[private joker]

I forgot another part of the story. So for a bit at the must-move table I was sitting to the left of this strange-looking fellow. About 38-40 years old, extremely nerdy, pale, and awkward. All of a sudden during a hand he grabs his head and looks down at the table and goes, "awwww... AWWWW...shhhhhit."

I asked what the deal was, and he said he left something in his car.

OK.

"I'm flying to Thailand tonight. My car is in Torrance; I'm taking a cab here to the airport."

He decides it's no big deal and he's gonna just forget it. So I ask why he's going to Thailand and he tells me his wife lives there, and they're getting married. "Well, we're already married but we're getting married over there now." I certainly don't pursue a line of questioning in this conversation.

Then ten minutes later, he peeps again: "I can't believe I forgot that!"

Is it important? "No, it's not like my passport or anything."

Is it something you can buy in Thailand? "No. It's my sinus medication."

Eventually he decides to wake up two of his friends. His flight is in just under 2 hours. He calls one guy on the phone and tells him to drive over to someone else's house, find this guy's car, look in the center console, get out the red tupperware thing with the medicine, and then drive it up to Hollywood Park to get it to him before he leaves for his flight.

Then he calls the friend who lives in the house where his car is parked to make sure he's up, because another guy is driving over there to get into the car for the medicine. I realize these two other guys must be really good friends to help out Mr. Thailand in the hours before he flies over to marry his Thai bride.

Also, during the session this guy complained about the food in Thailand being spicy, and he hates spicy food. From the HP service he ordered a plate of french toast that he inhaled while playing poker.