I drink a lot. I drink vodka every morning that my gut feels sour. And my gut always feels sour. This morning was no different except that I took Rod Stewart out to breakfast. Rod’s all spit and no balls these days. He kept winking at me and asking me to cut his steak. He kept giggling and shoving eggs in my face…. I just sucked on my mimosa thinking, ” Dio Scherzo! Even alcoholism has an ugly side.”