Alcohol, Benevolence, Charities and the ABC's of a Good Night

I wake up from a sitting position on my couch and my living room lights are still on. Glancing at my wall clock I notice it's 4:37am. As soon as I stand up a mental sledgehammer hits my parietal lobe and I do a Homer Simpson dance on my way back down to the couch. It's at that same moment that I notice an awful aftertaste in my mouth: a combination of vodka, brandy, Bailey's, butterscotch and is that Midori?! ..read more about Alcohol, Benevolence, Charities and the ABC's of a Good Night

