From Connoisseur to Kind of Sure to Wino to...

Wine?...No Thank You.

NOW THAT I'M SOBER...

...I'm counting backwards from Potato!

Stream of Consciousness

River of Denial

Waldo's Anonymous

How Anonymous Are We, Really?

When I said, "Make it a Double..."

I didn't know 'it' included my vision.

Nose Candy Costs Money...

My Life Was Not A Box Of Chocolates.

Excuses for drinking: Amateur.

Excuses for binge drinking: Professional.

I will always be an arm's length away from a drink...

...but hopefully never closer than that.

The Difference Between a Dog and a Fox?

Five Martinis.

Really? Really?

Really.

NyQuil + Alcohol = More of the Same

Nothing changed when I was sick except that I became a Horizontal Drunk.

It used to be that work got in the way of my drinking.

Now work gets in the way of my living.

"Peruvian Marching Powder"- Steven Tyler

Could I March before I Could Crawl?

Between Left and Right I was Drunk.

Recovery, like life itself is always different from any expectations.

Through others' eyes I learn new ways to see and be my sober self.

Hamlet:"What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet,
to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so."

Early Sobriety was Worse than Watching Paint Dry.

More like Watching Dry Paint!

A fish does not know water, a bird cannot know air,

but I knew my Stoli, my fire, my water, my kerflooey.

This didn't apply to me because I only drank in bars...

...until I only drank at home and by that time my disease no longer cared.

Alcoholism is a Progressive Disease.

Terminal Cuteness also has an Inherited Element.

I Drank. I Smoked. Monkey See...

...Now Monkey Don't.

Alcohol could well extinguish or enflame any and all emotions...

...but like an eye that cannot see itself,

it could not, will not, does not

extinguish itself.

All That Glitters...

Am I less than forget? Am I fear? Am I bread, unbuttered, dropped on some psychiatric floor? Am I manners? Mannerisms? Is this all that is left when the alcohol is taken out? Omitted. Dignity omitted. Dignity, that ugly shoe. Is that the only thing left hanging over my head like a hangman's noose? Stolen, lost, broken. None or one or three hot meals and a cot. In too many hospitals that have names and some that don't or didn't or can't or won't. Vagabond burner of memories. Bunsen burner, some bum burned. My old memory is gone. Asleep or awake, it's the same disaster. Visionary, double-visionary,

...Is Not Gold.

disaster.

Crippled by alcohol. I am crippled.

No monologue, no dialogue. Dead, but not dead.

from All Drinking Aside: The Destruction, Deconstruction and Reconstruction of An Alcoholic Animal, Chapter 59 (Rough Draft)

Sunday. Coffee. A Whole New World.

Things are looking up from my coffee cup.

There was a time when alcohol was the only tool in my toolbox.

"If you hang out in a barber shop, eventually you will get a haircut."

Quote within a Quote: "There is no Way to Happiness...

...Happiness is the Way."

At one time I knew that I would drink until I died.

I did not know that I could live without that tunnel vision.

There's Nothing A Drink Couldn't Make Better

Except A Drink.

I Drink My Tequila Deluded, Not Diluted.

   "A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any invention in human history—with the possible exceptions of handguns and tequila."  -- Mitch Ratliffjime

Christmas is over, but...

... after an earthquake, the tremors can go on indefinitely.

Fish Climbs Tree.

Life Ain't Easy.

"One Snort Makes You Larger, Another Makes You Small..."

Grace Was Slick, But When Jim Snorted, He Was One Snort Short Of An Oreo.