February 12, 2010
If I would have known what a struggle it becomes to maintain your health as you get older, perhaps I would have partied less. Or perhaps I would have partied more. The winter Olympics broadcasted their opening ceremony tonight at the Claddaugh. The smoking section was full, so Rachel gingerly sat down next to me at the bar, still wearing her professional black slacks, but this time complete with a comfy pair of white sneakers. I couldn't believe this was happening to her, neuropathy. The other patrons seemed clueless, smoking one after the other and drinking their expensive victory gin.