I is for imbibe: v., the act of consuming liquids

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People tend to assume I’m a coffee drinker. I suppose the profile picture I use here and on Twitter, Foursquare, LinkedIn and Facebook kind of perpetuates that notion. But I promise there was no coffee in that E mug.

Writers, and freelance writers especially, are somewhat notorious for being coffee drinkers. And I suppose as vices go, it’s almost a non-vice. Plus it contains lots of caffeine, and it’s acceptable to drink at 6:00 a.m. Still, it’s not for me. Occasionally I’ll drink a Frappuccino or some other non-coffee coffee beverage. But it’s rare, because those things are way overpriced. And, well, I don’t do my own coffee chemistry in the morning. I wake up with just enough time to shower, grab my lunch and drive to work. No time for mixing and measuring things like cream and sugar.

I’ve mentioned before that my preferred vehicle for caffeine is Throwback Mountain Dew. (Regular Mountain Dew comes in a close second, but I’m sufficiently creeped out by the prevalence of high fructose corn syrup and so I avoid it when it’s convenient to avoid it.) And so, on Dew I imbibe. I get some strange looks when I crack open a can before 10:00 a.m., but at 31 I’m pretty comfortable with who I am. I do what I want.

And what I want is to drink the favorite beverage of teenagers and stoners everywhere.

What do you drink and what does it say about you?

 

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