1/21/21

I'm guzzling Scotch from a half gallon bottle. I can smell and taste it and I can feel the buzz as well. Then I decide I'm going to quit drinking forever and pour it down the drain. I also empty a fifth bottle and then realize it was someone else's very expensive single malt Scotch. I say to myself, "You can't change unless you want to change." 

I'm at some kind of sports banquet and I'm standing around with a bunch of guys. Marty MaMilan is the and he's old looking and hunched over. After he leaves, someone mentions how sad it is that he's in such bad shape.