As I sit here on the eve of my 35th birthday, I see a few things that are Alanis-ly funny…
- I watched the first installment of Ken Burns’ "Prohibition" documentary. Generally watching anything having to do with imbibing in a particular drug or vice I like to do that vice such as heroin or crack cocaine. Although this night the crackhead decided to stay at home, indoors, and away from the upcoming storm. Plus, it’s been 2 years and 8 months since my last drink and since alcohol prohibition has such a stronghold on me personally, I decided to watch it in the fullest sobriety I know of… (minus a few halves of legal heroin, Vicodin.)
- When the first installment was done I decided to watch the final innings of game 7 of the world series. A baseball fan I am not, I am though a fan of a band from St. Louis called "Pokey Lafarge and the South City Three", so I was pulling for St. Louis, even though these are the only full innings of baseball I have seen all season. The odd part you ask? They were playing at Busch stadium. After just watching a documentary on prohibition, I am watching a game in a stadium named for beer. As I texted with a friend, "mymymy how times have changed".
Don’t you think?
100 years from now it will be a stadium named after cannabis.
