Notes on a Holiday - Proof Blog - NYTimes.com:Peter Holsapple, Measure for Measure:
By the time I had moved from Los Angeles to New Orleans in 1993, probably the drinkingest city in America, my own alcohol problem was enormous. But I just thought I was having a lot of fun. The band I moved there with was a fine excuse to get together with five close friends, a case of beer, a few bottles of champagne and tequila, and make some music: New Orleans was a perfect destination to continue the party, which we did. After the band broke up, I moved upstairs from a bar I played at so the commute home wouldn’t be quite so deadly.
I have to be careful when reading things like this. I don't want to think "drink less." I need to think "this fellow is writing in the NY Times and you're sitting on the couch in your parents family room watching VH1. Boozehounds get all the glory."
It's a little long to be a prayer, but maybe it'll work as a tattoo.
Edit:
This thing is the worst birthday ever.
Except Rush is also playing on TV, which is the real worst.