Come drink with me...

Drunken posting for me means posting without writing in Word first. Without spell checking. Without revising. In other words, posting without a safety net. As if writing were something dangerous like walking a tightrope. But drinking and writing can be a bit sketchy. I mean, what if I were to share secrets in an unguarded moment. What if I were to let my silver-streaked hair down and call someone a bitch? Or take my clothes off and dig out the digital camera? (I have this fantasy of posing for a nude shot covered in my ABC books. And then what? Somehow peeling one cover off at a time, revealing more and more of the picture with each post.)

I am drinking A to Z Wine.
Can you believe that? Is this not the most perfect vineyard for me?

XXX,
Alison

P.S. Do not tell me it's only 4:32. I know it's only 4:32. But it's 5:30 somewhere. Right?