pretended to be a superhero. Over the past week, however, one of my roommates taught me how to actually be a superhero, specifically Gambit (for those of you not familiar with the X-men, Gambit charges cards with kinetic energy and causes them to explode). Well- he taught me half of it. My roommate Connor couldn't help much with the explosions part, but he did teach me something much less useful (and much less likely to cause something to blow up in his room): how to fling cards.Now, I'd tried card flinging before and simply could not wrap my head- or my fingers- around it properly. This inability to do something aggravated me to the point where I'd get a little annoyed any time I saw someone try to fling a card (especially when they succeeded). So when my roommate asked me if I knew how to fling cards, I was a little irritated. So of course he kept pressing the topic. Finally, I took the cards and tried to throw them.
