Vodkathon: Round Three!
Right now, Hutch is talking to me… I mean Hitch… He he!
Alex Hitch Hitchens: Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it’s the moments that take your breath away.
Sara: What should we toast to?
Alex Hitch Hitchens: Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.
Alex Hitch Hitchens: So how does it happen, great love? Nobody knows… but what I can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye. One moment you’re enjoying your life, and the next you’re wondering how you ever lived without them.
There’s also this funny one from Just Like Heaven (thanks One Dollar Saint for refreshing my memory):
“God made alcohol as a social lubricant. To make men brave, and to make women loose”
Ha ha!
Anyways, what Hutch forgot to say was: It could happen in the blink of an eye… One moment you’re sharing your life and the next you are wondering how and why you let them take over you… And then… You live.
Vodkathon: Round Two
I dedicate this round to the world.
Because, ladies and gentlemen, the world is round.
Hee hee!
Vodkathon: Round One!
Awrite, I’ve not done this before. So I have no clue what I’m gonna blog about.
But keeping up with the spirit of alcohol, maybe I should write about its healing properties, as a tribute to this vodkathon in progress.
Heard of alcohol ablation? Evidence that the right quantity of alcohol can save lives and heal the world.
As I take another sip of Absolut, I can hear it redefine life and the need for the blur… For clarity might make you see the ugliness and the blur helps you forget it, at least momentarily and celebrate what you have right in front of you.
True, it is escape and running away from reality… But will reality change if you abstain? Absolutly, not.
Yeah, yeah, we’ve heard how it’s bad for the liver.
But depends on what you care for more? One little part of your body or you as a whole — the ‘liver’ of a life that’s getting larger with every large round of vodka?
It’s Saturday night. It’s not time for brooding… Or medical studies.
So screw everything.
Fuck the liver? Be the ‘liver’.
Vodkathon: Round Four!
I hear half of Bangalore is at the Vodkathon.
I see some cool alcohol related quotes here.
I feel I’m alone.
Wait a second, I am alone. I’m at work. Doing Night shift. Ha ha!
What’s the photograph about then? It’s of an empty bottle. What’s today’s date anyway? 
Psst: It’s a vodkathon, you can’t expect the rounds to be in order. But yes, this is the last post in the series. The ones above were typed before this.
