G.M. Ford

Where__ Nadine?_ __he went out for a walk the other day and didn__ come back._ __eally._ I tried to sound surprised. __o sweat,_ he said. __ussy may well be the only true renewable resource, Leo. I__e got another one lined up for when I get back._ I had to admire a man with that kind of insight and planning.

Buddy eyed me closely. His eyes were filigreed with red. I watched as he went through one of those instantaneous mood swings that only drunks and menstruating women can manage.

These guys had names for every conceivable drinking situation. They liked to have a little eye-opener to get themselves going in the morning, a midmorning bracer before attempting anything serious, a few modest cocktails at lunch, followed by the obligatory afternoon pick-me-up, which segued neatly right into happy hour and ended with a little one just to help them sleep. For purely medicinal purposes, of course.