No Coke, 7-Up
Like the late Mr. Vargas (who undoubtedly pined slowly to death from a broken heart after Easy Rider’s big coke customer killed his wife), I’ve recently switched to decaf.* I’m staying the course. Today I accidentally got a Coke from the soda machine. Pure force of habit, I unthinkingly hit the big red button. At first I thought, “Aw, hell, I’ve spent the sixty-five cents, I might as well have the Coke. Just one’s not going to kill me.” Then I thought of my official “last bottle of coke” still sitting on the high shelf in the kitchen, and I just couldn’t do it. I left the Coke on the break room table for whoever might want it and got a 7-Up instead. To tell the truth, I’m not really noticing a difference from the caffeine reduction. But at least today I don’t have to start over counting my clean and sober days.
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*If you want me to clarify this morass of film references, just ask.
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*If you want me to clarify this morass of film references, just ask.
posted by PapaDogDuvalier | 10:25 PM
1 Comments:
Okay - I get the reference to Vincent Schiavelli in Fast Times at Ridgemont High; however, you've lost me on the Easy Rider part. Please elucidate!
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