pj o’rourke
THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT THE FIRST TIME
(second time I did it on my own...)
It’s isn’t always easy to pinpoint the moment a session turns into a bender. The American writer P.J. O’Rourke reckons its when he finds himself carrying a drink (“a real drink, with ice cubes in a cocktail glass”) with him wherever he goes – to the bank, the supermarket or even into the shower. Read the rest of this entry »