By Greg Moody
Hello, my name is Greg.
And I am an addict.
It’s not any of the classic addictions, though it certainly feels that way at times.
I can only drink so much so often before making myself sick, yet everyone thinks that I drink far more than I really do, as I prattle on about needing a shot, a pop, a snootful, but it never really happens. I haven’t been really drunk for at least 20 years, except for the night I got fired and drank two bottles of champagne before straining them both through my nose.