I'm The Drunk Diarist
And usually naked.
But I digress...
Even through the inebriety I have to remember my surroundings.
We have a new security camera in the living room. It records movement in 12 second clips. It is supposed to catch danger, but the real danger is my wife watching me flip her off from the other room. There isn't anyway to explain that away. If I'm not careful, there will be another offense captured by the never sleeping eye of the living room that may have me finding myself six feet under. Well, at least I wouldn't die a mystery.