I used to be somewhat of a barfly. Yes, in my Navy days I used to go to the EM club on the base and get schnockered. I used to throw down the brewskis with the best of them ... even after an exceedingly late start. That was then. This is now.
I haven't had much alcohol to drink over the past 24 years. This corresponds to the passing of my good friend Dewitt with whom I normally had the occasional snootful. Nowadays I don't keep much in the way of alcohol in the house due to the infrequent visits of an alcoholic friend who can turn up an entire bottle and guzzle it down before my very eyes.
Today is Happy Hour Day. Happy hour refers to a period of time during a day when establishments sell drinks and food at a discount.
Originating in various barrooms, nowadays many restaurants are also known to hold happy hours and offer drinks and appetizers at reduced prices. Usually, a happy hour includes multiple drinks and appetizers for the price of one.
I have a few acquaintances who track happy hour locations, times, and offerings to my amazement. One fellow in particular is a walking and talking encylopedia of happy hours and similar events in the local area. He also reeks of alcohol on occasion. I sometimes think it exudes from his pores.
I get offers to join in from time to time. I don't recall many episodes of attendence in recent history — likely a whole decade or more. Many countries ban happy hours in drinking establishments due to the fear that it will encourage binge drinking and alcoholism.
I care little for drinking anymore and therefore my participation in happy hours is nonexistent after never being much to 'write home' about. However, in the spirit of 'to each their own' I don't hold imbibing against anyone and your participation in happy hour is totally your option as far as I am concerned.
So to all you liquored up lushes have a grand Happy Hour Day !