Suds and Suds

I had a weird thing happen to me this morning.  When I’m getting ready to go out on the weekends and I’m grabbing a shower I will usually take a beer in there with me, to “prime the pumps” so to speak.  As many of you know, I get beer delivered to my house by the crate, and they cost me about 16¢ each.  As I was preparing to get in the shower this morning I walked into the kitchen and, completely subconsciously, opened a beer.  As soon as I popped the top I said, “What the fuck?  It’s the morning!”

A simple mental slip-up, or harbinger of brutal alcoholism to come?  You be the judge.

I drank it anyway.  No point in wasting 16¢.

Ah. The shower beer. Definite classic I myself just recently discovered the joys of. As long as you’re not drinking in the shower after getting hammered because that inevitably leads to soap in your suds or spilled beer.

Brilliant!  I usually have a cold one while I’m ‘dropping the kids off at the pool’, but I’ve never thought about the next step and drinking in the shower.  I have much to learn wise master. 

Hey, it’s five o’clock somewhere.

The beer in the morning shower isn’t a problem.  The shots of vodka while drying off, that may be a problem.

Lee!  Your liver!  Think of your liver!

“The shots of vodka while drying off, that may be a problem.”

Just make sure it’s not Absolute!

That was me for 4 days while in Vegas last weekend.  Maybe about 45 waking minutes per day were without alcohol of some kind.  I think I gained 10 pounds.

On the best of days China can be unbearable without copius amounts of alcohol, same goes for the piss-weak water pressure in my shower. Good on ya for not wasting beer.