I forgot to write this on the proper day, and Liza is at work so she can’t edit it for me. Expect a typo or two. — Alex Yesterday was my sixth anniversary of not drinking. Frankly I am a little surprised that I have made it this far. Not that I want to return to torching my health, happiness, and friendships. I don’t. But I am somewhat bewildered that I am still on the wagon as I am not particularly strong, or smart.