Jac3510 wrote:I have no doubt you are right, philip, but I have to confess that I don't get that. I was a teetotaler until my wedding day. Since then, I've come to enjoy a glass of wine on occasion or, every once in awhile, something like a Long Island or glass of Jack Daniels. I've never been drunk, but I have been slightly buzzed two times, and for me, it was a terrible feeling. I don't know why anyone would enjoy that at all. I don't like feeling dizzy, and I could clear tell that my mind was a little slower, a feeling I'm extremely familiar with as I spend a lot of time on Benadryl--that stuff doesn't just make me sleepy; it makes it so I can't even think straight.
Obviously, people do enjoy it. But people obviously enjoy the taste of beer, too, which I hate. It's just the weirdest thing for me to have to acknowledge something on the force of facts but be completely lost as to how anyone could be true from an experiential sense. I also have to admit that I have to fight off arguments with myself like, "No, they really don't enjoy it. They just say they do because they get this or that other thing out of the experience."
Meh. Drinking really is a pleasure in moderation. Drinking in excess is just awful. Sorry. Not interested.
I have no doubt you are right, philip, but I have to confess that I don't
get that. I was a vegetarian until my wedding day. Since then, I've come to enjoy a steak on occasion or, every once in awhile, a BigMac or a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken. I've never overdone it, but sometimes all that grease made me feel nauseous, and
for me, it was a terrible feeling. I don't know why anyone would enjoy that at all. I don't like feeling nauseous, and I could tell that my mind was a little slower, a feeling I'm extremely familiar with as I spend a lot of time on Benadryl -- that stuff doesn't just make me feel sleepy; it makes it so that I can't even think straight.
Obviously, people do enjoy it. But people obviously like the taste of moose, too, which I hate. It's just the weirdest thing for me to have to acknowledge something on the force of facts but be completely lost as to how anyone could be true from an experiential sense. I also have to fight off arguments with myself like, ''No, they really
don't enjoy it. They just say they do because they get this or that other thing out of the experience.''
Meh. Eating meat really is a pleasure in moderation. Eating meat in excess is just awful. Sorry. Not Interested.
Hold everything lightly. If you don't, it will hurt when God pries your fingers loose as He takes it from you. -Corrie Ten Boom
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If they had a social gospel in the days of the prodigal son, somebody would have given him a bed and a sandwich and he never would have gone home.
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