A scene from my childhood:
My older brother: “Hey, wanna play 52 pickup?”
Me: (picturing an old 1952 beat up Ford pickup truck in my head) “Sure!”
My older brother then reveals the deck of cards in his cupped hand, squeezes and shoots the 52 playing cards into my face and walks away.
So here’s a cool thing. The United States had a holiday and I get a bunch of international book orders! That’s pretty neat. I’m going to see what I can do about cramming in a few more holidays into the calendar.