Playing blackjack at The Venetian last weekend. A seemingly normal Asian woman sits down next to me. She orders a Henessey on the rocks. Then another. Then another. She drinks five over the course of maybe an hour. Then the fun starts. She transformed into Dory from the Nemo movies. Couldn’t remember shit. She reintroduced herself to everyone at the table about every 20 seconds. She has $100 bet out with an eleven showing. She pulls a one dollar bill out of her purse to double down. “Double down for less?” the dealer joked. The pitboss comes over and asks her to take a break. After an extended discussion, she leaves. However, she proceeds to come back to the table three or four times not remembering she had just been kicked out. Pace yourselves, folks.