(May 9, 2014 at 3:33 pm)c172 Wrote: I've never gone crazy with the alcohol. I like various things. Mostly a nice dry white wine.
But to attempt to answer the question, I was at a Humanist meeting where we mourned the loss of Hitchens, and didso with Johnnie Walker Black. I held it in my mouth a bit too long, and my eyes got all big. Then I choked it down. Kind of embarrassing.
The breakfast of champions is what hitchens called it
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
