Hi! My entire adult life has been a bold, wasteful misadventure, mainly as a result of excessive drinking. I have learned first-hand that ethanol, when applied as an internal disinfectant, is a powerful, broad-spectrum solvent, acting with great efficacy on jobs, friendships, relationships, bank accounts, self-respect, and countless other items. Several years ago I spent an evening in protective custody after being picked up by the Massacusetts State Police after motorists reported a man running pell-mell across Interstate 90. On the twelve-mile walk home the next day, I drank nearly a gallon of wine and was knee-walking hammered in short order. A subsequent descent into beer goggling with a Woman of Size so traumatized me that I fled to the mountains of New Mexico and hid out for a month with dear friends. Last year I experienced something of an epiphany while watching the conclusion to House episode, and understood that I was almost certainly afflicted with bipolar disorder. I began taking medication for this condition and am hopeful that managing this newly diagnosed but certainly longstanding condition will contribute mightily to my ability to remain sober. Anyway, I am truly ready to rock. And the goods haven't withered any thoughout all of this, which is a plus! Woo-hoo.