Quite frankly my dear, I don't give a damn...

ok maybe I do,
but perhaps I don't..

anyway as it is generally impolite to ramble on with an answer especially when one has not divulged the question.

I drink,
alcohol,
rather heavily
or should I say frequently
I would not say I have a problem with alcohol
And while I have been to a certain river in Egypt,
I am not there now.

"He was a social drinker
and social every night
he enjoyed a pint or two or four."

as a general rule,
not out of concern mind you,
more out of style
I refrain from having more than a single drink in solitary company
and I do not count my cats as company for more than two drinks either

Anyway
as I said earlier,
I had a friend for dinner,
delicious I tell you.

I opened a bottle of chardonnay
quite a good one actually
we barely got through a third before she needed to retire for the night.

Does it count as drinking alone as I finish the bottle? (the question referred to earlier in case you didn't make the connection)

After all, it would be near criminal to let such a delightful vintage go to waste

1995 was a delightful year for whites somewhere I am sure...

In Vino Veritas - in wine there is truth

strange saying all in all

especially to be the motto of one of our more prestigious universities.

personally as I look inside the bottle all I see is that strange little bump at the bottom

truth is ever so elusive.

A thousand pardons my dears

I have had too much wine

I fear

however

there are two glass left

I would not be bereft

and let such an elixir exposed

lose any of it's charm or it's prose

Dylan Thomas I am not, or drinking and writing is a dangerous thing

I must express
my deepest gratitude
for the unyielding kindness
you have all shown me
In forgiving
my drunken ramblings

In reviewing
my scribbling and ravings,
without the edifying monocle
of an empty bottle

I am struck
by the latitude
and quite frankly
the longitude as well
of your grace

My cats discovered my nipple ring
at exactly 6:14 this morning
may I say
that there a better ways
to be roused from a blissful
drunken slumber

they are still under the bed
hiding from the perception of wrath
which must surely accompany
such hideous of screams

While
I have
on many occasion
enjoyed
similarly playful attention
to my nipples
generally
the women
who I am intimate with
keep their claws
sheathed