random sample
in which i preserve the history of my interests
Linda & Paul
Goodbye, Blue eyes.
via drned
and rest in peace, handsome.
my favorite barn burning, pool playing, cast wearing, egg eating , outlaw standard setter.
The Zen of Drinking Alone
as with all things; in moderation
zoee:
This article makes me feel better about myself.
“Drinking alone, on the other hand, is a much more pure and forthright form of imbibing, and I say that because it focuses entirely on the simple act of putting alcohol into your bloodstream. It tosses aside all the half-hearted pretensions about merely using alcohol as a social tool. It gets down to what drinking is all about: getting loaded, and by doing that, getting down to the inner you. The inner joy, the inner madness, the subconscious you, the real you.
When you are drinking with the bottle, however, you are rewarded with a vast, gently rolling plain of comfortable silence. The bottle never gossips or tries to interest you in stereo speakers it is planning on buying, it merely sits there in pristine silence, filling your glass instead of your ear.”
