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How Dry I Am

on October 11, 2010 in Misc 6 Comments »

I just realized that I spent this last summer in a completely dry state.  I mean dry as in I never went swimming and I don’t remember having a single glass of wine.

Obviously, I didn’t have enough fun.

I’ll tell you about my failure to swim tomorrow.  Today I’m going to tell you about my miserable failure to imbibe.  You see, my problem is I’m the world’s pickiest eater.  This means my very narrow-minded taste buds don’t appreciate most alcoholic drinks, hence I don’t much care about drinking.  Sure, I like red wine with some meals, and if I go to certain places with friends I’ll have wine or beer.  But for whatever odd reason I didn’t go to these places much from June through most of September.  So not until a couple weeks ago did I realize that I’ve been a boring, friggin’ teetotaler.  That’s when my theater sister visited from Santa Fe and she and I went with a couple of her theater friends to a play (the fantastic 39 Steps, so very funny) and afterwards to a swank night spot.

Being thirsty and having per usual only a few bucks on me, I had lemonade.

My sister and her friends, who know how to seriously drink and put on a show because they’re theater people, ordered all kinds of exotic cocktails and other frothy concoctions in fancy glasses, which they dutifully reviewed while adding lots of dramatic gestures for emphasis.  They were fun to be with.

Me, I just sat there with my nerdy lemonade.

I’ve never really thought about Layla’s drinking habits.  I’ve just always assumed that she drinks more than I do because 1) she can afford to buy all the wine she wants, and 2) she lives in Dublin, which means she and her friends can meet up at their favorite pubs and have a pint while discussing books (the Irish are voracious readers).  I figure she isn’t like James Bond with his shaken-not-stirred martinis, or like tough, hard-drinking action guys or gals in books or movies or TV shows who drink hard liquor because they’re hard and tough and their missions are hard and tough.  Layla doesn’t need to prove anything to anyone.

On the other hand, I sure as hell don’t want Layla to have my persnickety taste buds.  So yes, I think she should occasionally order an exotic cocktail, and if you put her behind a bar she can whip up fancy, lethal concoctions.  In this respect she’s like Nora in those wonderful old Thin Man movies – elegant, witty, and able to hold her liquor while the men around her are falling down.

And like Nora, when Layla has a hangover she still looks really good