A Really, Really Nice One

Late one night I drove it into a cement barricade at 100 mph.  The end. 
ElLagarto ElLagarto
56-60, M
6 Responses Aug 22, 2007

Smart, beautiful, well-born, just plain nice, emotionally available - why do you think I like women so much? I even named my daughter in her honor.

I'm sorry Celainn, I really am. Going to 3 or 4 meetings a week for nearly 7 years, I've heard an endless stream of mind boggling stories. It's like listening to stories of invasions by Visigoths or Vikings or Barbarians - sacking, looting, devestation, untold suffering. And when you think you've heard it all - you haven't. One friend said, "If anybody else had done to me what I did to myself with booze, I would have killed him." I always say that the program was the nicest gift I ever gave myself. Or, as my late, lamented mom used to say, "The nicest thing about hitting yourself over the head with a hammer is that it feels so good when you stop."

After dealing with Manic Depression, giving up hooch was a date with Catherine Daneuve. Fact is, I don't miss it at all - I don't even miss weed - which was my Achilles heel.

Just came back from a meeting, in fact. 7 years ex on 9/1 - but, as they never let us forget - once a drunk, always a drunk. However - I can't say I find you even remotely predictable.

Ever watch the show "Prison Break." Okay show. I found out today the star of that show was driving drunk in a Range Rover, providing booze to underage friends driving with him, wrecked the car and killed one of his friends. Alcohol and driving are just about as good together as alcohol and Mania.

In the words of the late, great Richard Pryor, "Yeah, I decided to stop drinking - well, frankly, I just got tired of waking up doing 100 mph." <br />
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Come 9/1 that was 7 years ago.