February 10
From my brain
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2007
Me 09:23, 10 February 2007 (EST)
An uneventful birthday is a Happy Birthday. Took the day off, slept in that morning, hung around the house, had some cheesecake, played some WoW...what more did I really need?
2005
Me 20:45, 10, February 2005 (EDT)
Alternative drinks to be served at Happy Scotch Day on Saturday...
"He would drink, too, but his favorite was enemas," she said.
Edit Me 11:25, 11 July 2006 (EDT) The link has since gone dead, but I found it on a newsgroup log file...
Feb. 10, 2005, 11:21AM Widow denies role in alcohol enema She says her husband gave himself the lethal dose of sherry By Richard Stewart Copyright 2005 Houston Chronicle Tammy Jean Warner said her husband, Michael Warner, 58, not only had a longtime alcohol problem but had been addicted to enemas since he was a child. "There's no way I could have gave my husband that enema, no way," Warner said during an interview at her attorney's office. A Brazoria County grand jury indicted her on a charge of negligent homicide. Prosecutors claim she provided alcohol for Warner even though she knew he'd been warned that alcohol could kill him. She is free on $30,000 bond. An autopsy report said his blood-alcohol level was 0.47 percent, almost six times the legal intoxication limit for operating a motor vehicle. "It all started back when he was a child," Warner said. "His mother used to give him enemas all the time, and he started to depend on them all the time." She said he paid $1,000 to study colonics at a school and corresponded with other enema users on the Internet. Not all of his enemas involved liquor, she said. "He did coffee enemas, he did Castile soap, Ivory soap," she said. "He had enema recipes." She said he liked to use wine or sherry in enemas because that would allow his body to absorb alcohol faster than drinking it. Sherry and wine were easier on his digestive system than other forms of alcohol, she said. "He would drink, too, but his favorite was enemas," she said. Investigators said medical problems kept him from ingesting alcohol by drinking it, but his widow said he would drink as well. "My husband could drink very well with any problem he had," she said.
2004
Here's to having my head screwed on straight for the drive home...
Last night (considering the previous blog entry) I drove home in a daze. Got all weird again, but not the angry, quasi-self-loathing weird. It was that sorta It's a Wonderful Life-moment kinda weird. The mind drifts off and you wonder all the what-if's and explore them all.
Fucking with my own head is a joy and privilage I reserve for myself.
--Me 23:51, 10, February 2004 (EDT)
