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Confessions from the new New Frontier

Exercise:

Tuesday, December 11, 2012 - 4:30 am - Write a lyric essay about one of the 50 states in 15 minutes. It’s July or August or Christmas Eve and that means it’s time to eat lobster. We pretend that it’s actually cheaper for us than for the rest of the country, and when we can’t do that, at least we can say that [...]

A thought on a train from South Station to Penn Station

Saturday, July 14, 2012 - 8:06 pm - The way local euphemisms work is always fascinating to me. For example, in Boston, liquor stores are “package stores” but non-metered cabs are plainly called “gypsy cabs”. In New York, liquor stores are liquor stores but non-metered cabs are the very genteel sounding “car service.” Does this mean that New Yorkers are ready to let [...]

“What’re ya havin’ baby?”

Sunday, February 19, 2012 - 5:48 pm - It’s only 9:30 am, but today is already one of those days when I find it easy to love New York because of how often mundane becomes profound here. I got a free coffee from the bodega for being “a teacher who is a very important woman.” Nice. Then I got a seat on an [...]

New Year’s absolutions

Monday, February 6, 2012 - 3:49 am - One of my New Year’s Resolutions (the only one I thought I really meant) was to post something at least once a week. It’s February somehow, so that means that I’ve already not lived up to my own expectations  at least four times. But…instead of the usual throwing up of the hands and declarations of [...]

The Morning After Pentecost

May 12, 2008

The Apostle Peter may have known a lot about spirituality and the teachings of Jesus, but he didn’t know jack about booze. If you’ve ever been close to an active alcoholic (yourself or someone you love) you may share my view that the Pentecost story contains one of the most hilarious statements in the entire Bible.

sundialYou know the story. A “mighty wind” comes upon a group of the faithful, and suddenly they’re rolling on the ground, speaking in tongues. A cold-eyed observer suggests that they’re drunk. Peter is shocked by this impiety and says, “[T]hese are not drunk, as you suppose, for it is only nine o’clock in the morning.”

How’s that again? Rolling around on the ground isn’t something you’d do because you had two drinks in you. It would take more than most people ever drink at any one time in their lives.

So trust me here. If you were a serious drinker in those days, the kind who would drink enough to end up rolling on the ground, you wouldn’t let some joker with sandals and a sundial tell you whether you could have a drink. That is to say, for an active alcoholic the time of day is pretty much irrelevant because it is always five o’clock somewhere.

It also occurs to me that there are at least two routes to drunkenness at 9:00 AM: the frat boy’s still-partying-from-the-night-before and the real drunk’s vodka “breakfast of champions.”

Don’t get me wrong here. I’m not saying the Pentecost gang was drunk. I’m just saying that if they weren’t drunk it probably had nothing to do with the time of day.

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