Thank you Plutarch, it is largely you who gives me occasion to drink.

Take right now for instance... I am sober and as dry as a...uh...judge, and I find your short poem above tightly written with gentle wit and textbook rhyme.

But with you I can't be sure that within those seemingly innocuous lines are not deep messages of import, messages for the human spirit about revealed meanings of man and his soul.

I think deeper when I drink; so thank you for your kind and generous obscurity.