Monday, January 17, 2011

It kinda sneaks up on ya

January 17, 1992.
I am not sure why that particular day was any different than the hundreds before it. I had sworn to do it many times before. I didn't.
Maybe I grew up mentally as well as physically that day.  Perhaps my brain was catching up to my 220 pound body? Maybe riding that motorcycle in all those cold Ohio winters made me think I should get my act together, establish myself as a viable member of society, and just grow the fuck up already.
Of course, I wanted to know where, and with whom, I would wake up on any given morning too ;-)






(Pre-Peaches)






January 16 1992: I got drunk for the last time. Sorry, Jack Daniels, I do not miss you any longer.
19 years today, I have been sober.  Who wants to celebrate with a good drink ?

Now, my other addictions are not quite so easy to give up. I miss you, darlin :-)






13 comments:

pboyfloyd said...

Well done sir!

mac said...

Hey, pboy, in an ironic twist, I now live a mere 12 miles from the distellery of the finest Tennessee Whiskey, Jack Daniels.

Even funnier is the doofus from work who doesn't understand why I don't care to take the tour of the facility :-)

Beryl said...

yes! yes!

Well done!

:)

GearHedEd said...
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GearHedEd said...

I'll have that drink for you, mac...

A toast!

Fireblossom said...

Raising my Pepsi Max to a great guy and a sober one. Way to go, my friend!

And, oh, those other addictions....

Big Mark 243 said...

That is funny about your co-worker. Congragulations are in order and I am glad that you did!

Kim said...

Congrats to you and happy anniversary!

Harry C Pharisee said...

Congrats mac, thats a tough ass disease.

KittyCat said...

I had no idea. I think thats awesome.

Glad to see you back. MIssed you

Kittycat

Michael Lockridge said...

Congratulations! Most excellent!

Pliny-the-in-Between said...

A great anniversary to celebrate.

carma said...

congratulations - you have now certified yourself as a productive member of society, as well as a Southern Gentleman.
I was watching something on Greg Allman the other day - can't believe how young his brother was when he died - in a motorcycle accident :-( Be careful out there. At least you are not partaking of the whiskey before riding....