Day 40 – Crème Sober

Forty days and forty nights, a milestone reached I think. Thirty nine days ago, Day two was also a milestone. That rambling was titled ‘The Hangover’ and I vividly remember the considerable pain my head was causing me as I wrote my sixpence worth. Today is no different.

Last night, once again, I morphed into my alter ego, a handsome, charming, intelligent and effervescent all round good guy.  Due to having slept ‘til midday, voting in the elections and attending a work meeting, on a public holiday no less, now that’s what you call commitment, I have not been able to write this until now, about 7pm. I don’t honestly think that I could have written this earlier. I would hazard a guess and say that not even spellchecker would have been able to make heads or tails of my writing. As it is, it is battling even now. In fact, where it normally says ‘add to dictionary’ it now says ‘return to school, retard’. But maybe that’s just my eyes playing up?

At the meeting earlier I needed sugar so ordered a Crème Soda – I could have sworn it said Crème Sober on the can. Again, I think I should get my eyes checked. Tomorrow I will be better, my liver shall be recovering, my head will be clear. My alter ego has already departed and in fact has been banished, for good I think. He should not return, he is too young minded for this old bastard. Although he is clever and personable, and brandy strong, he can also be a problem. Because people who meet him remember him too and often confuse me with him. I mean really, can’t they see the difference when they meet me during the day. I am not him, he is not my twin and we are not joined at the hip! And I don’t see him everyday!

Told you this blogging thing was the poor mans alternative to therapy.

I have been quite critical of certain things and places in these musings over the days. I am the type that says it as I see it so if its rubbish I will say so. I am accused of negativity because of this but it’s only my opinion and yours may be different. That’s cool, I accept that. I’m also the type that believes that if credit is due it should be given. Once again it’s my opinion and it may differ from yours. Now, you will know from my blabbering that my work back ground is in hospitality and specifically in night clubs for the past ten years. You will also know that a few months ago I sold my share in my last business, a night club, to my mate, Peter.

I visited him last night, for a number of reason but essentially to give some support… and wow! The effort that he has put in, along with his crew is something to behold. This is a business that has done a complete turn around from what it was to what it is. Unfortunately not many of his target market in ‘texas will consciously recognise the effort. (His competitors will no doubt whine but hey, that’s what it’s all about.) Eventually the effort that has been applied will be recognized and say what you want you are more likely to support people who give you more for your money. Much better than what it was when I had it. More sophisticated, more slick, better.

There is a certain intangible energy that is required in night clubs and that is what stands some clubs apart from others. If Peter can replicate the energy at Playaz that was so abundant last night he will have a winning formula. Bloody well done to him and all involved.

What do they say? If it’s too loud you’re too old. It’s all starting to make sense now.

Until tomorrow….I really can’t write anymore.