Lohan. Sambora. Winehouse. Grigio. What do these names have in common? Rehab, that’s what. Good old fashioned rehab – short for rehabilitation.
I may not have actually been in a licensed rehab/treatment facility, but after spending several sober days in a home with four guards (aka, seniors), located directly across the street from the prison, rehab was the best word I could use to describe it. We routinely woke up early, had scheduled daily activities, every now and again one of the seniors would mention a higher power, we always stayed together, there was no alcohol in the house, and we went to bed by 11 each night. I believe Lohan, Sambora and Winehouse would agree, that is rehab, and I am rehabilitated.
Like Lohan, I came home to enjoy a nice glass of wine. Luckily, I wasn’t alone, Oreggano and Cream of Tartar were right by my side. While enjoying the dark fruit and floral notes of the wine, we caught up on community events and Predator Quest. “Aren’t you glad you came to our house?” Oreggano asked and continued, “We show you only the finest shows. Alaska State Troopers. Predator Quest. Brandy and Ray J. Knowing that you don’t watch TV, we want to make sure you see the best TV has to offer when you’re over here.” “Thank you. I appreciate that,” I replied. I typically only pair wine with me, but I found it paired quite well with Predator Quest.
Towards the end of the show, Les was donning a very elaborate fur hat and making some amazing calls which resulted in him catching another coyote (his pronunciation: ki-yot). “What is he going to do with that coyote?” I asked. “Make another hat, of course,” Cream of Tartar replied.
Once the show ended, I thanked them for the wine, enlightenment and sponsorship and then headed home in hopes of a nice house arrest party.