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More proof that neo-neocon is no fun at all: on being a nondrinker — 25 Comments

  1. I stopped drinking because my pancreas couldn’t take it anymore and my doctor told me to stop. I was ready. And it didn’t take too long for me to discover that I could have as much fun/be as much fun without the comfort of a drink. Although I will admit to getting bored a little before my wife and our friends want to go home…

  2. Well I guess, as fully-crashed alcoholics say, “You’ve just had your share.”

  3. I used to drink a large glass of red wine every evening. I felt quite relaxed by the end of the glass. Over time however I stopped feeling relaxed and mainly just got a headache. Wine, beer, whatever, they all give me a headache now, so I don’t drink. Bummer.

  4. I spent 2.5 years in voluntary AA/NA meetings and discovered that I don’t have a problem with intoxicating substances, but a big problem with the relationships involved with these things; I almost never buy beer, or wine, or anything harder, and generally 2 beers and I’m simply full, as in why would I want to consume most liquid? As for other intoxicants; from smokable or drinkable — it’s a rare and far between blue moon, I’m just to busy having fun doing other things; I think it speaks to many but it’s the relationships that are poisonous.

  5. Through my twenties and thirtie’s, I had gone through periods of drinking where I was probably a full-blown alcoholic.

    Then, somewhere in my forties I cut down to an occasional beer with whatever it went best with, and that’s where I am now.

    I can’t claim any victory of will power; I think I reached a point where my body just got tired of it.

  6. I have never liked alcohol. I just don’t like the taste. I attempted on many occasions to try to force myself to like it — I went an entire year actually making myself try to drink on social occasions. The most I could manage to get down was one drink.

    Alcohol also doesn’t really give me a pleasant sensation or effect. I feel a little more voluble but also slightly nauseated. I finally conclude alcohol just wasn’t for me. I will take sip or two, but that’s it.

  7. Vodka is nearly tasteless and featureless
    That’s why it’s my drink of choice. Matches my sense of humor and DBA techie personality.

  8. I have always enjoyed the flavor of alcohol (good wine, good beer, cheap gin) but I have never been able to have more that 1-2 glasses a night, even in college. I think that some part of my brain does not like the feeling that alcohol produces and it cuts me off.

    As the grandson and great grandson of alcholics, I have always regarded this as a feature, not a bug.

  9. Whether you drink or not is not an issue as long as you have the will power to stop or resist. Then there are a lot of folks who don’t and end up over-indulging in it. That spells doom to self and others around you. I have a friend who does not like the taste of alcohol, but when he drinks, he likes to binge drink. I don’t understand that. If I don’t like something, I will never do it. No matter who is around me.

    But kudos to you neo that you have been able to stay away from it. It is quite remarkable.

  10. But, but, but, sputter……..To contradict your joshing claim to be no fun, you can still have loads of fun with alcohol Neo-Neocon.

    Just make a hearty Chicken Tettrazini with a good Sherry or a BÅ“uf Bourguignon with a decent Pinto Noir.

    Bananes Flambee must have rum. Crepes Suzette isn’t without a Cognac et Grand Marnier.

  11. Alcohol as a beverage is really weird if you think about it. Exactly who was the first guy who decided to try drinking a flammable liquid?

  12. You are very fortunate to have those genes, Neo.

    I was, at one point in my life, a very heavy drinker. Maybe even an alcoholic, although alcoholics are not supposed to be able to quit.

    I quit drinking, but I’ve never been totally free of the craving for my drink of choice. In the evening, before dinner, a vodka martini was my drink. And one was never enough. Four were always too many. The hangovers were ferocious, and, in the end, not worth it. The desire to wake up feeling halfway human still overcomes the desire to have that soothing, smooth vodka martini or four. What a blessing to be able to drink just one and call it good.

    Life is full of such conundrums.

  13. I’m in the same boat as Mitsu, I cannot stand the taste/flavor of alcohol. I tried a bunch of types, vodka, gin, tequila, whiskey, etc. (Beer is so nasty I have to wonder how you people actually drink that stuff.) The last time I tried drinking was 20 years ago at my brother’s wedding reception. They served a sparkling white wine/champane, before dinner (for toasts). After the third sip I would start gagging at the thought of drinking more. After that, I gave up.

