Several years ago - nevermind how long, precisely - I was chatting with some friends online and the subject of a Fall marathon or HM came up
Me: “So they were talking about these two marathons in the Fall; one in Dayton and one in Akron …”
D’Wife: “You’re not going to Ohio”
Me: “Huh?”
D’Wife: “You’re not going to Ohio. No way”
Me: “I’m not? Oh, okay. Any reason?”
D’Wife: “Dude, you have, like, seventeen ex-girlfriends living in Ohio … That’s where they go. They probably have bi-weekly gatherings at Starbucks or something”
I’m friends with a couple on FB/IG … The meetings are only quarterly now, from what I’ve been told
So THAT is why I say “I’m not allowed in Ohio”
It has nothing - ok, very little - to do with “I left the only woman I ever loved, in a strip club in Cleveland”