"I only drink to celebrate, commiserate, or to make something happen."
It's been a hell of a week. For whatever reasons, one or two turned into three or four after work, and it happened almost every night. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't fun. Canada Day, a post-softball party with work, an old friend visiting town - three excellent reasons to sink a couple. Last night, we finally opened our outdoor bar at work, and it was the perfect spot to sit with others who had finished for the day.
At the end of it all, though, I'm the guy that brought up the fact that Whistler citizens in the hospitality industry imbibe too much. Jesus, I was even on the news.
Well, here I am, eating my words.
It has to stop. But consider: I don't bike, I don't drive, I don't skateboard... How the hell am I supposed to meet strangers apart from at a bar?
So I'm on the 2 week soda train. A fellow bartender recently did this, and it's a great idea. I can drink soda water anyway, and more often than not, it's free.
I guess that's it for now. I'm forcing myself to get more writing done. Maybe some of it will make it to this site.