This is an open invite for all you people who know me and still like me to join together on Friday at Stubricks in Fullerton as I take another step in that inescapable dance towards death.

29 years ago, I popped into this world changing countless lives for better and for worse. I ask you to join me in a drink to celebrate our pasts and rejoice in the here and now! If there is anything I’ve learned in all my countless days alive, it is to live the moment. Once it’s gone, it’s gone forever and you only have a precious few to begin with.


“I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.”

—John Burrough

“If you mean whiskey, the devil’s brew, the poison scourge, the bloody monster that defiles innocence, dethrones reason, destroys the home, creates misery and poverty, yea, literally takes the bread from the mouths of little children; if you mean that evil drink that topples Christian men and women from the pinnacles of righteous and gracious living into the bottomless pits of degradation, shame, despair, helplessness, and hopelessness, then, my friend, I am opposed to it with every fiber of my being.

However, if by whiskey you mean the oil of conversation, the philosophic wine, the elixir of life, the ale that is consumed when good fellows get together, that puts a song in their hearts and the warm glow of contentment in their eyes; if you mean Christmas cheer, the stimulating sip that puts a little spring in the step of an elderly gentleman on a frosty morning; if you mean that drink that enables man to magnify his joy, and to forget life’s great tragedies and heartbreaks and sorrow; if you mean that drink the sale of which pours into our treasuries untold millions of dollars each year, that provides tender care for our little crippled children, our blind, our deaf, our dumb, our pitifully aged and infirm, to build the finest highways, hospitals, universities, and community colleges in this nation, then my friend, I am absolutely, unequivocally in favor of it.

This is my position, and as always, I refuse to be compromised on matters of principle.”

—Noah S. “Soggy” Sweat, Jr.


Current mood: thoughtful
Currently reading: Reflections on the Art of Living: Joseph Campbell Companion by Diane Osbon