So I've been taking a few weeks off from this series, and I think it is understandable that I didn't want to blog on Christmas Day and I was definitely too hungover to blog on New Year's day. Also, sorry about being a bit late. I had a meeting in Chicago today, and didn't get home until recently. I beg your forgiveness my malted barley brethren.
How were your holiday's? After all:
"[Christmas] is supposed to be a [drinking] occasion. Let's not bicker and argue over who [was drunker than] who."
And let's not forget the most memorable quote from my crazy uncle:
"Look you stupid bastard you've got no bloody [beers] left."
h/t to Monty Python
Anyhow, I'm back tonight in full force. My Christmas hangover is fading, and I've decided to stop mainlining drain cleaner when the beer stops working (my New Year's resolution, fingers crossed).
So, this diary is about why we drink. I personally do it because it tastes good, I have a genetic predisposition to alcohol, and a lot of times I either hate the world, or it doesn't seem to offer anything else fun to do.
About that hate the world thing... It's not so much people, just sometimes shit sucks. You're job, if you still have one, stresses you the fuck out. The god damn weather with it freezing balls and what not contributes as well. Mostly though, I'm just pissed I didn't get a private jet and a billion dollar bonus for Christmas, like the incompetent Wall Street fucks who put our country into this mess did.
So I raise a glass to you my fellow Kossacks, and I stop thinking about the things that suck, bother me, or otherwise put me in a foul mood.
Tonight, we drink, be merry, and have one swell time.
Now for our theme song:
Edit: Added 'Rantastic Slurred' to title and added Tom T. Hall, and again to add bloody to the first Monty quote. Can't believe I forgot that. Oh wait, I forget a lot of things on Fridays.