Police – Want Sobriety? Quit Drinking.

I Almost Didn’t Make It To My Car.

My legs started to buckle about 20 feet from my car. My car was the only car in the entire parking lot when I’d first arrived, and I’d parked it in a spot closest to the front door next to the handicapped parking. When I left the store, a cop car sat parked in theContinue reading “I Almost Didn’t Make It To My Car.”

Intoxicated?

I passed this guy on my walk near the river the other day. He hadn’t even bothered to move his bike off the path. When I approached him, I noticed he was only sleeping – not wounded or dying. My guess – he was lucky enough to pass out on the grass rather than fallingContinue reading “Intoxicated?”

Busted – Again pt 3

Continued from 3 August 2020 The following is an excerpt from my book Saturation. I studied my handcuffs as we drove away. They were heavy and cumbersome, which made dialing and holding my cell phone awkward. Calling Dad was no easy feat, but I managed. “Hello?” He answered on the first ring. “Hey, Dad! I’mContinue reading “Busted – Again pt 3”

Busted – Again pt 2

Continued from 2 August 2020 The following is an excerpt from my book, Saturation. I was well aware of the irony in feeling that I was escaping something monumental as I sat handcuffed in the back of a police car on my way to jail for the 2nd time in just over a month. Fortunately,Continue reading “Busted – Again pt 2”

Busted – Again

The following is an excerpt from my memoir, Saturation. When the police arrived, I didn’t wait for them to come into the house. I gave Dick a five-minute head start while I smoked a cigarette and finished my drink. Then I walked outside barefoot with my cell phone and introduced myself to the four police officersContinue reading “Busted – Again”