I thought of this when I woke up this morning, but then I had too much work to do to blog it.
Drinking is my way of walking through the rooms in the mansion in my head (it looks like the one in the game Clue!) and shutting off the lights in random order. I can't possible be drunk and still carry on 15 monologues in my own head. The only real problem is I never know which monologue I'll be left with.