last Friday I was drunk not smashed or hammered, but feeling good

Was that like Level 7 drunk?

7.1, 7.2…whatever it takes.

Been a long, long time ago... Still enjoy the buzz though... Dan

2-8-1979....was one of the lucky ones,drank for years then was diagnosed as chronic alcoholic but man upstairs helped me get off that elevator before it got to bottom floor.....
nothing against drinking,wish i still could...nothing better than a cigarrette and cold beer....but it ain't for everybody...

A couple of decades ago. I got us thrown out of a bar for dancing on a table. I remember walking across a pool when I lost my concentration and fell in on my 3rd step. Woke up in an empty bathtub. I have toned it down since then.

Whole bunch of Debbie downers in this post.

1994 not a drop since. From 14 to 24 I drank enough alcohol in those 10 years to last me 10 lifetimes. It is only by the grace of God that i was able to stop from one day to the next . 30 years sober now

Nobody likes a quitter.

Correct

Can’t remember but it’s been a long time. These days I will have a drink…by that I mean one at a time. Last night had a glass of Cab then an even smaller glass. That is a big night of drinking for me these days. IMO not much is dumber than drinking to the point of having to deal with a hangover or doing something stupid while drunk.

Tuesday. Cracked a fresh bottle of Wild Turkey 101 at sunrise. Worked through that, and at some point, a bottle of Bear Fight got opened, but it got broken, somehow. Threw a chair through the front window of the Waffle House there by 377 and 114. I had a ton of little glass cuts all over me on Wednesday from that. We stole a mail truck and tried to make it over to 35W, but we ran it off the road kind of near Denton Creek, down into the ditch, so we had to leave it. They obviously found it because my buddy went to check on it yesterday and it was gone. Just a bunch of ruts in the mud where it had been towed out. I also lost my freakin' pistol that night, too. That sucked. Maybe I sold it - I don't remember.

level 7 ? psssssh. that dude still has his eyes open.


I've woke up in the wrong bed, in the wrong house, in the wrong neighborhood, that was in the wrong county, that was in the wrong state. drove two hours to figure out I was in Louisiana.

9/22/1996: Spent the night in jail on my 22nd birthday with a DWI. Haven't had a drop since.