Drinking bourbon and watching Blue Velvet. Matchless.

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Thank God for booze, and I mean that literally. What a shit world this would be without it.

And when that final moment comes, we drunkards will have a fine understanding about what comes next. We've met the abyss, we've certainly glimpsed Hell, and Heaven, ah, yes, Heaven, with its open bar and St. Peter saying he will only pour bourbon. And Martinis, dirty, very dry.

At long last, I have finished my white whale novel. I am declaring independence from it. Get ready, drunkards. You're going to dig it the most.

As we creep toward the abyss, let's have our kicks while we can, yes?

I am a rank nostalgiist. For eras I never experienced. Is reincarnation at play here? Is the whiskey getting on top of me? Am I drifting between parelell universes? Am I just drunk?

This gorgeous there to now. Tell me your story and I will

Make sure yourl lie is

Is correct

This gorgeous thing, when you can't believe in anything. Wondering what's going to happen next

I know this hangover. His name is Raymond. He's slippery, arcane. He shrugs off the usual cures, he ducks them like the pro he is. After awhile you stop trying to put your hands around his throat and say, alright, you cunt, let's talk. Let's see what's on your evil mind.

Enjoying Jalapeno Martinis on the deck. NOT because I forgot to buy olives and am too lazy to go back to the store. I wanted to try something new. And I have to say, there'll be no nodding off with these stemmed-glass Satans at bat.

And when I fall down, I will will always do a plf . Paratroopers will understand.

Not a bad hangover cake, considering the ingredients. Could Jalapeno juice be some sort of preventative? I'm ready to believe.

It’s Drunkard Liberation Day. Some people call it Repeal Day, but we have our own name. It’s that golden day, way back in 1933, that the dark shroud of National Prohibition was finally thrown off with the passage of the Twenty-first Amendment to the United States Constitution. 1)

It took 13 years to right that grave wrong, but it finally went down. Afterward, everyone sort of looked at each other and wondered how it could have happened, how we could have gone down such a dark hole, and for so long. So how did it happen? 2/

Historians like to argue, but allow me to put it in a nutshell. Prohibition was one of those rare situations when the Religious Right and the Progressive Left joined arms and marched together. And if you ever see that happen again --3/

---get a strong grip on your individual liberties, because something formerly considered a right will suddenly become a “privilege,” and you know what happens next. So drink up, tend the light, and stand ready to fight. For your right. To party. 4/