One man... One month... no alcohol... No this is not the concept of a new Sean William Scott movie - it's my personal goal. I've decided to do without the fire water for a period of one month, which started on January 9th, 2005. Why would I, of all people, attempt this feat of willpower you might ask yourself. Well, I have my reasons and who the hell are you to question me? But seriously... who the hell are you to question ME? I guess I got tired of waking up mid Saturday afternoon wiped out from the night before in some girl's bed not knowing what her name is. Or maybe I just wanted to see what it might be like doing so without the hangover. I guess fundamentally I just want to make sure that I can still enjoy my friends and myself (not, not that way you perverts) without the need to consume vast quantities of alcohol. It's been 10 days and counting and so far so good. I've been having some pretty good times all sobered up (which I might recount to you, my faithful readers) when I get the chance (i.e. when I decide to screw off from work for more than 15 minutes). So, as Spacehog once so eloquently put it "maybe in the meantime...ugh something some..." at least that's how I understood that song.