08 June 2019
*_*_*_* I Turned into a Real Mister Thirsty *_*_*_*
"Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't," the TV jingle for Almond Joy & Mounds candy bars sings out. I find that so relatable, like the Insanity illustrated here. It seems to virtually run up and down my Family Tree and onto the far branches.
The nut doesn't fall far from the tree, as it were.
Once alcoholism had me in its evil clutches, it hardly seemed relevant which part of the Nature / Nurture Controversy rang truer.
Bells rang and like Pavlov's dog, I was off to the races.
My barstool nickname was Rusty, named after my beverage of choice, Rusty Nails. That heyday lasted a decade before being converted into plastic pints of the cheapest vodka available in a plain brown wrapper.
Not to be a Debbie Downer (of SNL fame), but if Insanity wasn't a little bit familiar to all of us, this Stroll would not be in the least bit Droll.
"We are not a glum lot" by a far shot!
Here, then, Rusty, Mister Thirsty and I Wish You All a Sane, Sober & a Little Bit Silly Weekend, All Drinking Aside.
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