Category Archives: Drinking

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, Iím 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 […]

The Irish Are Coming

I extended invitations to a drinking Craic around the Village for St. Patrick’s Day. My good friend JW, skateboarder/urbanologist, begged off joining us with the following words. “Iím back. Happy St. Patrickís day I think I might beg off tonight, But thanks for the invitation. Iím honored But I want to hibernate a bit and […]