Red Mosquito

Chris_H_2 wrote:for those that observe, happy dry january. this month is gonna suck, but it needs to be done.

ps - i also quit potato chips (my downfall) for the entirety of 2024. kill me.

Peeps wrote:its probably been about 3 or 4 years for me since i drank alcohol

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

Ello Sailor wrote:

Peeps wrote:its probably been about 3 or 4 years for me since i drank alcohol

Sobriety without the obnoxiousness? Is that even allowed?

Well done, Jer.

96583UP wrote:i am more a drinks with dinner guy at this point

but in general am really like 1-2 beers on Saturday

i don't like the way i feel the next day when i have had any alcohol, basically, at this point

makes me way too grumpy and tired

dpupenya wrote:

96583UP wrote:i am more a drinks with dinner guy at this point

but in general am really like 1-2 beers on Saturday

i don't like the way i feel the next day when i have had any alcohol, basically, at this point

makes me way too grumpy and tired

Dry tailgating too?

Chris_H_2 wrote:this month is gonna suck, but it needs to be done.