I got off work. Long day. I went to the gym and hit it hard to make up for being a lazy, junk-food snarfing lay-about. It's humid out, I have the day off tomorrow, and all I can think is how great it would be to take a cold six pack home and enjoy some Miller Time (but not actually with Miler, with a good beer). Well, I wasn't sure what the booze buying laws are here in my new home state, since liquor is sold through the state and beer/wine goes through private stores. I go to Safeway, get chips and a sixer. The guy tells me no beer sales after midnight. I don't give him a hard time of it; he's just ding his job. But inwardly, I'm crushed. I really want a cold, refreshing beer and I can't buy one.
Why can't a grown man, responsible taxpayer, buy a got-damned six pack of beer in the United States of 'Murica at 2 in the morning? Fug that noise. If my grocery store is open 24/7, then make with the cold suds 24/7. It's probably less dangerous to sell to people at 2 am then 2 pm. Where the jolly hell am I going to go except straight home with my beer? Why not beer sales 24/7? This isn't the Soviet Union for fook's sake. I mean, I've got some Dickel #12 to go along with my Red Hot Mojo chips, but it isn't the same. Sorry to go on, but screw all this alcohol restriction noise. Fuggin' state and local governments who take three months to fill a damn pot hole are going to deprive me of delicious beer because it's too late? That is bunk of the highest order. And no I'm not drunk. Just tired of being deprived of the finer things in life because some puritanical wet blankets passed a law 100 years ago and no one has the sack to change it. Maybe I'll run for state assembly. On the booze ticket. I know I'll get the Irish vote. Thanks for listening. Please return to your regularly scheduled program.
