Did someone say Party?
I got some good comments on my NYE post and they made at least one good point; I need to define “party”. I can see how that can be construed in very broad terms, and for those of us who grew up in the 80’s it usually brings up memories of dancing, underage drinking, trying to get laid, and/or usually puking in your friend’s back seat on the way home (good times, good times).
First let me reiterate that I didn’t do anything close to that until I was in college. And even then I never had what you might call a “wild phase”. I went to a few parties, drank too much a few times, puked more than once, and never once “got lucky”. But that’s not really what I’m talking about here. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m too old for that. Sometimes I do wish I had “sewn a few more wild oats” before settling down with the “2.3 kids, white picket fence, and a mortgage” (let’s just see how many clichés I can squeeze into this post). I’m not talking about going to strip clubs, dancing on the tables, getting into fights, “hooking up” or anything like that either.
So what am I talking about? I don’t want to get too wrapped up in the whole “should a Christian drink alcohol?” debate right now, but I do like to drink. I didn’t drink until I was old enough and spent many nights making up for lost time. But having crossed that line more than a few times I am much more aware of where it is now. I like to go to happy hour on Fridays with my friends/co-workers. I like to go to concerts or clubs to listen to a band. And even though I haven’t done it in over 15 years, and would probably make a fool of myself, I might even like to go dancing again. No, I don’t have to be drunk to accomplish this, although there would definitely be at least a little alcohol involved, especially for the dancing part (not enough liquor in the world to get me to karaoke).
FTN was one of the commentors on this and he even went so far as to write his own post on the subject. I doubt seriously that I have any readers that haven’t already discovered FTN, but just in case, he’s an intelligent and insightful writer, a very good read. You should check him out. In his post he boiled it down to a question of compatibility in three areas: party-compatible, socially-compatible, and alcohol-compatible. And since someone is almost always talking about sex somewhere on a blog let’s throw libido-compatibility in the mix, just for fun. I’d like to hear how some of these four combinations are mixed and matched (partier/non-drinker/medium libido & librarian/social-drinker/sexual freak, you get the idea).
Unfortunately, those are probably the four areas of our lives that my wife and I are not only most INcombatible, but we are almost polar opposites. I'll elaborate on that thought later.
Vaya con Dios mis Amigos,
Michael
First let me reiterate that I didn’t do anything close to that until I was in college. And even then I never had what you might call a “wild phase”. I went to a few parties, drank too much a few times, puked more than once, and never once “got lucky”. But that’s not really what I’m talking about here. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m too old for that. Sometimes I do wish I had “sewn a few more wild oats” before settling down with the “2.3 kids, white picket fence, and a mortgage” (let’s just see how many clichés I can squeeze into this post). I’m not talking about going to strip clubs, dancing on the tables, getting into fights, “hooking up” or anything like that either.
So what am I talking about? I don’t want to get too wrapped up in the whole “should a Christian drink alcohol?” debate right now, but I do like to drink. I didn’t drink until I was old enough and spent many nights making up for lost time. But having crossed that line more than a few times I am much more aware of where it is now. I like to go to happy hour on Fridays with my friends/co-workers. I like to go to concerts or clubs to listen to a band. And even though I haven’t done it in over 15 years, and would probably make a fool of myself, I might even like to go dancing again. No, I don’t have to be drunk to accomplish this, although there would definitely be at least a little alcohol involved, especially for the dancing part (not enough liquor in the world to get me to karaoke).
FTN was one of the commentors on this and he even went so far as to write his own post on the subject. I doubt seriously that I have any readers that haven’t already discovered FTN, but just in case, he’s an intelligent and insightful writer, a very good read. You should check him out. In his post he boiled it down to a question of compatibility in three areas: party-compatible, socially-compatible, and alcohol-compatible. And since someone is almost always talking about sex somewhere on a blog let’s throw libido-compatibility in the mix, just for fun. I’d like to hear how some of these four combinations are mixed and matched (partier/non-drinker/medium libido & librarian/social-drinker/sexual freak, you get the idea).
Unfortunately, those are probably the four areas of our lives that my wife and I are not only most INcombatible, but we are almost polar opposites. I'll elaborate on that thought later.
Vaya con Dios mis Amigos,
Michael



1 Comments:
I did some karaoke at some dive-bars in college. Man, it was wonderfully awful. I think I sang "Summer Lovin" from "Grease" with another guy once, as a joke. And no, it wasn't a gay thing, but I bet some people thought it was.
I'm a little bit of a partier, a little bit of a drinker, and I've got a high libido. My wife would be a little bit of a partier, a little less of a drinker, and a low libido. Meat Loaf tells me that 2 out of 3 ain't bad, but I wish it was a different 2.
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