Drinking Again · 1:14am Feb 28th, 2015
The first drink was just a simple toast of rum to the dearly departed Mr. Nimoy, a pirate's farewell to a good man.
After that, however, I'm drinking to follow the sagely advice of a master of our craft, Ernest Hemmingway:
Write drunk; edit sober.
So, yep. Those are my evening plans.
Fuck. I didn't even know he was dead.
Now I need a drink.
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My thoughts precisely. I found out this afternoon and had pretty much the same reaction.