Hmmm . . . Maybe he’s on to something.

The proprietor of Modern Drunkard Magazine mentions that one of the advantages of drinking until you black out is that confession is much less embarrassing. I like the way he thinks! Then again, I do enough things I can remember that there’d probably be no real advantage.

I also like that he mentions my old neighborhood and the tree that looks like a martini glass down the street from the Satire Lounge -- itself the spot of a few nice lazy afternoons.