There is a phenomenon I’ve noticed that i am prone to. Its in the same family of phenomenon as beer goggles making people look more attractive, its just that mine are with ideas becoming more attractive and its possible you may have noticed how an idea that you have thought of sober suddenly becomes better after you have consumed a minimum of a few alcoholic beverages. Similarly the same phenomenon can be attributed to when you have consumed more than a few drinks, really bad ideas become great ideas too and its not limited to whether they extend to suddenly thinking your very attractive to members of the opposite sex, grand business get rich schemes or licking the ice on the freezer door. The alcohol makes them seem better ideas than they are whether it be from a practical perspective or the harsh light of reality, a similarity that is again shared with the sometimes unfortuate consequences of beer goggles and the desires the next morning of millions to be chewing off their own arm instead of waking the person lying on their arm.

Its at this time that I make a couple of confessions. Yes I did drink a fair bit last night. No I didn’t try picking up anyone and yes both my arms are attached and sans teeth marks.

I’ve been known to be at times a little vulnerable to the beer goggle effect of ideas, usually with the ideas in my head from when i have been sober taking on bigger and better scale when at the end of the day they probably are either not that great an idea or impractical based on my level of motivation. For the record I am yet to lick a freezer door and even drunk i have accepted the idea that i am not attractive to members of the opposite sex. Ok maybe not completely but perhaps with time and more rejections it might just sink in. Possibly. Not.

Yesterday was the last day of work before the christmas break and we finished at around 3 pm yesterday to have a few beers and socialise with workmates. The beer ran out and the directors fridge was covertly raided for extra supplies and then the laws of gravity dictated that when we headed out the front door we would naturally drift downhill all the way to the pub for more alcohol. All of which caused the phenomenon of earlier ideas growing in importance and stature in my brain as I stood there with a can of draught in each hand (long wait to get replacement beers) watching the world go by and enjoying the company of friends. All the time the ideas expanded and grow in stature, even when the busty blonde in the red dress went by although admitedly different ideas did cross my mind briefly until she got closer and I realised just how much she was mutton masquerading as lamb.

In the end I got home and sat down on the sofa with my trusty long suffering notebook and pen scribing down my ideas that expanded in my brain. Looking back today they aren’t such a bad idea, a little inpractical and time consuming and it would work just fine. Its just a shame that in my haste to get started on the idea, I bought the domain name. Really should have waited until today and the sober light of today. Ooops.