This week's Bar Tab column found me admitting to something I'd frowned upon here. It's not easy coming clean. But I did, just for you, dear reader. Here's a snippet:
Sal (glaring): Goddamn it, Wade, keep that down.
Me (giggling): My bad. Want some?
Sal (shaking his head): No.
I had killed the bottle and was feeling frisky by the time we parked on Davis Islands. "I'm going to make a spectacle of myself tonight," I told Sal.
"I know," he responded.
Click here to read "Midnight confession: Wade comes clean."
This article appears in Aug 6-12, 2008.