I usually don’t drink, but during a hearty Korean dinner somewhere along Kimberly Street today, a tiny little glass of lemon shochu felt just right, and it tasted so much like lemonade that I had quite a few refills … so anyway I got a bit flushed (okay, I turned that peculiar shade called “flaming red”) and am now recovering from a headache. Got a bit ‘happy’ too. Did I get drunk?! Anyway, it was fun while it lasted. Still remember days of drinking beer in university, being all pseudo-philosophical while nursing a mug of grog. Yeah, that lasted.