well if we stay out all night smoking and drinking and talking i think maybe we   could figure out how to level out the playing field for people like you and me   and the guys at the end of the bar who down   glass after glass without making a sound   and think about giving up finding   their place in this world.   i get a call from a girl who was throwing a show. she said she had to cancel it due   to medical costs she incurred after drinking more than her body could take.   she said, "my hand still hurts from where they used the IV,   but other than that, i don't feel much of anything.    and i'm sorry but we'll set up something   for some other time."   i think it was laura and i who were talking about how everything important we do   we do with our hands- how we reach, how we hold, how we break, how we feel, how we move,   how we toss a few back just to handle the pain   from the place where technology entered the vein   in a sad attempt to keep us alive   and it's all pretty much the same hand that we're dealt   and it's all pretty much the same hand that we've held   and it's all pretty much the same hand that we dealt   we'll set up something else for some other time.