If you can find a central theme to today's post, you win a prize.

This isn't really the best thing I have written lately, but for some reason I needed to break the ice.  The last time I posted, I was coping with the death of a friend.  I was encouraged to share this post here, as it was not deemed appropriate for another avenue.

To preface, I don't drink for reasons I am not going to get into, and have not for quite some time.  And my ego is recovering from a series of, well, unfortunate events from which I have emerged skeptical about my decision-making skills.  It was recently pointed out to me that my decisions were not really to blame, but that sometimes things just don't freaking work out the way you thought they would.  Blame it on the rain, blame it on Milli Vanilli, blame it on drinking, blame it on sobriety, on genealogy or biology or Miley Cyrus.  But after the blaming is said and done, you still have to do something about the stupid thing you were avoiding looking at in the first place.

So now, I come to you from a better, more confident place, and I am here to warn you:  My writing has, up until this point, been punctuated with vagueness.  I was trying to work through something, folks, but it's over now and you will be subjected to the leftover slough-off of a few years of uncertainty.

Translation?  I thought I had some stuff figured out.  I turned out to be wrong, but in finding out how wrong I was, I learned some things that have lit up my life like a mall Christmas tree.  So, thanks to something going remarkably badly, I have this amazing clean slate.  I will now be writing without holding back, for any reason.
I don't know what the hell that is going to look like, so I can't really properly warn you.

First, read the article listed at the end of this rant.  Laugh.  You will, whether you are a drinker or not, whether you are pissy about something today or not.  Realize that in the end, I promise, we are all making mistakes at about the same rate of a bunch per day, drinking or not.

Cracking up. In defense of it all, here's a note about #6.( "How are you doing this right now sober?" ) To those who have said this to me, I will say that you may have been 100% valid at the moment, as I have done some things sober that a drunk person would not even do. So, to round it all out, just because I don't drink doesn't mean I haven't been a spectacular mess at times, making people wonder, well, if she's not drunk, is she just, what, an idiot? But in my defense, I was occasionally an idiot when I was drunk. I also had flashes of brilliance when drinking, but they were just too damned unpredictable. I make mistakes without drinking; the trick is I remember them all, which has it's pros and cons. I love you, whether you drink or not. And if you have met me, you already know that lack of alcohol in my life has not made me any less fun, nor any less human, nor at times any less of an ass.

http://www.esquire.com/blogs/food-for-men/things-not-to-say-to-a-sober-person?src=soc_fcbks