JC: But no big party!
RN: Nope, I don’t even drink anymore.
JC: No beers? (Gasping and looking towards the wardrobe where I had just hidden about sixty empty bottles)
RN: No beers, I have not had a beer in years. I drink non-alcoholic beer!
JC: (still sweating) Why?
RN: Just to have one more chip on the good side instead of the bad side! I figure I need all the help I can get. I wasn’t much of a drinker anyways. I never drunk hard alcohol unless Bjorn Dunkerbeck tied me to a chair and poured it down my throat. Which he did on occasion! (Laughs). It just got to the point where I did not want to drink anymore. Having a little kid and not being that young, I figured as well that health wise and image wise for her and for everything it was better to stay on a level keel 24/7 instead of getting to 5p slugging a beer and switching to a different channel. Just one or two beers make a difference. Even things like my cars; I didn’t want to get to the end of the day and not be able to play with my cars. Once I had one beer I would not go out and drive. I am not going to my barn and tinker with them I am not going to anything after beer.
Now at 9 p.m. if I decide I want to go take my Porsche for a drive, or at midnight on a Saturday. I can do it. I know if I get pulled over or whatever I will read zero point zero zero on a breath test. For me it has been really good about balancing out all the obligations and responsibilities I have and my aspirations to wake up every morning fresh headed every day. The way my life works, I don’t get to the end of the day and turn it off. My phone might ring at 11 p.m. and it is some decision that I have to make that is super critical and to do that on three beers would be not smart. I just figured what the hell and I stopped drinking three or four years ago. I feel really good as a result, mentally and physically. I don’t feel like I am missing out on anything at all.