My father quit drinking by use of a simple formula. He bought beer only with the money he saved from recycling the aluminum Coors Light cans he emptied by drinking. At 19 cents a pound for recycled cans, it was the Reservation Law of Diminishing Returns.
Nobody can be alcoholic and ecological at the same time.
Little Johnny Wonder Horse lost his fingers on Independence Day when he dropped a lit M-80 firecracker into an empty Diet Pepsi and held the can until it exploded. He ran to his HUD house and tried to open the door for a full minute before he realized he couldn't turn the knob because his fingers were gone. Standing outside the Tribal Trading Post during a blizzard, there is nothing more beautiful than snow fallen onto the dark hair and braids of these Spokane Indians, nothing more beautiful than snow fallen onto the stray dogs and beer cans still on the sidewalk. If I light a fire in the dumpster, everything will change, transform, reinvent itself. If I light a fire in the dumpster, the Indians will dance, will forget the cold, will dance and forget the cold.