Lent. Lent. Lent.

Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. The 47 days (According to Leta, and who am I to disagree?) for which we give up something that stands in the way between us and God. It could be a vice, a habit, a particular crutch, something appropriate that isn't just a facet of your new diet.

I've given the matter a reasonable amount of thought. I can't give up coffee. I'm not strong enough, nor do I get enough sleep to get by without it. I can give up beer, though. Beer and alcohol in general. No more for Casey.

I do love beer. And I love me some whiskey. Which is why I'm forsaking 'em both and anything else that drips down from the tree of fermentation. Now, If Lent were in the warm-to-hot summer months, giving up ice-cold brew would be a much greater challenge, I assure you.

Anyway. There you have it. I wonder if rentals of 40 Days and 40 Nights will increase over the next few weeks. Just a thought.