Rule 3. If you ever need a reason to drink, remember that you’re alive and going to die. Try to get so many kicks in that when it’s time to take that long nap you’ll lay down and say, “Thank God.” Or as the good Dr. Hunter S. Thompson put it, “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
