I don't enjoy alcohol anymore.

I don't know what it is. Lately, I have not been enjoying alcohol. It gets me really tired instead of relaxed...and even when I'm out on the town I don't really want to drink too much. Went to the dodgers game today didn't even finish my beer...was really jonesin' for a water or something else.

Old?

Boring?



did I hit the proverbial wall?

 

better than becoming an alcoholic...

 

Time to man up and push right through that wall!

 

smoke some drugs, man!

 

Yeah some girls can't handle thier booze

 

That probably means you drink too much dude.

 

You couldn't tell that by reading his posts?

 

I love bourbon, but I find I'm not enjoy being drunk as much as I used to. However, if they made non-alcoholic bourbon, I would sip on it all day at work.

 

Nice to know you have so many friends around here, huh?

PS- Drexlersdad & RR7 lead in the best quip post thus far.

 

fuck you all, i'm doing a shot!

j/k. Dunno what it is, I have kind of moved on to scotch lately though...which I do enjoy. But shots, mixed drinks and beers, I don't do as much nor do I really enjoy getting absolutely blasted like I used to.

 

Well, it's high time you became an adult.

Finally.

 

meh.

 

I used to go to happy hour like 3-5 times per week, now its like once a month. Maybe it has to do with many of my friends settling down too, less people to roll with on nights outs.

 

Or maybe you got tired of being rolled out of the bars by the bouncers and then puking all over yourself a few times on the way home.

 

that never happened! (I got all the bouncers on payroll).

 

Good move! However, it makes me wonder how barfo got his name...

 

Before my son was born, a stop for a pop was de rigeur. I love happy hour and there's a great pub on the ground floor of the building next door to our office. However, now when work is done, I just want to get home and spend time with my boy.

Fatherhood has turned me into Ward Cleaver. That being said, after the little man heads to bed, I do enjoy sitting on my porch with a libation and a stogie with friends. Unfortunately for me, I put on some excess weight on our extended road show so I'm on the wagon until I hit my goal.

 

Try getting into wine . . . it can turn into a fun hobby. I joined a local wine club . . . and now I'm hooked.

 

Meh, it's a little effete for my tastes. I'll drink wine with dinner, but the "wine lifestyle" is a little too metrosexual. Do you have to wear mandals and carry your stuff in a murse when you attend one of those functions?

 

We clearly walk different paths in life.

You can go scratch your belly while you stop for a pop or try to sneak in a quick buzz while the kid's down.

I'll take my time as I go to the wine club (with my mandals and murse) and socialize all night while I get drunk on wine with some very successful and attractive women. To each their own . . .