Category Archives: Drinking

HillBilly Ranch Bar Boston

As you get old you forget. as you get older, you are forgotten – anon I know that I didn’t come up with that quote, because I haven’t really forget everything yet and the other day I was reminiscing about Lost Boston with a few old-timers at Jacob Wirth’s bar. “Remember when they didn’t let […]

Beermas Vs. Easter

I’m no longer religious, but I am spiritual, so I celebrate Beermas. Often. And I don’t drink to make women more beautiful. I drink to improve my looks. Oh, you dog.

Songkran Driving

Nothing says Songkran better in Thailand than getting into an accident with a drunk, as revealed in this series of email dated from 2006. EMAIL from the Old Roue April 4 after I invited him to join me on a trip to Phnom Penh to escape the Songkran madness. His reply. No thanx, I’m driving […]

Rock Bottom

“Failure is always easier to maintain than success.” And hard drinking in a dress says rock bottom to me. Unless you like dresses, then it’s fine.

12:09PM Prosecco High Noon

My high school offered Typing 101. The class was taught by a woman. Every student was male. Xaverian-Westwood was all-boy. I was a math major. My foreign language was German. Typing 101 was for football players. Our team was State Champs. 9-0 in the Catholic Conference. I took Creative Writing instead of Typing 101. I […]