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February 7, 2016
No more drinking alone, that's what I told myself. The new directive.

Not because I was drinking too much, but because I was spending too much time alone. As you get older, I am told, it only gets worse. Everybody's married with cracker-crunchers waiting at home.

Even a modest request, like, this evening you should shake up the routine and come with me to a place I know where local sleazebags converge, can I count on your support. Even modest requests of this type are met with the old chestnut "I want to spend more time with my family."