My latest credit card bill was $1,234.56.

Okay no really, it was $1,234.52. Close, though. It’s like almost getting a straight flush. Or “the one that got away”. Close but no cigar. Where did that expression come from? Were cigars given out as prizes sometime in our murky past? It’s like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife. Blegh. I hate that song.