Zen and the Art of the Sober Drunk

 

The past 9 months have been interesting. When you booze it up for a full decade, it's difficult to just stop...completely change your patterns...put the bottle down and step away. It took 3 arrests, 2 emergency room visits, a totalled Ford Ranger, every single friend I have and a concerned Steph to make me come to that conclusion. When you finally realize that you'll either end up dead or in jail if you continue in your lifestyle, you tend to change that shit. I don't know if you've noticed by my pictures, but I wouldn't do well in prison. They could put me in the women's wing, and I'd still become someone's bitch.

 

"Rip off your dick and give it to me so I can fuck you with it."

 

"Yes, ma'am."

 

Truth be told, it's been a lot easier than I thought it would. I transitioned seamlessly into drinking non-alcoholic beers. I have my favorites, but it really doesn't matter as long as it's in a bottle and it's cold. When you're in a bar, you cling to it like habit...just like when you smoke a cigarette knowing damn well you don't really want it.

 

N.A.'s are great for me. I drink 6-8 of them a night when I'm out with my friends. It allows you to piss at the rate of actual drunk people. Hooray! Plus, you get a bar tab and can tip your bartenders just like always do. Super. Hey, that's my path now...I'm a sober drunk.

 

I don't like to refer to myself as an alcoholic since that moniker is tainted by Alcoholics Anonymous, an organization that's a great last resort for that absolutely hopeless drinker. Seriously, if you think you might have a drinking problem, go to a meeting and realize...you don't. Those people are FUCKED UP. Seriously. The problem with AA is they substitute an addiction for an addiction: alcohol for "the program". There's nothing more uncomfortable than talking to someone gung-ho about AA...especially during the amends portion.

 

"Look, I'm really sorry I got drunk that night 6 years ago and tried to hit you for no reason."

 

"You were drunk, asshole. So was I. Besides, I tried to fuck your wife after you passed out. So save your apologies. Pussy."

 

Worse than that, people in AA actually blame alcohol itself. It's not that they have addictive personalitites, no no. It's the alcohol's fault. Yeah, that's it. Hey everyone in AA, keep believing that while you go to your meetings and chug gallons of coffee and chain smoke. You've conquered addiction, all right.

 

So yeah, I wasn't going to go that route. I was going to do it myself. And I wasn't going to call myself an alcoholic.

 

I like to think of it like I retired from the sport of professional drinking. I went pro, made it to the all-stars for a few years, and made some spectacular plays and performances. Unfortunately, you can have a career ending injury or two. Instead of shattered knee, however, my injury was rolling my truck 3 times and getting arrested for P.I. just a week later. So I retired, and now I'm a commentator for other drunks when I go to bars. I'm the Charles Barkley of drinking.

 

BTW, some of you might be thinking, "You quit 'cause you couldn't handle your liquor." I could handle my liquor...I just couldn't handle my liquor, your liquor, that guy's liquor, her liquor...Pound for pound, I was one of the heaviest drinkers I've ever seen. You put me in a drinking contest with other contestants in my weight category and I'd win. Granted, that would never happen because they don't allow 12 year-old girls to drink. But if they did, I'd kick their asses.

 

One thing about being a sober drunk is that my quick wit is back. I can out-talk and out-smart any drunken jackass in a bar. My onstage performances have VASTLY improved, and I'm starting to actually write shit again. Wow, jokes that don't involve drinking. Weird!

 

I don't miss the daily hangovers and alcohol shits either, let me tell you. (Yeah, it's gross. It's also true)

 

However, if you've ever been a designated driver, then you know it's quite annoying to be the only sober person in a bar at 1 AM. Even the bartenders have had a shot or 5. So it's just you...being annoyed by goddamn everybody. It's rough, but I like being in a bar enough to put up with it. Besides, after drinking heavily for 11 years, nearly all of my friends are fucking drunks too. Where else am I going to go?

 

"You could surround yourself with non-drinking friends." Yeah, okay. Drunk people can bug the shit out of me, sure. But sober people who don't go out are far more irritating.

 

"Hey, what are you guys doing tonight?"

 

"We're going to play Cranium and Scattergories!"

 

"FUCK!"

 

At that point, I'd rather watch a friend have another shot and then encourage him to do something stupid.

 

"You should absolutely smack that girl's ass. That's how she'll know you want to fuck her. No, that can't be her husband. They probably just happen to be wearing matching jewelry on their left hands because he's gay and she's a fag hag. No, I'll be over here watching. You go ahead."

 

You'll be happy to know that I am giving back to the drinking community. I do have some amends to make, certainly. So I make sure that when I leave a bar at closing, I take full advantage of the fact that I'm one of the few sober people on the road...and I drive shitty. I accelerate, change lanes without signaling and over all don't give a fuck. After my history with cops, I'd LOVE for them to pull me over now and give me the "have you been drinking tonight sir" shit.

 

"Hey, let's skip to the breathalizer, Ponch. I'm feeling lucky."

 

That's right, bitches. I'm running blocker for your drunk asses. East bound and down. You see a white Honda Prelude pulled over by the cops, just speedometer-line-line home and thank me later.

 

I haven't quit drinking for good, mind you. I have an occasional glass of wine with my girl, and if I get a hankering, I'll have some Guiness. But that's at home in a controlled environment, so don't expect to see it. I think cutting yourself off completely is torture and unhealthy. You have to open that release valve occasionally.

 

"Occasionally" being the key. Keep in control, Uncle Cranky. Noone really wants Drunky McBlackout to come back out. When even your bar friends say, "Dude, we were worried", that's not good. Don't ever make your friends discuss an intervention while they're doing shots.

 

I'll leave you with this. The worst part about not getting drunk anymore? You don't have an out! I used to think that I would say horrible things to people because I was trashed. Turns out, I'm just an asshole. Can't blame it on imaginary booze, can I? So keep that in mind, kiddies. Keep drinking as long as you can...you'll always an out that way when you do or say something stupid or unnecessary.

 

        

 

 

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