I Need Five Cases. Stat!
Even though I loathe the hangover, it is a blessing.
[D]iscussions [about hangovers] concentrate exclusively on physical manifestations, as if one were treating a mere illness. They omit altogether the psychological, moral, emotional, spiritual aspects: all that vast, vague, awful, shimmering metaphysical superstructure that makes the hangover a (fortunately) unique route to self-knowledge and self-realization. Kingsley Amis
Gethsemani Monastery is Just a Few Miles Away
I fear this upscale place might be more my spiritual pace.
Similar Question: How Can Urine be Used in Beer?
The answer to both: Beats me, but both merit a slot in one of Dante's circles.
I Vouch for Empress 1908
She's a Fine Lady.
Hope for Humanity: There are Apparently Numerous Bourbon Podcasts
They're Going to Get Us Drunk and Take Back Texas!
Drinking to the Man with the Big Nose
This might be the lamest "Reason to Drink" entry I've seen, but it's kind of interesting.
In his day Cyrano was a man of no small renown in libertine Paris. He was a well-regarded novelist and playwright, not to mention a highly active and capable duelist. And a fantastic drunkard. He spent all his free time drinking, whoring, gambling, running up huge debts he had no intention of repaying, and, as previously mentioned, getting in duels, none of which he lost, even when he showed up rip-roaring drunk.