Deadwood South Dakota

We went to Deadwood last night. This is our first time to go since last fall. I’m not a gambler. I mean, I will gamble but I don’t win. Therefore, I am not a gambler. I am a Giver Awayer. So, as I was partaking in Giver Awayer last night at a blackjack table I started conversing with the woman next to me. I didn’t catch her name but she is from Oxford Mississippi. She seemed nice at first. After a while she started making comments about my playing like “Oh, don’t hit that”, “Don’t split those”, “You can’t play cards”. I looked at her and smiled and told her “It’s okay lady, these are MY cards.” She got all huffy and kept commenting. I finally told her to shut up and butt out of my hand. That’s about when Mary and Cara showed up. I had about $40.00 and gave my seat to Mary along with the money I had. Now, Mary had had a few and she is certainly more tolerable than I am. So the woman started telling Mary how to play her cards. I didn’t know this. I had assumed she was just being mean to me. While I was standing next to Mary the Oxford woman’s husband came by the table and appeared to be a nice fellow. Funny, warm, just what you expect from someone from Mississippi. He left and she went right back to being mean. She was telling us that she comes to Deadwood every year for a week and comes every November because she loves it. She started telling us that she was staying in “this” hotel and last year in “that” hotel as if we are supposed to be impressed. Remember this is Deadwood South Dakota. There is nowhere you can stay that is impressive. There is no “fancy” hotel here and quite frankly most people here don’t give a crap where you lay your head unless it’s the streets and then we try to figure out how to help you. But here we were with the first rude person I had ever met from Mississippi and it was a woman to boot. I was taking a picture of Mary playing cards and this banshee starts telling me to delete the pictures because I wasn’t allowed to take her picture. I told her I deleted them. Of course I lied but I was trying to placate her. I walked away from the table and told my buddy that I needed to find the woman’s husband so I could ask him to go tell her to be nice. That little squirrel had slipped out of the casino. He was nowhere to be found. (I don’t blame him) So, now I had to do it. I gave my buddy my camera and showed him how to record everything in video mode. I went back to the table and got between Mary and the Bitch and started saying I was going to play the open spot. Ms Oxford told me that that spot was taken. I told her “Yep, it’s taken by me and you should pay attention to her own hand and leave me alone.” She told me I couldn’t play the spot and I told her to shut up. She got up from the table and said “I can’t play here with HIM at the table”. I said, “Then go the hell away, I don’t like you.” She left. Now I have to dedicate a blog entry to her and start posting her damn picture all over the Internet because If I don’t she may continue her tirade across the nation ruining Mississippi’s reputation. I just don’t believe she is really from Mississippi. I think she must have just married someone from Oxford and she is really from New York or California.