For those of you that are new to the Log, the early 90's was a pretty rough time period in my life. I was in my early 20's and doing a lot of drinking, drugs and other anti-social behaviors. I was a real miscreant. Don't get me wrong, I had some very wonderful experiences with Acid, but by the end of a very quick run, the life style that I was leading was getting the best of me.
I wound up spending my 21st birthday in a rehab. Can you believe that? Fun loving, beer guzzling Captain Corky not in a bar on his 21st birthday? Yep, life is funny like that. In rehab I spent a lot of time analyzing my behaviors of the past and trying to get to the route cause of why I was using drugs and destroying my life. I wound up staying sober for four years but I never came up with any answers. My life improved a bit, but I still felt very empty inside (therapy terminology). I was lost.
Then one late Summer day sometime during the mid 90's, I was out in a farm in western Maryland with some good friends, and I held aloft a mighty beer can, poured it down my throat, and cried out "By the power of Budweiser", and I was magically transformed into Captain Corky. Born again! Given the choice between feeling dead, and sober the rest of my life or being a drunken slob, and feeling alive, I'll take the liquor every time. But still I didn't have answers to my question.
It's now 1o years later, and let's just say that I have found my answers, and not through the church, a 12 step program, or a Tom Cruise controlled cult. If you are a person who has found your answers through a 12 step program or Church and god, than I am very happy for you. If you've found your answers through a Tom Crusie controlled Cult then your a schmuck!
I've omitted 10 years of testimony from this post in order to keep it shorter. Plus there are lots of elements to that part of my life that I have not yet explored in great detail on this blog. I'm going to save that stuff for a rainy day or as the NFL
likes to call it, the off season.
The reason there's pictures of Quarterbacks in this post is because I use them as mile markers for the road map of my life (Corny, I know).
PS. I watched the Bills lose four Super Bowls in a row. Very painful. It still hurts today. In 2000 I moved to Louisville KY, which is only 2 hours from Indianapolis, and I've been watching the Colts week in and week out ever since. This is Peyton's year. I'm reliving my Bills experience vicariously through the Colts. I won't be fooled again. Gulp!
PPS. For all you NFC fans check out this post I wrote before the season started about the Saints.
I wound up spending my 21st birthday in a rehab. Can you believe that? Fun loving, beer guzzling Captain Corky not in a bar on his 21st birthday? Yep, life is funny like that. In rehab I spent a lot of time analyzing my behaviors of the past and trying to get to the route cause of why I was using drugs and destroying my life. I wound up staying sober for four years but I never came up with any answers. My life improved a bit, but I still felt very empty inside (therapy terminology). I was lost.
Then one late Summer day sometime during the mid 90's, I was out in a farm in western Maryland with some good friends, and I held aloft a mighty beer can, poured it down my throat, and cried out "By the power of Budweiser", and I was magically transformed into Captain Corky. Born again! Given the choice between feeling dead, and sober the rest of my life or being a drunken slob, and feeling alive, I'll take the liquor every time. But still I didn't have answers to my question.
It's now 1o years later, and let's just say that I have found my answers, and not through the church, a 12 step program, or a Tom Cruise controlled cult. If you are a person who has found your answers through a 12 step program or Church and god, than I am very happy for you. If you've found your answers through a Tom Crusie controlled Cult then your a schmuck!
I've omitted 10 years of testimony from this post in order to keep it shorter. Plus there are lots of elements to that part of my life that I have not yet explored in great detail on this blog. I'm going to save that stuff for a rainy day or as the NFL
likes to call it, the off season.The reason there's pictures of Quarterbacks in this post is because I use them as mile markers for the road map of my life (Corny, I know).
PS. I watched the Bills lose four Super Bowls in a row. Very painful. It still hurts today. In 2000 I moved to Louisville KY, which is only 2 hours from Indianapolis, and I've been watching the Colts week in and week out ever since. This is Peyton's year. I'm reliving my Bills experience vicariously through the Colts. I won't be fooled again. Gulp!
PPS. For all you NFC fans check out this post I wrote before the season started about the Saints.
