You guys asked. Gutter crawling, paralized, talking to god, talking to the porcelain microphone, bug-eyed, slurry, bombed, riding the beer wagon, toddy stricken (surprized you missed that one Kim C), bit by the creature, drunk as a lord, as a judge, as a sailor, crawled in a bottle for the night, pissed, hugging thew commode, dipsy, pre-hungover, in the final stages, delivering street pizza, talking to your shoes, yawning at the sidewalk, face walking, pavement kissing. and at last but no least, "I'm not as think as you drunk I am." Kindest reguards, a sober but somewhat bemused, Neil