"Seeing Eyeball to Egg Yolk"

    And yes, I will grow old, get sick and die, but still, and yet, I did not drink today.
 
(Surimi): Eyeball to Egg Yolk: that should be Jim's next book. It makes sense and it doesn't make sense. Like the Cubist Art Movement in Paris .

    Except his Cubist Art is in ice cubes. Ice cubes and scotch. Delirium as toxin and antitoxin. Conspicuous consumption and not-so-conspicuously consumed.

    Hopscotch, butterscotch, eyeball to egg yolk.

    Joke to no joke.

    Done.

from All Drinking Aside (Rough Draft, Day 34)