Beware the dogs…

When I was in my 20s I had a dream. My father was issuing me a fair warning to ‘beware the dogs’; advice given to me subconsciously from him, a bonafide extremely high functioning alcoholic. At that time I hadn’t really felt the grip and terror of alcoholism. It was still a parlor trick thatContinue reading “Beware the dogs…”

The history of ranch dressing.

You know what is extremely fucking difficult? Relationships. Sprinkle in the added bonus of two people having chemical dependency issues, a dash of mental health problems and bake at Poor-50 for 5 years. I got sober a little over a month ago, and while my wife supports me she is not willing to make theContinue reading “The history of ranch dressing.”

what was I really thinking?

I have been reading some of the other blogs around here, and first let me say that I am very happy that people have decided on a better life. It thrills me to know that people had had enough, and they wanted to throw in the towel. But as I am reading people who speakContinue reading “what was I really thinking?”

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