Couldn’t Have Said It Better Myself


When I was homeless, I used to sneak in to AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) and NA (Narcoholics Anonymous) for the free coffee and cookies. Some of the women there were pretty hot, too, especially at the meetings in Beverly Hills and Westwood.

One of the things I learned is that you get trinkets for certain periods of sobriety and cake for one year anniversaries of sobriety. Your yearly sobriety anniversary becomes your “birthday.”

No cake for Bill (or Suzy or whomever)” means you fell off the wagon and have to be born all over again. I think that’s the gist of it. I was busy in the back of the room stuffing cookies in my pockets.

All this has nothing to do with the video above (unless you’re in to allegory). It was brought on by the title of this video: “A Future for Cakes.” The guy looks like Jack Kerouac in his later years, doesn’t he!? Sounds a lot like him, too.

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