from Chapter 73 (in which I may be struck by lightning)

God strike me dead if I mean any mean to Bette Davis in this apocryphal anecdote:

Bette was seen entering the stall in the Ladies' Room of an exquisite Beverly Hills restaurant. Through the walls of the stall she was heard loudly and drunkenly exclaiming, "Corn? When did I eat corn?"

Hangovers, when I still had them, were like that to me: "I said what? I did what? I went where?" And on and on.

Now sober, I hope the world can now well see that seventy-five percent of my insanity has been contained.

I'm still working on the other half (more corn).

 

 

from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Chapter 73)