Of course, you drink on the job... I couldn't get up there unless I had 2 or 3 beers first. However, I suffer from panic attacks to begin with... At work I can't go to a meeting if their are more than 5 people I don't know and I have to speak... You guys can go on with your no ways and bad Idea and all that... I DJ'd in LA for 5 years and always had a few beers while doing 5 nights a week... I'm not talking hard liquor and blabbering like an idiot.. I just do it not to be afraid... And I find beer cheaper than a head shrink… $225 an hour so I can not drink while playing??? Local stores got 24-pack miller lite on special for $11.99.
Plain and simple I'm a wuss... Oh, I don’t drive when I drink… That’s what buddies are for…
Oh, one more thing... We are not talking about getting drunk and showing up on Cops TV show missing our tank top and trying to pull the jeans to hide our crack. A few beers is all.. And as an Elderly guy I see nothing wrong with that... Reflecting on the drinking issue.. I don't think I could have taken the West Covina Store from $4,000 a week to $12,000 a week if I was cowering in my shell to afraid to do stuff.
Hey, I live in Texas and these guys are born with a beer between their laps... I'm a lightweight compared to the jazz band boys down on 6th street... You guys remind me of the Baptist preacher who loved to say… “When you open a beer, you hear the hiss of the serpent.”

DJ


[This message has been edited by beachbum (edited 01-09-2004).]
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