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Pot is legal in Nevada

(This is a story that I thought needed to be told. If you don't tell Annie, she will never know and I won't have to sleep on the couch.)

I take my bridge seriously, nowhere more so than at a national championships. While I am not adverse to consuming an adult beverage or two after the evening session, I will not even have a small glass of wine at dinner between sessions because I want to play my best. (There is an exception. If we are knocked out in the afternoon and are relegated to a one session bozo swiss, a drink at dinner is mandatory.)

Marijuana is legal in Nevada. When I was younger I played in a bunch of rock bands where marijuana was common and I smoked on occasion. However, I now suffer from exercise-induced asthma and smoke really irritates my lungs. But they do make "edibles" which contain THC. So I picked up some THC pills of 5 milligrams each, labeled "sativa" to help me get to sleep.

Unlike smoking where the effect is fairly rapid, edibles take some time to be absorbed so nothing happens for 45 minutes to an hour, but then you stay high for the next couple of hours.

Annie and I are playing in the LM pairs. Before we leave our hotel room for the evening session, I need to take my asthma medicine. Eyeing the THC pills, I say "what the heck" to myself and take a couple out of the bottle. My plan was to take them at, or close to, the end of the evening session.

But instead of putting them in my pocket which was my intent, I absent mindedly swallowed them. I kid you not. As soon as I did, I realized what I had done. Holy shit! I am going to play the LM pairs stoned. (There may be others who have done so intentionally. That is their choice. I am just saying I would not have wanted to do so.)

So there I am at 7:15pm, knowing that the THC is being absorbed into my system and not a damn thing I can do about it. I go down stairs, find Annie and begin play. We are east-west which means I have to stand up after each two board, 15 minute segment. After round 3, I went to stand up and had one of those uh-oh moments. This isn't going to be good.

We continue to play, and while my decisions aren't uniformly successful, I don't do anything too dumb and we are going along ok. Until, that is, we get to about four boards from the end and we are defending the following four spade contract.

West
A52
Q6
J842
J965
North
J4
8752
A3
AK432
East
87
AKJ1094
Q7
1087
South
KQ10963
3
K10965
Q
D

I was West and partner had bid hearts. I led my HQ and partner overtook with the HA and followed with the HK as declarer ruffed, played a spade to the jack and a second spade to the king and my ace. I went into the tank. Declarer had to have the DK and CQ to have an opening hand. Doesn't he have the rest?

And I just couldn't work it out. My head was swimming and I had zero focus. I exited with a trump and declarer made 5 on the club-diamond squeeze. After the round was over, Annie said, "I am mad at you. You needed to play a diamond." If I had, declarer could have arrived at the following end position:

West
J84
J965
North
8
A
AK432
East
J109
7
1087
South
109
10965
Q
D

If declarer plays me for 3=2=4=4, which seems likely, they can still execute the club-diamond squeeze for the overtrick. Whether they would have is a different question but my spade return solved the problem.

In response to Annie, I said "sorry." Fortunately, we advanced. But I promise on my mother's grave that I will never do that again.

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