This Is A Beer Drinking Newsletter and I Drank Beers

I was thinking of NOT drinking for five whole minutes

Welcome to Drinking & Thinking. This week I just have a little story of drinking for you before I send you off on your way.

The Drinking

After posting last week’s issue, I went on a beer run that almost stopped me drinking. Almost.

It was one-ish in the afternoon and I went to Out Of The Barrel for a mixed four-pack (or two) for the weekend, then head home for the day.

But a friend of mine was there and he wanted to have a beer with me. What a jerk.

The afternoon atmosphere at Out Of The Barrel

Usually I don’t have more than a quick taster there before I get back home to stare at all the projects I’m not finishing.

But this time, well, the family was out doing stuff and I had no plans, so, sure, let’s have a beer.

One turned to two. Then three.

Me: Oh man no I gotta go home!

Friend: Oh no dude just try this ONE more.

Yes, then a forth. Now it has crossed into “Here someone take my keys.” and texts to the wife “I am at Out Of The Barrel. I am trying to leave. I am not succeeding.”

I don’t remeber drinking this beer very well but here is a picture of it at least.

Before I knew it, I missed dinner with the family, left my pickup at Fig Garden Village overnight, and passed out in front of the living room TV. All the while never eating lunch or dinner - not even a freaking cracker.

“Sorry I missed diner, family, I needed to drink beerzzz.”😳😵🥳🤮

Woke up the next morning with only a foggy sense of what the hell even happened and having to go get my pickup.

I really thought I was too old for that brand of letting-things-get-away-from-you drinking days. Guess not.

It was one of those sessions that resulted in me thinking I might need to stop drinking, at least for a while.

But a couple of days later I went back to it; not to binge drinking on an empty stomach but to … oh hell you know what I mean.

I honestly don’t think I have a problem, but also I am really disappointed in myself for letting that happen and cratering a Saturday with the family.

The truly bad part is I had people worrying about me for a couple hours as they couldn’t get ahold of me because at some point in the session my phone died.

But, also they knew where I was.🤷🏻‍♂️

But, maybe I am making excuses for myself.🤷🏻‍♂️

Well. Anyway. Thanks for being there as I sort through it. 🍻

Big lesson here, like always, never drink on an empty stomach.

The Thinking

I think that I just want to tell you and myself (mostly myself) to stay hella safe while drinking your beers this week. And you are never too old to fuck up so don’t get complacent.

I appreciate the read.

-Mikey

Peace ✌️ Beer 🍻 & Metal 🤘