Oh...I didn't mean "every day above ground," in a life or death context...just that a statistically significant number of "nights out," finished up in the basements of Mexican whorehouses.
I once came to in a fast food restaurant and found out I'd been working there for three years and was married to the cashier...;-)
Then I repeat with minor modification: Why you are not pushing daisies is a miracle. LOL
Ooops, sowwy, that was my fault! :-) How's she doing?