The best way not to get caught is not to do it...plain and simple. If you continue to drink and drive, it's not a matter of if you'll get caught, but when.
I literally did it thousands of times and my luck ran out 4 1/2 years ago. Haven't touched a drop since without the help of AA. Spending one night in the Dekalb County Detention Center in Atlanta was one too many times for me.
PLEASE BE CAREFUL! It's not worth the risk folks!

This reads like you had one to many.

...which could easily mean you were also driving 10 to 15 MPH over the speed limit.

I'm not preaching here cause I still like to hoist a few and I've been there and done that with drinking and driving...but I've learned some lessons and the number one lesson I'd like to share with you ... is that its not about YOU having fun, than driving drunk and and maybe getting killed. It's the TRAGIC possibility of killing someone else;perhaps wipeing out an entire INNOCENT defenseless family by your INACCURATE drunk driving.

A harsh lesson but real!

Cheers to innocence!...shame on the morons!


modified to eliminate the initial name calling of the original poster as he now regrets his action and deleted his previous post....
-- Modified on 5/9/2004 9:14:05 AM

-- Modified on 5/9/2004 9:26:02 AM

It seems as though judgement was affected in the writing of the e-mail and most likely it was affected while the prior driving occured which is the real danger.
My .02

This post is one of two things...an effort to troll for flames or a genuine idiot seeking to share his "discovery."  On the off chance that you are just stirring the pot, I'm going to make it clear that what follows in this reply is not an attack.  But because you (or others) may seriously believe what you wrote, I'd like to share a story.

Fifteen years ago this coming Memorial Day weekend, I lost a very special friend...a woman I had once considered marrying...to a drunk driver.  Laurie was 26, had graduated Cum Laude from an Ivy League university after having majored in both Economics and Foreign Relations.  She was finishing her first year at a very prestigious law school and had just been named editor of their Law Review.  It was clear that Laurie was brilliant and destined for great things.  She and a friend were on their way to her favorite spot for a celebratory picnic.

Headed the opposite direction on the freeway was a man in a K5 Blazer who had decided to face the two-hour drive to his family's Memorial Day festivities with a case of beer on the passenger seet next to him.  He had been on the road for about ninety minutes, and was so clearly not in control of his vehicle that another motorist stopped at a freeway call box to warn the State Police.  The trooper who was first on the scene later told Laurie's parents that he, the trooper, had been pursuing at speeds in excess of a hundred miles an hour in an attempt to catch up before anything happened.  He was less than a mile away, saw the weaving Blazer at the top of a hill, lost sight for a moment and when he got to the spot where he'd last seen the Blazer, it was on the other side of the freeway near a pile of twisted, smoking metal that was barely recognizable as a car.  The driver of the Blazer had swerved and driven at speed...10 - 15 miles per hour over the speed limit...across fifty yards of grass median, and struck Laurie's car on the driver's side door post.  The combined speeds must have made the impact feel like hitting a wall at 140 miles per hour.

Laurie was killed instantly.  Her friend was in the hospital for months, and died recently without ever having recovered fully.

The driver of the Blazer suffered a bloody lip.

The trooper counted twenty-one empty or partly empty beer cans on the floor of the Blazer.  The driver refused a Breath-alyzer test at the scene, so it was an hour before his blood could be drawn.  His blood-alcohol level was .28, nearly three times what was then the legal limit.  

Most people would be comatose at levels much lower, so it is clear that this individual was a career drunk.  It's not unreasonable to surmise that he had driven while drinking many times before; he probably spent most of his time inebriated.  In order to live with that much alcohol in his system, not only would he have spent much of his time drunk for several years, but everyone around him would have had to know.  What must his family have been thinking?  Or his friends?  Did they not say anything to him to avoid a conflict, then shake their heads and hope he didn't kill anyone?

Laurie's death changed my perspective on drinking and driving.  Like the original poster, I thought that by focusing on my driving technique after having a couple beers, I'd be fine.  I am not a heavy drinker, and have always positioned myself as the designated driver (even before the term was coined) because it was clear that I couldn't trust anyone else to remain sober and get us home.  I don't hold that against anyone, but when I'm out with friends, I do usually step up and take responsibility for getting us all home.  The times I drove drunk were those times when none of us had stayed sober, and I felt I was the least likely to get us all killed.  What I should have done at those times was call a cab.

When I was still in the Navy, I convinced the Chief's Mess aboard my ship to make sure they each gave their home phone numbers to all their troops...better to get a call in the middle of the night from a drunk sailor needing a ride home than to find in the morning that you're short-handed because Seaman Schmuckatelli is in jail or dead.

I am not perfect.  When I'm having fun, I do sometimes fail to consider how I'm going to get home.  These days, I have friends who watch out for me as much as I watch out for them.

Watch out for each other.  Ladies, before you let a client head home at the end of a two or three hour session in which he's had too much wine, consider offering an overnighter.  Gents, if your date is "a little tipsy" after an outcall session, offer her the room or invite her to stay the night.  If you're the one being offered a chance to avoid driving drunk, don't assume it means anything more than a fellow human being acting out of concern for your well-being.

If we're all here to enrich each other's lives, it just makes sense to help keep each other alive.

Yoda

I can see my bed.

Glad you realized the post was not in good judgement.

It's hard sometimes to get people to realize that it's not about outsmarting the cops, and that it's not ok as long as you don't get caught.  I used to be in this camp too....I thought it was only wrong if you get caught.

Ask anyone who has been involved in a DUI of any kind.  Even if it's harmless (ie..no accident, nobody hurt) it's really a sucky thing to go through.The courts and cops treat you like a serial killer, fines, loss of license, criminal record, embarrasment at work and in the community, drunk school, etc.. It happened to me when I was in college, I only blew a 1.0 (legal limit at the time) and I thought I'd get off easy. No chance, the whole process sucked big time.  Do YOURSELF a favor and don't f*ck yourself over by taking stupid chances.


If you are a self centered typ person the above rational should be reason enough not to do it.  But if you are a person with any semblance of decency, the stories of friends and families who have had a loved one killed by a drunk driver should be reason enough not to do it.


It's like russian roulette, and your better off just never even rolling the dice.