The bitch cut me off

[The Other Harry]

The woman at the local Virginia ABC store refused to sell to me
tonight. (She isn't really a bitch -- she is actually a very
nice person.) She told me I'd already had enough.

That was okay, but I hadn't had enough. I hadn't had one-eighth
of enough.

So, I drove ten miles and found another store that would sell to
me. I took off my jacket in case she had called them and
described me.

If this makes any sense, I'd like to hear about it.

I will discuss this stuff with Shrink #1 tomorrow morning at
11:00. We have a lot to talk about. That's Nancy.

It is anguish. It is not something I can put thru my dryer
(which also does not work).

[George &The Dragon]

Harry - a prediction:

Soon you'll be posting

A] from your hospital bed
B] from jail , or
C] your postings will suddenly stop.

I hope it's oneof the first two.
Good luck, buddy.

George





& the Dragon

[Bpyboy]

I'm with george. I moved to dry county, if you can believe that, and spent A
LOT of time, half in the bag, making it to Wet counties, trying to avoid the
blue laws and things.

Nothing good can come of it. If a fucking liquor store attendant won't sell to
you, because you "had enough", do you really need to be driving 10 miles one
way, to find someone who will?

do us all a favor, and think ahead, buy your poison earlier, enough (whatever
"enough" is) and stay off the freaking roads.
at that rate, you'll kill yourself and/or someone else.

[Robert McGregor]

"Bpyboy" <bpyboy@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20031118003822.16627.00000391@mb-m07.aol.com...

> do us all a favor, and think ahead, buy your poison earlier, enough
(whatever
> "enough" is) and stay off the freaking roads.
> at that rate, you'll kill yourself and/or someone else.

In the last year of my drinking that plan never worked for me, at all. Used
to stock up with enough to outlast a siege. Regardless how close I was to
home, always "needed" the proverbial one ..........'s, for the road, and
that lonely stretch to an even bleaker reality.

Bob

[JB]

"The Other Harry" <hc.me@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
news:snqirv83nfiob5ak60mtald3csmqn618ue@4ax.com...
> The woman at the local Virginia ABC store refused to sell to me
> tonight. (She isn't really a bitch -- she is actually a very
> nice person.) She told me I'd already had enough.
>
> That was okay, but I hadn't had enough. I hadn't had one-eighth
> of enough.
>
> So, I drove ten miles and found another store that would sell to
> me. I took off my jacket in case she had called them and
> described me.
>
> If this makes any sense, I'd like to hear about it.
>
> I will discuss this stuff with Shrink #1 tomorrow morning at
> 11:00. We have a lot to talk about. That's Nancy.
>
> It is anguish. It is not something I can put thru my dryer
> (which also does not work).

Harry,

If you keep on doing what you're doing, I doubt we'll be hearing much
more from you. Good luck

JB

From: Harry (hc.me@ix.netcom.com) (07 Jun 2003 03)

"I would do all my driving errands before I would start the day's
drinking. (Well, at least before I had had very much to drink.) I
was terrified by the prospect of killing someone or of even getting an
arrest, and I was able to discipline myself that far. Not much
further, but I could do that much.".

From: Harry (hc.me@ix.netcom.com) (7th June 2003)

I had an "alcohol deprivation seizure" on the Tuesday following
Memorial Day when I had run out of scotch and the state liquor stores
were closed. I was waiting for the stores to open Tuesday morning,
and I pitched over onto the floor at the local Arbys. When I came to,
I was surrounded by two paramedics and a police officer. I could
barely remember my own name. That got me a ride to the hospital in
the back of an ambulance.

If I'm not an alcoholic, I certainly do an excellent impression of
one. ;)"

[The Other Harry]

[On Tue, 18 Nov 2003 15:58:14 +1000, "Robert McGregor"
<robert_mcgregor@yahoo.com.au> wrote:]

> for the road, and that lonely stretch to an even bleaker reality.

Interesting line.

[Bobby L.]

Like she had nothing better to do than call all the local package store and
tell them you were coming.
I remember when I thought I was that damn important.

Harry you're a legend in your own mind. Listening to you reminds that some
of us have to die in order for others to live.

Bobby L


"JB" <JBCatRB@coldman.com> wrote in message
news:bpceta$vef$1@newsg4.svr.pol.co.uk...
>
> "The Other Harry" <hc.me@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
> news:snqirv83nfiob5ak60mtald3csmqn618ue@4ax.com...
> > The woman at the local Virginia ABC store refused to sell to me
> > tonight. (She isn't really a bitch -- she is actually a very
> > nice person.) She told me I'd already had enough.
> >
> > That was okay, but I hadn't had enough. I hadn't had one-eighth
> > of enough.
> >
> > So, I drove ten miles and found another store that would sell to
> > me. I took off my jacket in case she had called them and
> > described me.
> >
> > If this makes any sense, I'd like to hear about it.
> >
> > I will discuss this stuff with Shrink #1 tomorrow morning at
> > 11:00. We have a lot to talk about. That's Nancy.
> >
> > It is anguish. It is not something I can put thru my dryer
> > (which also does not work).
>
> Harry,
>
> If you keep on doing what you're doing, I doubt we'll be hearing much
> more from you. Good luck
>
> JB
>
> From: Harry (hc.me@ix.netcom.com) (07 Jun 2003 03)
>
> "I would do all my driving errands before I would start the day's
> drinking. (Well, at least before I had had very much to drink.) I
> was terrified by the prospect of killing someone or of even getting an
> arrest, and I was able to discipline myself that far. Not much
> further, but I could do that much.".
>
> From: Harry (hc.me@ix.netcom.com) (7th June 2003)
>
> I had an "alcohol deprivation seizure" on the Tuesday following
> Memorial Day when I had run out of scotch and the state liquor stores
> were closed. I was waiting for the stores to open Tuesday morning,
> and I pitched over onto the floor at the local Arbys. When I came to,
> I was surrounded by two paramedics and a police officer. I could
> barely remember my own name. That got me a ride to the hospital in
> the back of an ambulance.
>
> If I'm not an alcoholic, I certainly do an excellent impression of
> one. ;)"
>
>
>
>
>
>
>

[Evey]

Hey other Harry, All the shrinks in the world can't help you if you are
still using. It doesn't work. It prevents you from getting honest with
yourself. To thine own self be true. Been there! Talk to ya later, Evey
"The Other Harry" <hc.me@ix.netcom.com> wrote in message
news:snqirv83nfiob5ak60mtald3csmqn618ue@4ax.com...
> The woman at the local Virginia ABC store refused to sell to me
> tonight. (She isn't really a bitch -- she is actually a very
> nice person.) She told me I'd already had enough.
>
> That was okay, but I hadn't had enough. I hadn't had one-eighth
> of enough.
>
> So, I drove ten miles and found another store that would sell to
> me. I took off my jacket in case she had called them and
> described me.
>
> If this makes any sense, I'd like to hear about it.
>
> I will discuss this stuff with Shrink #1 tomorrow morning at
> 11:00. We have a lot to talk about. That's Nancy.
>
> It is anguish. It is not something I can put thru my dryer
> (which also does not work).