    I’ve been asked about my non drinking a few times at social gatherings, but they’ve always been cool with it, and it’s not like I have problems with other people drinking (go, enjoy yourself). Although, lately when people ask, I usually retort wit the joke, “I’m alergic to alcohol. Whenver I have alcohol I break out in hand cuffs.” It might be a lie, but it’s a damn funny one.

  14. SitS:
    Try Kirin, if you really want to find a beer that’s drinkable– I got started on it and can now manage even cheep beer.

    I like alcohol, the bite of it– the ones that are painful, not my style.

    Thankfully, I have my Elfie, who can counter-act my somewhat lack of judgment. -.-

  15. I know exactly what you mean by your body and mind saying, “No.” These days, somewhat to my regret, there are times I would really like to get blasted, or at least get a decent buzz on, but after a couple I simply can not drink anymore alcohol. My body says I have had enough.

    As an undergrad I drank like a fish. Partly it was a point of pride to drink someone else under the table, partly it was a fun thing to do with friends, partly I just wanted to see how blasted I could get. As the years went by I drank less and less. I don’t miss it too much. What I miss is some of the feelings I would get, like how good a cold beer felt slipping down my throat on a hot summer night and how easily and quickly three or four more would go down. But that was a long time ago. Now a couple of glasses of beer or good wine is enough. I used to love mixed drinks but have not had any for ages.

  16. I don’t drink either. I don’t like the taste of liquor by itself, but I like it all right in cooking. I’m going to make an amaretto cheesecake this weekend.

    I don’t mind being around drinkers at all, but I can’t stand it when they get drunk and obnoxious.

  17. I think I’m in the wrong blog. Set a pint of Smithwick’s (or Guiness, or Sam Adams) in front of me, and keep ’em coming. Pretty much anything except Jagermeister, grain alcohol and gin.

    And red bull, but that’s a seperate issue. Oh, and that bath tub punch you described in college as being rumored as grain alcohol? it was grain alcohol. Nothing rumored about it. Nasty, nasty stuff.

  18. Neo, you described exactly what happened to me and the cigarettes.
    Being a social smoker (up to a pack a day, never more), but a regular smoker, up until got pregnant with my son. Didn’t make any conscious decisions, didn’t even fight it – my body just rejected the taste/smell/high etc. Felt nauseated even near someone smoking. Lasted for about 20 yrs. I do share a cigarette break nowm on occasion, when in appropriate company. But a pack of cigs lasts me about 8 months.

  19. I don’t drink. I just don’t enjoy it, though beer and pizza do seem to go togher. The unusual thing is that when people find out you don’t drink, it takes them a bit to adjust. I don’t know if its becuase they think you might be an alcoholic or that your abstance is adjudgement (it is not) but they just act strange. go figure.

  20. Way to go Neo! You get a score +1. I think I’ve only ever given you two points though, so you’re still a bit back in the negatives… It’s ok. You can work on it.

  21. A man comes home from the bar, late as usual. He sneaks inside through the back door, but he’s confronted by his wife standing in the middle of the kitchen. Seeing the drunken mess that is her husband she exclaims, “Hmpf! Well, two can play this game!” and reaches into the top cupboard, pulls out a bottle of whiskey and begins to chug it down.

    After about a second and a half the woman drops the bottle, spits the whiskey all over the kitchen and makes a mad dash for the sink while her drunken husband laughs hysterically. After the woman pulls her face away from the sink, her husband says in a slurred voice, “And you thought that I was enjoying myself.”

  22. No, I knew I had not indulged to excess, and that theoretically I could continue without any problem. I didn’t feel the least bit sick. But I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, and I hadn’t a clue why.

    Some people have that kind of biofeedback loop in which the body actually starts telling you, by signals, that you are doing too much of something.

    I know this, cause I’m the same way. Except I’m that way with everything. Every food, including sweats and coffee and drugs and any other foreign thing that one might ingest, digest, inject, etc.

  23. And it usually happens, Neo, right after you get way too much of something. Your drinking too much perhaps triggered something.

    I can’t stand salt, but my tolerance for sugar is much higher, but it is still capped at the end at some level. Chocolates and other things start tasting differently once I near my cap.

  24. I used to drink years ago. Somehow, I lost the taste for it, although I will have a beer or two on my birthday, a couple during the holidays when with others.

    However, Breyers Vanilla Bean Speck ice cream is dangerous when bathed in chocolate syrup, or with freshly brewed Columbian coffee poured over it.

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