Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters

As I pushed into table 3 it was obvious that the lady in the 4s had been drinking. She was loud and borderline obnoxious. In the real world she would have been way over the obnoxious line but we're talking about a poker room here. The real world is miles away and worlds apart.

I quickly gathered that she had been at it for many hours, all night in fact.

To no one in particular she stated that it was 2 AM. In reality it was 2 PM. Had she really "lost" 12 hours?

As soon as she made the 2AM comment I leaned toward the 1s and whispered.....

For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

Alex in the 1s looked at me like I had finally lost my last marble.

What? You don't know that song Alex?

He indicated that he didn't.

You need to brush up on your classic Elton, Alex.

While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

It took Ms. Inebriated about 4 more hours to cross the "poker room obnoxious" line. The last I saw her she was being escorted out of the room by security and she was none too happy about it.

This poker room's got
It's got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes I might join in
I'll go my way alone
Grow my own
My own seeds shall be sown in Sin City