Post #256349 by woofmutt on Sat, Sep 23, 2006 1:39 AM

Aurthur's note: I was gonna post this in the Drunk Again thread which I had always assumed to be a place where everyone posted drunk things. But when lookin' at that thread I realized "Drunk Again" is sorta Suicide Sam's personal blog about diggin' his own grave...What size shovel he's usin', the consistency of the dirt that day, how deep he got, etc. So, here it is here. A complete piece of useless contemplation. Perfect fer Bilge.

I just got in from the second night of the Rockabilly Ball. It's the sorta event yuh kinda figger one should leave drunk from...But I am stone cold sober. And I was last night when I left, too. The main reason fer this strange state of sobriety is that I am drivin' home each night. But the weirder reason is...I haven't felt like drinkin'. It's enough to make me worried that I may never drink again!!! I think that last Saturday's go around with the infamous Pete's Monkeyskull VooDoo Lounge VooDoo Punch may have actually burned out some sorta "I wanna get drunk" part of my brain. And speakin' of evil spirits: I swear I see the ghost of Carrie Nation in the corner of my room smilin' with approval.