Goodbye Three Rivers, February 11, 2001

Below is a small section of my documentation of the worst years of my life.  Only months before all hell officially broke loose, our farewell to Three Rivers Stadium was hugely significant for me. Weekend of February 11th 2001 (written February 2006) While I didn’t come out and say anything until this writing, this was…

Here we go

Good morning! You may have seen from yesterday’s post that the day had me wound up about every little thing. As expected though, at 6:28 and three coffees in, its just fine. I do honestly wonder if Carnival is for me these days. They seem to cater their product to first timers and young people….


I think a good reason for cruising more frequently than twice a year would be to lessen these first day grumpies. Bitch, bitch, bitch. All day long. I admit it. Countless little things have irritated me to no end today. At one point I even came to the conclusion Carnival just wasn’t for me anymore….

Why I don’t do AFC Championships

January 15, 1995 Chargers 17 Steelers 14 We had only had our season tickets since 92, Bill Cowher’s first year. This was to be the first super bowl of my generation’s Steelers. It was unseasonably warm that day and Dad and I tailgated as usual. In anticipation of an easy victory, I packed a bottle of…

Goodbye Presley

I knew this day would come but I still wasn’t ready for it. My pug, Presley, passed away this morning at home. She was 15. To say that she was a lifesaver for me is not an exaggeration. A friend from work offered her to us in April of 2002. In late 2001 I had…


The bulk of my story as written to date chronicles my rapid decline from social drinker to miserable alcoholic. It was written over several years as I desperately tried to devote my time, energy, and life to the Christian God because I believed it would be through him that I would find peace and sobriety….