Got Drunk

The last two days I’ve been nursing a hangover. It’s been a while since I really tied one on. I guess I had to get it out of my system. It started at the bar of the Four Queens. I had been wandering around downtown. I watched the midnight light show over Fremont Street, (some good Pink Floyd music and definitely worth seeing) and then was walking through the Four Queens when I decided to have a beer. I met this woman named Maryanne and started drinking with her. She lives here in Vegas with a professional poker player. I never heard of him, Jeff something or other. She plays poker as well, and also deals at the El Cortez. I started telling her about Ronnie and it turns out she was dealing to him the other night in the no limit. Actually it took a while to put that all together. Actually, it was Maryanne who put it all together, but I guess it was our accents and the fact that we look a little bit alike. At least she says we do. Small, town, I guess. Everybody knows everybody else’s business. So it was from her that I found out that Ronnie got on a bit of a roll since he got here. Good for him. She said that game at the El Cortez is a game that the tourists don’t usually beat. That’s what she said. I didn’t think anything at the time but I wonder now if she was trying to warn me. I’m gonna tell Ronnie to stay out of there.

We started drinking shots and then it just went from there. I don’t know if I can look at another Jack Daniels yet. It’s a bit fuzzy after that but I know we were at a craps table at some point. I still don’t understand that game. I didn’t have much money with me anyway.

One other interesting thing happened. At some point a guy came over to the bar, and Maryann said don’t you know who that is? He’s been on TV for poker. And I think I recognized him, a fifty-something guy who apparently won a WSOP bracelet in the nineties. Maryann calls him The Gasman. Anyway, he knew Maryanne very well, and they’ve got some sort of past history which I couldn’t figure out. He drank with us for a little while and Maryanne said if you ever want to take a piece of a good player then Gasman is a great investment. Apparently if you put this guy in a satellite for an event and then he wins you get a big piece of his action in the WSOP event. We’ll see.

I got back to the room I don’t know what time and Ronnie was wigged out as well. I don’t where he’d been but it turned out the next morning that he had won his way into the rebuy event through a satellite and then got so drunk that he missed the tournament. This kid’s gonna kill me. Yesterday I laid around most of the day drinking water and staying in bed. Mostly I’ve just eaten Burger King and snack bar stuff since I’ve been here. Downstairs in our hotel they have some kind of Hawaiian menu where everything comes with macaroni salad. I don’t get it. Ronnie and I are going to have to go for a real meal soon. I mean, we are in Las Vegas.