I post drunk about 1/6 of the time.
yeah… been there done that, last night in fact. sips his rum and coke
Oh, great. Neo-Puritans, those who are “tortured by the thought that somewhere, someone is enjoying life.”
Don’t drink? Good–and that is honest. But don’t get all pissy, self-righteous, anal and judgmental about it. Your choice; you made it now shut up, grow up and stop projecting your choices onto others.
In my opinion, good wine, good company and good food make life worthwhile. Indulge in the grape? You betcha. And beer too; an mug of honest, well-brewed, carefully crafted beer is a joy and grace-note in life. And you bet your ass it includes spirits carefully chosen and well enjoyed.
Enjoyment doesn’t equal sin. You draw the lines you want. But I’d rather be flambed over a smokeless fire with a WD-40 baste than share in your puritanism.
FWIW, I’d rather spend time w/ someone who gotten honestly drunk (in vino veritas) and learned to handle it rather than purse-lipped puritans. For me, it comes down to embracing life and generosity. Danged if I’ll let any hype-ridden, tight-sphinctered, righteous prune guilt me out of life.
Mistakes? It’s life. Get used to it; ain’t a rehearsal. You can make gutsy or wimpy mistakes, but you’re gonna make 'em. And you’ll live with 'em, excessive or etoliated.
I for one plan to be a magnificent old lady, sipping good wine a la MFK Fisher on the porch of the rest home. I’ll stomp my cane, turn the air blue and recount uncomfortable truths about “the good old days”.
It’s all choices; enjoyment doesn’t equal laxity, lack of moral fiber or weakness. People who draw fine, self-righteous lines piss me off, mainly because they’re strangling themselves. Starvation is as damaging as excess.
Damn, when did people get so scared of life?
Veb
I don’t think you’d be in any trouble. When I drink, I am a very happy drunk. I get happier and happier until I fall over.
Due to a lifetime of experience (or as far as I’ve got by now, anyway) I prefer to drink until I’m having fun (usually a result of the company, not the booze), then moderate my intake to prevent inadvertant tipping over. I prefer to stay conscious for the life of the party, rather than try to beone.
BTW, I’m not drinking right now, but I will be soon! I found a bottle of a very nice brandy for only a few dollars more than my usual brand (never, ever drink E&J unless you mix it with something fürst). Now if only I had some Baker’s Sweet Chocolate…?
~~Baloo
Raises a mug of Natural Ice Here Here!! Well put!
Veb, your eloquence is beyond dispute. I am saluting while I write this, and wiping a tear from my eye.
Good thing I can type with my nose.
i can promise you that i’m posting right now, when I’m drunk… whoo hoo
Okay, I’m drunk now…are you happy???
Technically, I’ve been sober every time I post… however, sleep deprivation usually sets in around 2:00-3:00 AM… and I can keep going an hour or two after that. I’m 18 (almost 19!)… what’d you expect? Rationality?
I once saw this episode of “Love Chronicals” on A&E, and they said that one of the top (subconsious–sp?) turnons for men is the smell and taste of alcohol on a woman.
With the conspicuous consumption of alcohol at every Doperfest it doesn’t seem unusual to me that the occasional poster has imbibed a bit on line.
You mean like body shots??? Oh yeah, that’s the best…but no tequila please, otherwise it could get ugly.