Happy Festivus
"Many Christmases ago, I went to buy a doll for my son. I reached for the last one they had, but so did another man. As I rained blows upon him, I realized there had to be another way..." -Frank Constanza So a few years back I decided to partake in dry January. Figured I would start off the New Year right, get in shape, take my health more seriously. The first 31 days of the year came and went, and I didn't feel a bit of difference. I was determined to get results from consciously making "good" decisions, so I kept dry January rolling straight into February. Another month comes and goes, and still nothing. My mental and physical health remain unchanged. But I was not to be deterred - we head into dry March. As all of you drunk Irishmen know, your god's day is in March. When the 17th rolled around and not drinking a drop of alcohol had yet to make one bit of difference, I indulged in the festivities. Eventually, I ran my experience by a friend and they tol...