I was a late bloomer when it came to flirting with alcoholism. Somehow, I managed to not have a drink until I was 21– Blame it on the Baptist upbringing. A couple years after college, two guys friends who had moved away and become Presbyterians– and thus fans of the booze– came for a visit.
I only had a few hours to spare because I’m a total nerd and had tickets to the midnight premier of X-Men Origins: Wolverine. Our guy friends showed up at my house with dozens of things you have to be 21 or older to purchase. It was like an all-you-can-drink buffet and a jackpot for a naive 23 year old who had a liquor pallet to explore. [Read more…]
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