I seem to end up at the beach whenever I have an important decision to make. It’s the vastness, the limitlessness of the ocean that renders my travails a little bit more manageable… I am overwhelmed at the moment by so many things, I don’t know whether to get another cup of coffee or sit in a […]
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I’m sorry… Or: Drunk or Sober, Sometimes Doing a Runner is the Only Option… I was telling a story at dinner last night and everyone laughed and said I should put it in a blog post. I’m sitting here trying to find an allegory. I think however, this was just one of those Marilyn moments […]
I once worked with a guy, who taught me how to lie (sounds like the start of a dirty limerick…). He said the key to lying effectively is: keep it simple and keep it close to the truth. Jon Jon says there is a point in a lie when one should just stop talking. He’s referring to […]
I need love too… I have been told I am dogged. Once I get the notion to do something I just find a way to do it. Like climbing a mountain in Puerto Rico when I’m out of shape, or quitting drinking after twenty years of perilous boozing. It’s not a quality I particularly admire […]
OR Who Walks the Dog Today? I spent the evening with Lauren and Fiona last night (two of my very favorite bitches…). Lauren is taking care of Fiona while I find a place to live. They were both happy, healthy and very happy to see me. That’s saying something from a Class A Drunk: two important relationships I […]
Puerto Rico’s most deadly pitfalls… Jon Jon says he read somewhere that more people die each year from being hit on the head with coconuts than being struck by lightning. I think of it every time I walk beneath a palm tree. It’s one of life’s classic pitfalls – no one prepares for it. We run indoors […]
Yeah, I did it. The very tip top of the hill over Los Palmas… Some things in life are almost too symbolic to mention. As if the great poet in the sky has scripted a scenario for the express purpose of teaching a lesson. Climbing a mountain is a metaphor for reaching one’s goals, or in […]
I’ve been reading about the “addiction gene” (the bugaboo, genetic variation suspected to predispose people to addiction) that engineers the dopamine D2 receptor. Dopamine is the brain’s reward system. The D2 receptors modulate how much you feel an experience. We alcoholics have fewer D2 receptors than normal drinkers. In other words even though we may drink more, we […]
The “bennies” are finding a deserted beach… My hikes with Kim usually feel like cleaning the kitchen really well: satisfying, but with the notion that once it is done, it shouldn’t have to be done again. Ever. There are hills involved. She walks at a pace mere mortals call jogging, and the only thing […]
…except I’ve never bitten off anyone’s ear or been accused of rape and I don’t have face tattoos or a speech impediment. And I can’t box. But I can squander money like the champ. And he admits to a “full-on raging addiction” to drugs and alcohol, so we have that in common. And these days he seems diminished […]