean up their sailor’s vocabulary when I have no intention of doing any of those things myself.

So many choices. If one is good, two is better.

… and thank goodness for mahjong!

Wait, there is "Mahjong Etiquette"?

There are a bazillion reasons to play, what’s yours?

In a word, nope. Not really.