I guess the gambling counselor has a serious case of "If you have a nail, the world looks like a hammer" syndrome, tunnel vision for her cause of choice.
This.
In conclusion: addiction is hard, and deserves a lot of understanding.
Also this.
Really it was the pop culture part that killed me -- later on the same show, they had a thing about Super Bowl ads, many of which are for beer, of course.
Ah well, moving on! I think I'll go buy a six-pack and a scratch card.
Speaking of CSI (not really), if anyone watched L&O on Friday, my sister was very briefly in the first scene! She's the angry looking woman in the front row in the camouflage jacket, and there's a close-up of her shouting at the Anne Coulterish speaker right before everyone rushes the stage. (Ripped-from-the-headlines opening scenes that only tangentially affect the case don't need whitefont, right?)
Ah well, moving on! I think I'll go buy a six-pack and a scratch card.
You should also pick up a six-pack....
That said, I know you can't go into almost any grocery, convenience, liquor store around here without passing the state lottery on sale
True, but I can't think of anywhere to buy a lotto ticket that doesn't also sell beer.
I said six-pack!
Oopsie. Dunno what my brain did there....
(I haven't had my caffeine yet. But I'm not addicted. I can quit any time.)
Get two, in case the first one breaks?
The other day I saw I guy walk out of a liquor store and immediately drop his bottle of vodka, which went all smashy-poo. Without missing a beat he just turned around and walked back into the liquor store.
Timelies all!
G just left for the airport. His business trips seem to inspire mixed feelings in me. On the one hand, I miss him when he's away and the house can seem too quiet. On the other hand, I can do what I like without worrying about bothering him. Sigh...