397. "Tumbling Dice" The Rolling Stones

"Tumbling Dice"
The Rolling Stones
Exile on Main Street
1972

I like to think of myself as a fellow of somewhat above average intelligence. There are, however, some things I will always struggle with.
I can never remember how to spell the word "necessary". (Thanks, spell check!)
My phone has one of those chargers where the top part of the plug is shorter than the bottom part, and I always try to plug it in upside down. Then I look at it, figure out how it lines up, and then get it upside down again.
But mostly, no matter how many times it is explained to me, no matter how many guides I try to read, I can never, never, EVER learn the rules to craps.
Each time someone tries to teach me, I get a few rules in, and then the thought hits me: "I'm learning it! This is it! I will be able to play craps!" At that point I realize I'd stopped paying attention, and when I tune back in my would-be mentor is talking about things like hard sevens and don't pass and oh shit I'm back where I started.
I've come up with a way to play if off, though. "Craps?" I shrug. "Craps is a suckers game. Real gamblers play blackjack."
See, readers, blackjack is a game of skill and strategy, and an intellectual like myself can see all the possibilities on the table. Also, they have little cards you can buy that tell you how to bet.