Three glasses and I'm melding

[grubbybastard]

Last night, after three glasses of wine (a lot of alcohol for me), my speech may have become slightly slurred, but I was still with it enough to win at Quiddler. I was challenged by Lee, sometime during the consumption of the third glass, to count the number of points I had won in a particular hand (we were up to eight cards at this point). I just glanced at my meld, Dustin Hoffman-style, and exclaimed, "47!"

Lee assumed I had just made up a number and proceeded to audit my score. Didn't he ever see Rainman?!?! I totally had 47 points.