Why ya gotta shit on things, man? Why ya gotta take a post, no two posts, that anyone, ANYONE, could see was straight fucking humor, and shit on it like some diarrheal safety nazi?

And why didn't you say any of that last post before ya shit on mine? Ya didn't say anything of the like. You said 'show us your bruise'. That shows your concern for her safety, and what you thought of her injury.

Do ya ever ask yourself when ya wake up in the morning, "What am I gonna shit on today?", or do ya wake up and just start shitting?

I have enough shit in my life, I don't need yours, or anybody else's for that matter.

Git back in ya fuckin' box.

That hasn't worked for you anywhere else and it's certainly not going to work for you here. If you don't like it, hit the road Jack.

Oh stop it. :rolleyes:

grav , never argue with an idiot , they will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience

Back to bbro's situation, some of us are not good at booze. 11 years ago I decided to take control of that aspect of my personality. We each have to find our own way but for me it was stopping, period.

One of my additional duties as a SF medical specialist in the military was Alcohol & Drug Abuse Program Coordinator for my unit. I assisted with enrollments, monitored progress, and made recommendations to the command on who should be retained in the military and who should be discharged based on their progress; or, lack thereof.

I've not found making light of; or, treating people in those situations humorously to be useful. When it happens, it seems to mostly come from those in a similar situation who resent the initiative and progress others are making. I won't hesitate to redirect it back to a serious note.

fify

Bbro is showing some initiative. Try not to dilute that.

Name three places "that" hasn't worked for me.

And how did you know my name?

*In the first place ...
In the second place ...
and
In the third place... * :crone:

*You like to get hammered.*

I can disagree with you without it being about you.

The hell, people? Smoke a bowl. Chill!

My drinking story: Way back in the '80s, I went on a pub crawl with some coworkers. I remember going to two or three bars, then the next thing I knew, it was 2 a.m. and I was in the back of a cab that had just brought me to my flat. Apparently, I paid the driver, as he let me go without any argument, but my wallet was completely empty. Don't know if I drank all that money or gave it all to the cabbie.

Nevertheless, my coworkers apparently never knew I'd blacked out - no reports of me acting crazy or doing anything out of the ordinary - but I sure as hell knew. I knew that I was incredibly fucking lucky, and incredibly fucking stupid. I never told anybody about this (until now).

Having no idea what happened that night was enough to sober me right the hell up, and I've never repeated the experience. Oh, I still drink, but very little and very responsibly. Bud is my go-to party favor. Oddly enough, I seem to be consuming less and less of either/both as a matter of course. No telling why, as I have enough money to buy what I want and I work from home these days, so I could partake any time I like, but I just don't seem to that much anymore.

I suppose getting older has something to do with it. My biggest vice these days is taking long afternoon naps. ;)

@Griff - yea, that might have to be the way I go, too. At least when it comes to drinking alone.

@Glinda - thanks for sharing. Sadly, this isn't the first time and none of the others scared me enough. I think waking up surrounded by cops and firemen may have done, though

I do have a fitness goal I am trying to reach by April 14th, so that could be a motivator to stay sober. After that, I'll have to find something new. Hopefully something hiking related. I am also focusing on paying off my credit card next year, so I won't have much fun spending money, so that will be good, too.

Thanks all

You can believe that if you want.

I hope so. My experience was nothing compared to waking up with random bruises and finding myself in a fire station (a good choice for a landing spot, though), but man, not knowing what the hell I did for hours scared the pee outta me.

Please be careful!

Smoking pot is probably waaaay dangerous for a reglar ol' suhvillyan. Idk, I've only been smoking it for 37 years, but, one of noboxeS' additional duties as a San Francisco medical specialist in the military was Alcohol & Drug Abuse Program Coordinator for his unit, he'll tell ya all about it. He won't help ya, but he'll tell ya about it. Show him ya bruise. I don't know why his dick needed a program to abuse drugs and alcohol, but, there ya go.

Maybe he drummed up business for the program. Y'know hang with the guys. I know hanging out w/noboxeS would make me abuse drugs and alcohol. After just a minute, prolly.

Myself, I didn't need no program, nor no stoopit old coordinator. I became an alcohol and drug abuser on my own. And I did it the old fashioned way. I unned it.

Ok.

You'll always be my favorite little girlie man, cupcake.