Day 15: ducks gotta fly
I’m abandoning the 30-day no drinking 16-hour fasting blog title, continuing the 30-day of no drinking with no drinking meaning one or two bottles of beer a night. I had two beer last night. Who’s counting?
Beer as far as I’m concerned is not drinking. It might be a gateway beverage but that’s it. In most countries you can have a beer walking down a sidewalk. I had students in my adult ESL classes in Taiwan bring in a can of beer.
“If you are going to drink beer in my classroom”, I’d say, “bring one for me next time”.
I’m 15 days in and I feel great.
It was a hot sunny day. I went over to the bungalow bnb and cut the front. It was full of dandelions. We have a grandma from OZ staying there for a week. She asked me to fix the hinges on the side door so after the lawn, I went home and got my tool box.
She told me that she is moving to Canada to be near to her son’s family. And it’s too damn hot in Australia.
Weather, no one likes it, no matter what it is.
It’s raining today, which I like.
I went home and cleaned out the shed. There was a lone duck floating around in the pool – a male mallard. I disturbed him when I came near with the patio furniture. He flew straight up and over the house.
Today’s insight: It’s hard to be satisfied when we know there is something better.
Day16: the last Heineken
Today I have to take the front porch apart. The railings are rotted out so it won’t take me long. I will have to put a tarp down inside the SUV and then load it all to the dump. It’s a nice day for it. The sky is bird-egg blue, cloudless.
No chance of meatballs.
I have two recycle bins of bottles and cans that I will take to the beer store and then buy a 12 of a light, easy-drinking beer. Something cool and refreshing.
I had one beer last night. The last Heineken.
I’ve decided that I like all beer. It really is the perfect drink. It’s drank around the world. I don’t know a country that does not have its own beer. Of course some is better than others — Israeli beer is the worst, almost guaranteed to give a guy a headache. The beer in China and Hong Kong they tell made up stories about, creating a rich but fake history. In Vietnam, by contrast, they say right on the label, “Since 1991”. I appreciate that.
Today’s insight: a lot of life is just maintenance
Day 17: for relaxing times, make it Suntory time
I had two Sapporo, which is the oldest brand of beer in Japan, founded 1886. Then I went for a long walk. It was such a nice night.
For a short but sweet while, I worked in Taiwan for Ogilvy and Mather (the best advertising company in the world). One of my clients was Suntory Whiskey, which as an aside may be one of the reasons that my favourite movies is Lost in Translation. But that’s another story.
Long story short, the Taiwan booze ’n smokes monopoly worked out a deal with WTO (world trade organization) to protect it’s terrible but burgeoning booze biz. The deal was that foreign companies entering the market could advertise their product for one year only, supposedly to gain a foothold, exposure, awareness. I don’t know I wasn’t at that meeting.
I was though responsible for several Suntory campaigns and that was fun, more fun than starting a Jazz band.
Today’s insight: the Japanese have a short history of taking something good and making it better.