Saturday, May 14, 2016

JIM HARRISON'S GUIDE TO DRINKING






The other day at a local bar while I was having a single Absolut on the rocks with a twist (some days I have two), a friend told me about his annual physical. 

This is a moderately expensive procedure for a man of sixty, so he thought, Why not be honest? 

When the doctor, pro forma, asked him how many drinks he had a week, my friend said, “About one hundred.” 

This is not an acceptable answer, needless to say. “You know, some days just a few pops,” he said, “but then a couple of days a week I’ll have thirty or so, then taper off to fifteen.” This is a remarkably sturdy fellow, of middle-European descent with a biggish body, no liver or kidney damage. 

I don’t know about his brain, though I did considerable study in brain physiology for a novel. 

In conversation he functions mentally at least as well as, maybe better than, our president. 





2 comments:

  1. Good for him, but he looks 90! Is he "stuck" in his own time? Gotta love him. Whenever he goes out, he'll go out happy!

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