I started getting into the Beatles a little less than a year before John Lennon was shot. Who knows how much of a fan I would have become, but I have a tendency to become obsessive about my interests and that event clenched it for me. The fact that there was a plethora of media at my disposal meant that I always had something new to explore at hand. Books and magazines, TV specials, new "unreleased" music. I was young and thought John was God's gift to human-kind and I cried countless tears over the waste of it. I was a total nut-case at times (like when I was in NYC and we drove by the Dakota). It's probably a good thing there wasn't the internet and Tumblr! I think I drove my friends crazy with my obsession. Think how much worse it could have been! (I still have my binder where I stored all the articles and pictures and assorted whatevers I managed to collect!)
My drinking habits have become a bit of a joke (literally) over the Summer. I grew up drinking. Some people will understand what I mean and some won't--I suppose it depends on how you grew up. My parents were very social people with a large social circle. It seemed every weekend there was some party going on. I'm not talking about wild drunken debacles (although some of them were!) but parties with lots of food, card games, baseball in the field next to our house, throwing horseshoes in the alley, tons of kids to play with. It just depended on the weather and season. As a kid, it was fantastic! The booze ran freely. As far back as I can remember, I always drank out of my Dad's beer can or sipped whatever Mom was drinking. I grew up on it, I like the taste of it. And during my late teens and early twenties, I was a very heavy drinker-- I could keep up with the boys. I quit drinking when I had kids. Didn't really miss it, most of the time. But my kids are grown and for some reason I've picked up some of my old habits. One night, the Malibu was gone, and, just being stupid, I posted the above line on Facebook. And then another night it was Gin. Then Vodka. Then even Coffee. I got lots of comments and "likes". Each time long elaborate stories got started, highly exaggerated, of course! Not sure why I'm even writing this, just saw that banner on Tumblr and it made me laugh. Now, if you will excuse me, I think I hear a Corona calling my name!