Here is a partial list of places I have brought and used my pocket liquor flask: the New York Aquarium at Coney Island, my friend's kid's 2nd birthday party, my office, Prospect Park, the guest room at my teetotal in-laws' house in Boynton Beach. I plan to expand this list significantly in 2012, since one of my resolutions is to be a worse person. And that's one of the gifts a hip flask bestows upon you: outlaw status. Because unless you're using it in the comfort of your own home (and why would you do that?), brother, you are breaking a law that's a bit too broad. Good for you.